"Who will be next?"
Reviewed by Gabrielle Lee
Posted July 3, 2010
Romance Erotica Sensual | Romance Anthology
Three different stories by three different authors each one different yet all with one same thread: bridesmaids and a magical fountain. Can each woman and man find true love through the magic of the fountain? In Binding her heart the first story we meet Tessa and Shay. To Tessa's amazement Laura has decided to have her bachelorette party at a brothel. Little does Tessa know but she and Shay the owner of the brothel have a past. As Shay seduces Tessa he finds himself falling in love. I enjoyed seeing their relationship build. Tessa is a strong and smart woman who decides to follow her heart. It was nice to see a man of wealth that had some depth to him and not be superficial but a man who wants and gives love. The second story Mortal Sensations brings us Thomas and Madison. After so many years Thomas finds Madison only to lose her all over again but with a little help from Alexi and his magic Thomas may get to keep her after all. This story was an interesting read filled with magic and love. I enjoyed watching Thomas come to terms with his feelings and acting on them as well as seeing Madison learn about and enjoy her own sexuality. In Dungeon Dreams the third and last story we find Kendra and James. Kendra and James enjoy themselves in a hidden room. Was this the same room she saw in her dreams? I enjoyed seeing a couple fall in love and explore their fantasies. Kendra is a woman who is willing to try new and forbidden things and lets her heart lead her. James is a good man who puts his love on the line hoping to win her heart in the end. This was nice to read about the deep bond that these two have and the love that they share. This book was a nice read that was not only full of sensuality but of love as well. Adding in the magic and the voodoo into these stories was a nice touch giving a special edge to them. With characters full of depth and emotion WEDDING FAVORS is a book that should not be missed. SUMMARY
Here come the bridesmaids...in a tantalizing trio of
never-before- published erotic novellas. In
these steamy stories set in New Orleans, three
nice-turned-naughty bridesmaids each make a wish by tossing
a coin into an infamous fountain. Before the night is
through, the wishes come true, the gowns come off, and the
games begin... Nikita Black goes behind the
closed doors of a bordello and a masked bachelorette party
where anything can-and does-happen. Allyson
James explores a mรฉnage a trois as a bridesmaid is
locked in a house with two men who introduce her to
sensations that are out of this world. Sheri
Whitefeather reveals a secret room under a French
Quarter B&B where a bridesmaid's forbidden erotic dreams
become a reality.
EXCERPTFrench
Quarter, New Orleans
Present
day
โThis
is a brothel?โ
Tessa
Kittredge could not believe she'd let her friend
Laura talk her
into this . . . this . . . insane idea.
A
bachelorette party at a brothel.
โNot
brothel,โ Laura--the bride--corrected her choice of
nomenclature with
a mischievous wink. โMaison.โ
Oh,
excuse me. Maison. Like there was a difference?
Seriously.
Not only was the party to be held at an actual house of ill
repute--however
upscale--but the bride had actually arranged for her
bridesmaids to
become part of the evening's merchandise.
Oh.
My. God.
If
Tessa weren't so appalled, she'd have to admit
there was a certain cosmic
humor to the situation. After all, what was marriage but an
elaborate,
lifelong contract for sex? Well. At least until one of the
partners
got tired of the other.
Not
that she was cynical or anything.
Still.
Tessa
tugged at the short skirt of the slinky blue, strapless
dress Laura
had provided for her to wear, and glanced nervously around
the main
floor of the maison Chez
Duchesne. Once you got through the strict security check
and waiver
signing at the front door, the bar and reception area
appeared completely
normal, like those of any other luxurious boutique hotel.
Except for
the part where some of the guests were walking around
wearing nothing
but sexy underwear--and some not even that much.
Along with the
golden masks most of the women and some of the men wore to
hide their
identities.
Which
meant they were available. Available.
For
purchase.
Oh.
My. God.
Tessa
had been stunned when the other two bridesmaids donned
their masks with
alacrity and disappeared within seconds of the guard
letting them inside.
โThis
is crazy. Even for you,โ Tessa murmured to Laura.
Her
friend looped arms with her and urged her further into the
sumptuously
appointed room. Music pulsed in the background, punctuated
by bursts
of coy laughter and the tinkle of crystal glasses. The
exotic scent
of jasmine filled the air. โDarling, every woman
fantasizes
about being a whore at one time or another in her life,โ
Laura said.
โDon't tell me you never have.โ
โFantasies
are one thing,โ Tessa pointed out, her cheeks warming at
the candid
insight. โThat doesn't mean I'd actually do it in
real life.โ
Laura
smiled knowingly. โTell me, how many one-night stands have
you had
in the past ten years?โ
There
was no use lying. They'd been college roommates. โOne
or two,โ Tessa
grudgingly admitted. โBut that was different.โ
โTrue.
Tonight you'll walk away with a nice, fat paycheck.โ
A
thousand dollars for an hour, five grand for the night.
Outrageous what
men were willing to pay for no strings. Not that she was
terribly surprised.
Bitter? Hell, not her. It was actually better this way.
More honest.
โI
don't need the money,โ she said firmly. She had a great
job as a graphic
designer. Admittedly, not for a thousand dollars an hour.
โAfter
that last nasty breakup, you could use a little fun,โ Laura
pointed
out, steering her toward the bar. โA night of unreserved
sexual fantasy.
Trust me, it'll be amazing.โ
Easy
for her to say. Laura had always been the impetuous,
spontaneous,
wild-child friend. The one that careful, orderly, good-girl
Tessa had
always envied just a little. Okay, a lot. But she had
already spotted
the groom among the guests, so she knew very well what
fantasy they
were playing at tonight. She, however, had no one waiting
in the wings.
Not here. Not back home. Not ever again, if she had
anything to say
about it.
โYou
know I'm not into sex with strangers,โ she said over
the pulsing throb
of the music. โI'm not eighteen any more.โ
Men
were turning to stare at them, openly interested. The heat
in her cheeks
intensified. It made her feel . . . exposed. On display.
And surprisingly,
a little excited. She couldn't deny the fantasy was a
powerful one.
โYou
don't have to go with a man,โ Laura assured her, her
eyes flirting
coyly with one of the lookers. โNot unless you want to. No
rules,
no requirements, other than to have a good time.โ
They'd
already been through all of this. Outside, in that eerie,
overgrown
courtyard next door, where Tessa, Laura, and the other two
bridesmaids
had stopped to make a wish at an unnervingly evocative
voodoo fountain.
The fountain, called the Jaillissement de Plaisir--a
more than
suggestive name, if her high school French served her-- was
supposed
to bring immense sexual pleasure and everlasting love to
all who made
an offering to it. After giggling through their wishes and
tossing their
coins--which Tessa had palmed rather than let it fly into
the water--they'd
sat down on the ancient, crumbling fountain wall where
Laura had revealed
the shocking details of the bachelorette party.
But
to be honest, Tessa hadn't been able to concentrate on
the explanation.
Chills had kept running up and down her spine. That
deserted courtyard
had seemed so strangely, spookily, familiar. Like she'd
been there before.
And the three half-nude muses holding up the fountain all
seemed to
be dancing just for her, gazing at her with alluring eyes,
beckoning
her to join them in their wantonry. Not to mention the
unnerving feeling
that someone else had been watching her the whole time.
Someone hidden
from view.
All
day she'd been feeling restless, like she was waiting
for something
to happen. Something that would change her life forever.
Could
this be it?
โCome
on,โ Laura said, leading her deeper into the
decadence. โLet yourself
go. If you don't want to have sex with anyone,
don't. Just indulge yourself
and enjoy the possibilities. You decide how far
things go.โ
โI
don't know if I can do this,โ she murmured. Torn
between the temptation
of the fantasy and the terror of the reality.
Laura
handed her a golden mask. โOf course you can. Darling, for
one night,
give yourself permission to become whoever you want, to do
whatever
you wish.โ She smiled mysteriously. โWho knows what erotic,
sensual
spell the Jaillissement de Plaisir has already cast
upon you?
You might just find you like it.โ
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