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My special guest this week:

Grinelda Markowitz

BIO:
Grinelda
Markowitz
(Author, Writer, and My Own Girl Friday)
Grinelda
Markowitz writes erotic fiction across multiple genres. She resides in a galaxy
far, far away with a trusty pen, a never-ending supply of paper and a fertile
imagination. The Moon-kissed Chi, her first e-published book in the genre of
erotic fiction, is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
For a bit
of recreation I enjoy clay work and attending symphony.  I meet up with friends as we are all able to
sync our schedules and I maintain a fairly active virtual life.  Eating out is a passion for me.  I’m always glad to find a new restaurant
which warrants a return visit.  I provide
administrative support for the BTS Book Reviews eMag (btsemag.com) and am also
a Promotions Coordinator for BTS Promotions.
I work at a
book store part time.  How cliché,
huh?  And, I also maintain a part-time
bread-and-butter job as well.  BION, I’m from California but mislocated to Texas.  We actually have a drive-in theater here, so
the trade off is manageable.  I find that
embarking on a serious approach to writing rather than the hit-and-miss efforts
of previous years has provided a level of focus (yes, I’m a wanderer and a lone
wolf) that I had not experienced before.

Thank you,
everyone, for stopping in. 

Now for her book!
Title: 
The Moon-kissed Chi (The Kalaydan Chronicles:  Book I)
Author: 
Grinelda Markowitz
Genre:  Sci-Fi / Fantasy Erotica
Content Rating: 
Not PG-13
BLURB:
In the cities of Kalaydan,
Arrinay and Bezhyanya, the senior members of the ruling family, are faced with
the early maturation of their daughter, Gayadnae.  She must start the training.  It’s Kalaydan law.  Their daughter has other ideas.  After concocting a plan to avoid
responsibility and almost succeeding in carrying it out, Gayadnae’s life takes
an unexpected turn.
Grayt, the
ever-present serving woman to Arrinay, fills many roles and has her fingers in
a number of pies.  There’s definitely
more to her than is apparent on the surface. 
Along with coordinating activities in the Main House, keeping the young
mistress in line, and talking to horses, Grayt has a more secret agenda with a
graver responsibilities.
A hint of
trouble on the horizon and other darker activities weave their way through the
backdrop of this delightful tale which takes place in the city of Kalaydan.
Excerpt:

In a residential section of Kalaydan City:
Maeb leaned
against the window frame and sipped her drink. 
She looked down into the candle-lit streets of Kalaydan City
and watched the progression of a chandler guildsman down the cobblestones until
he turned out of sight.  A plump dog
moved back and forth across the street then stopped to scratch on a door.  The door opened and it disappeared through a
brightly lit doorway.  She turned from
the window when she heard Trendo’s booted steps coming down the hall.  She heard the sound of his satchel drop to
the floor.  He strode into the room
moments later.
“Hi,
Maeb.”  He caught her up in a tight
embrace after he closed the space between them.
“Hi,
Trendo,” she replied.  “How was your
day?”
“It was
busy.  I worked with three boys today to
master the stopcock.  Two of them are
Terza’s
youngest twins and the other is their cousin on Terza’s side.  Seems their fathers have given up trying to
teach them to stopcock.”
“I bet that
was a rough session.  Terza’s husband
taught their other boys and many of their family members as well.  The Warriors’ Guild may have a few reluctant
volunteers in about four suncycles.  Did
you succeed?”  She slipped her hand into
his trews and squeezed his firm buttocks.
“Let’s say
I made headway.  I’ll go back
tomorrow.  How was your day?”  He opened his trews and allowed them to fall
to the floor.  He stepped out of them
then drew her more closely into his embrace.
“It was
about the same as yours.  I was called to
the Main House to meet with the Mistress.” 
As his hands rubbed her breasts through her bloozat, she nuzzled his
cheek with her lips.
“Oh?  Isn’t it too early for their daughter to
start the training?”  His lips grazed
hers.
“Well, I
would have thought as much, but she’s precocious.”  She looked him in the eyes as her hands
followed his hips around and gripped his stanchion.
“So was her
mother, but she didn’t start early.”  He
released one breast and returned her gaze. 
He covered one of her hands with his and guided it along his koq;
pressing one of her thumbs into its head.
“Gayadnae
has been leeching for at least six suncycles, possibly longer.  She didn’t know until now she’s been doing
it.”  He groaned deep in his throat as
her thumb slipped around the wet dome of his cod-baby.
“I’d wager
she’ll keep you busy.”  His head dropped
lower and his lips caressed her neck while his hands wandered under her
bloozat.
“What’s
more, she pulls from warriors and they don’t even notice.  I was matron for her today while she was with
her mother at the guild for a meeting.” 
She released him and removed her bloozat.
“I can see
why they’d send for you.  Will you be
returning to your station as House Matron?” 
He rubbed a palm roughly over each nipple.
“I think
so.  Our rooms are still empty.  We could move back in if you’d like.”
She sighed
deeply and guided him over to a lounge. 
She pulled him down on top of her and let her legs fall, one each, over
either side.  Her lips sought his
again.  He complied.  He leaned on one arm and used the hand of the
other to caress and play with her nipples. 
Her twin mounds were firm and full. 
She sighed when he bent over and allowed his tongue to play over her
skin.  She exhaled when he pulled first
one nipple into his mouth between his moist lips then the other.  His tongue made lazy circles over her
nipple’s surface.
She pulled
her kirtle up to her hips and raised them to meet his pleasure pole.  He slid into her tunnel eagerly and without
hesitation.  She pulled his shirt up and
over his head, letting it fall to the ground beside the lounge.  She played with the soft white down which
furred his chest.  Resting on one arm, he
slid in and out of her slowly and deliberately. 
She directed the chi around them into the dense cloud of his virility.
Their pace
was deliberate yet urgent, slow and steady. 
Continuing to slip in and out of her well-lubed sheath, his head dropped
down and his mouth took in a breast, as much as would fit.  The nails of her one hand raked his back and
the fingers of the other gripped one of his twin buns.
“Maudi,
give me all of your man milk!”
He said
nothing, his mouth still full of nipple and breast.  She worked the other nipple with her
thumb.  Her tunnel gripped his rod with
all her strength.  As his energy rose she
infused it with the chi energy she allowed through the stopcock.  She siphoned his virility with her mind and
swirled them both around and through them. 
The tempest mounted and raged as they worked their bodies together in
earnest.  Once the storm broke, they
grunted and groaned and he collapsed on top of her.  She lay there breathing heavily and he lay
his head on her chest.  It was moments
before either of them spoke.
“I think it
would be a good idea for us to move back into the Main House,” he said.  His fingers wandered aimlessly over her skin.
“I think so
too.  So, did you use your talents on the
boys today?”  She wrapped her legs around
his and rocked slowly from side to side.
“Yup!  I drained almost every ounce of virility they
had and enjoyed the looks on their faces as their cod-babies shriveled up on
their nuggets.  They listened to me after
that.”  He covered her mouth with his in
a demanding kiss.
“What did
they do when you gathered the chi and raised their virility?”  She said breaking away from his lips.
“I think
they were more shocked by the decline of their koqs than they were impressed by
my being able to direct chi energy.”  He
untangled her legs from his and moved further down on the couch.  He sought her grotto with his tongue and
lapped their mingled juices as a puppy does a bowl of warmed milk.
“No
doubt.  You codlings are all the same
when it comes to your virility.”  She
giggled and wriggled out from under him. 
She jumped up from the lounge and taking him by the hand skipped down
the hall, pulling him behind her.   
GIVEAWAY
I will give
away a free copy of The Kalaydan Chronicles: 
Book I ~ The Moon-kissed Chi by drawing. 
Please comment below with your email address if you want to enter the
drawing.
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