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New from Mojo Castle Press! Nakedella Book Four. Join our intrepid heroine as she is kidnapped by a gargoyle and flown to the realm of the Arabian Nights. Be with her as she greets the Stone Sultan and faces her most difficult obstacle. Clothing. On a new quest, she tangles with djinn, sets free fair maidens and has dinner with a demon. And then she steps outside the ordinary.
The confused expression that crossed her features was replaced by panic as the sun set and a rumbling occurred under their feet. Marble spires thrust up through the floorboards and an elegant appartment took the place of the tiny shack. The chains binding the woman disappeared and the rags she was clothed in transformed into a graceful and flattering gown of golden cloth. “Run! Go quickly, he comes!” The prisoner tried to shove her out of the room, but Nakedella stood her ground. “I have a purpose in travelling this way. I need to find a piece of the puzzle that this djinn holds.” A booming voice sounded right behind her, “What puzzle would that be little morsel?” She turned and found herself looking directly into the chest of a blue-tinged djinn. She looked up and met his steely black gaze. “Why the puzzle of the Stone Sultan, my lord.” She curtsied formally and he fell back a few steps. “I also need to do some business with you, Lord Djinn.” She kept her eyes on his and watched his mercurial face go through a thousand expressions before he settled on lustful intent. “The business before the puzzle then.” He clapped his hands sharply and a feast appeared on a table in the center of the room. The prisoner was standing at loose ends. She had never had a night free of the djinn’s embrace. They all took places around the table, comfortably seated on plush cushions that made Nakedella smile with comfort. She did so love velvety textures. “So, what business do you wish to conduct? It is not often that a woman will voluntarily come into the clutches of one of my kind.” He ate with one hand, keeping the other firmly on his pet woman. “I wish to trade services for the woman that you have there.” She nodded her head towards the prisoner and continued eating. She had a feeling that she would need her strength. The woman was looking at her with both hope and trepidation in her gaze. Ella fought a smile and kept eating while the shocked djinn mulled her phrase over in his mind. “What kind of services?” “I would lie with you willingly for a night bringing you to pleasure no less than three times in that space. You would be welcomed with smiles, laughter and enthusiasm. Is the offer tempting?” Again her face had to be kept straight but at the same time she needed to infuse the seriousness of her offer to the djinn. He sat with his mouth open in astonishment. “You would lie with me willingly? Truly? No weeping and sobbing? No wailing in despair as I took you?” The tenting of his trousers indicated his interest in the offer. She smiled and stood. She walked around the table and knelt next to him. With her hands on his shoulders she brought her lips to his, tasting the honey that coated the almonds that he had been eating. His arm left the woman and wrapped tightly around her, holding her firmly against him as her tongue delved into his mouth and she sighed with enjoyment. Slowly and carefully she withdrew her kiss. She was still pinned to his chest by his arm so she simply leaned her head and shoulders away from him. “What makes you think that I simply won’t take what you offer and keep the woman anyway?” “Djinn cannot take from those who offer freely. A fair trade must be made or your powers are forfeit. I am not a fool, my lord.”
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