- By Jessica Satin
- Editions: eBook
- Published: April 5th 2014
- Source: Review by Request
- Genre: Dark Fantasy / Erotica
- In a Flutter: Twisted
Belle’s choice to become the Beast’s prisoner changes her in ways she never imagined.
After her Beast transforms back into his human form, they eagerly explore each other’s bodies. He can caress every inch of her and probe his tongue deep between her lips. She can feel the warm bulge of his muscles and run her fingers through his red-gold hair, but it’s not enough. Their sexual affair began long before he was human, and Belle can’t help remembering what it was like to be with her Beast. She learned to love him through all the blood and sacrifice it required. Belle and Prince Adam must learn to find new ways to express their desires.
Dark, Twisted, Violent, & Sexy…
Warning: This is not the fairytale you grew up with…
This book went so far beyond my expectations, and I’m quite thrilled with the results.
The blurb on this book will tell you that it’s highly erotic and takes place after Prince Adam is transformed back into a human… What it doesn’t explicitly say (and maybe it should) it that at least half of the book is written in flashbacks which detail the couple’s sexual exploits while The Beast was, well, a beast.
We’re talking claws and teeth and fur (oh my!) which skirt mighty close to earning a tag of beastiality… But I’m sticking with ‘Monster’ Erotica on this one…
The story of their courtship parallels the classic Disney version of Beauty and the Beast while layering in graphically detailed sexual situations…
This goes beyond the usual power play and dips into a level of dub-con sadism which some readers might find objectionable. That being said, if you’re good with the idea of Monster Erotica, you’re probably equally okay with the the use of claws and teeth.
Belle bares gruesome scars as a result of her captivity with the beast, and the reader is treated with the detailed accounts of how she earned each one. Their sex – in human or beast form – is wonderfully depraved and violent, often resulting in bloodshed.
Pulling her out of her intense reverie, her Prince arrived at her cell. Her gaze ran along the thick, dark chest hair exposed by his partially unbuttoned white shirt. His transformation back into a human hadn’t completed all the way, probably because she had been having sex with him when it happened. He had a thick, hairy chest and was at least six foot three, always towering over her. His muscles bulged everywhere, making most of his clothes appear slightly too small, unable to contain him. His cock had remained the same size, too, for which she was grateful.
He grinned down at her, his blue eyes bright with mischief. His face was perfect—the model of a man. His jawline was chiseled, his cheekbones impossibly high, and reddish blonde hair draped along his broad shoulders.
He squatted down next to her. She realized she had woven her arms through the iron bars of her cell to prevent herself from masturbating while arousing herself with memories of their first time. She wasn’t allowed to touch herself in the cell. At least, not until he arrived.
He ran his fingers along her arms, teasing her. She stared back at him, already in a dreamy haze of arousal.
“Thinking of me?” he asked, grinning. His teeth were white and strong, befitting a prince.
“Maybe,” she said, teasing him back.
He knitted his brows. “You’re shivering. If you take your arms out of the bars I’ll come in and warm you up.”
She removed her arms from the bars and scooted across the cell. She wouldn’t move more until he invited her to do so. She was his to do with as he pleased. There was something freeing about putting her body in the hands of such a wild creature. Even in his human form, he would always be her Beast.
He shoved the keys into the door, the brush of metal against metal sending tingles across her skull and down her spine. The sound was a promise of pleasure to come.
He entered the cell, swinging the door shut behind him. He stood over her, radiating heat. He offered her his hands to help her up. She placed her ice-cold fingers in his enormous hands and stood up.
“Come here,” he said drawing her against him. He wrapped his arms over hers, encasing her with his furnace-hot body. She stopped shivering almost instantly. He slowly moved his hands down her front and pressed against her lower abdomen. The pressure felt incredible and she moaned. His breath was warm and heavy against her sensitive neck. She breathed in tandem with him, allowing their arousal to build together like a slow crescendo.
She could feel his cock hardening against her thighs. She adjusted herself in his arms, wiggling her butt against his throbbing, huge cock. She placed her hands over his, the movement again wiggling her butt against him.
“Are you trying to drive me mad?” he gritted through his teeth.
“Only a little,” she teased.
He wanted to be inside her that very instant, but he had to wait. His size was problematic only in that he had to be sure she was ready to receive him. This usually meant she had to have an orgasm first, so she was thoroughly wet and widened. Being with her forced him to learn patience.
He wrapped his right hand around her neck, immobilizing her so he could touch her as he pleased. She relaxed into his grip, the pressure of his hands sending hot tingles down her neck and through her arms. He pressed his nose into her soft brown hair and inhaled deeply. It smelled like lilacs and freshly mown grass. “Been rolling around in the garden again, ma Belle?” he asked, subconsciously gripping her neck more tightly for an instant. Her only response was a shudder of pleasure, causing her to arch against him, her butt pressing harder against his cock. He was pleased to see she was already so deep into wonderland she couldn’t speak without drawing herself back down to reality.
He rubbed her left breast in circular motions, enjoying the bounce of the perky flesh in his hands. He pinched each nipple tightly between his strong fingers. She breathed air in quickly and moaned, the pain shooting like hot, lovely daggers through her sensitive body. She moaned as he pinched them again, pressing herself against his hot body.
He lifted the scoop neck of her chemise and peeked at her breasts. They gave him a delightful chill every time he saw them. They were perfect. He gripped each one, pressing against the gland. She breathed heavily and arched against him, the adrenaline racing in her veins so fast it was almost painful. He ground against her, aching to be inside her.
He released his grip on her neck and pushed her away from him. He ripped her chemise down the back and drew her naked body back against him in one swift motion. “Now that’s better, isn’t it?” She nodded as he slid his hand down her abdomen and between her labia. Her wetness gushed over his fingers. “You’re running wet as a river,” he grunted, his cock throbbing hard. He slid his fingers up and down her slit and teased his finger in a circle where he would enter her, soon.
He drew a pale pink rose petal from his pocket and rubbed it against her parted lips. She gasped, surprised and titillated by his having chosen to fetishize an object so sacred to them both. The petal was satin-soft and she could tell it had been freshly plucked. Its scent was pungent.
He drew the petal down the slender line of her neck and lingered over her nipples. The petal was thick and velvety, its softness an arousing contrast to his pinches and tugs. He trailed the petal slowly down her abdomen. He rubbed the petal around her inner thighs, teasing her. She began breathing heavily, aching for him to go further. In one hot motion he slid the petal down her wet pussy. He pressed it up against her vagina, pushing it in just a little, not putting his finger in all the way. Not yet.
Q&A with Jessica Satin
If you were to describe your book in only one word, what would it be?
What would you say inspired you to write it?
Fairy tales are rife with the dark and dirty. Beauty and the Beast is easily my favorite — a girl with a book fetish in France who fixes a beastly man through her love. The dark side of what Belle and her Beast’s sex life would have been like enticed me to give it its own story.
What made you choose to remix/reimagine the classic Beauty and the Beast above all other classic tales?
Other than Beauty and the Beast being my favorite fairy tale, there are so many erotic thrills from fear and terror in the tale. That adrenaline rush is so arousing. I’ve also been fascinated by monster erotica and had to put my own twist on it.
Have you ever been hit by the infamous “writer’s block”? What did you do to escape it?
Yes, I’ve gotten writer’s block for sure. The Ravishing of Beauty is easily my most popular story, but it’s shocking and people either love it or hate it. But they can’t seem to stop reading it. Some of the negative feedback has gotten to me—my imagination is a depraved, strange place.
It may sound silly, but listening to some of Eminem’s songs that are about owning your controversial, badass self and persevering through the toughest parts of your artistic career. “Without Me,” “Not Afraid,” and “Won’t Back Down” are so motivational and have got me back on a writing kick.
What is your all-time favorite book?
Marcel Proust’s In Search of Lost Time.
What made you pick that one above all others?
In Search of Lost Time is not erotica, but it’s French and there’s a lot of sex. Everyone is bisexual except for the narrator. The writing is dreamlike, with long, winding sentences. You can just got lost in its pathways for hours, tea in hand.
What’s the longest time you’ve spent working on a project?
I spent four years straight on a romance set in Paris. I was obsessed—I wanted it to be perfect. I shopped it around to agents and got some interest, but it didn’t work out. It’s my baby and got me on the writing track. My goal was to publish my work, so I switched gears to erotica and have already published a few stories. I’m so happy to be accomplishing my dream of being a published author.
Would you say becoming an author has changed you? In what way?
Writing is what I’ve wanted to do for a very long time—the dream was born about ten years ago when I was a teenager. I’m very introverted, so writing allows me to express my imagination and share it with others in ways I sometimes can’t in real life.
My life as Jessica Satin (my pen name) has allowed me to be open about the filthiest parts of myself and find a community just as lovably filthy. Writing (and publishing my work) has made me part of a community of like-minded people that I didn’t have access to before.
Was there ever a time, during your work for this book, when you felt like giving up? What made you change your mind?
There are some especially rough scenes that were tough to write. Belle is put through a lot of pain mixed in with the pleasure of her life with her Beast. Even though I contrived that pain, it was sometimes tough to bring it fruition on paper. I had to finish it through because it was part of the story, regardless of how I felt about it. The story demanded to be told, as cliché as that sounds.
What does your day-to-day life consist of? What else do you do, aside from writing?
I work full-time in academic publishing. Books and authors are my life day to night. I also love dressing up in costume with my friends and going out, just for fun.
How do you deal with bad reviews or acid criticism? What would you advise other authors to that effect?
Sometimes the reviewer comments are constructive, which is helpful. Taking some negative feedback has made me a better writer. It’s what an editor would do if I were publishing traditionally—you just have to listen to the right people.
Then there’s the acid criticism. What I’ve done is focus on the great reviews from the people who really love my work. I’m writing for the readers who love the kinky, strange, steamy stories, not readers who want vanilla with a hint of BDSM (which is cool too, it’s just not what I’ve chosen to write).
Can we expect more delightfully twisted and sexy fairy tales from you? Can you give us any hints what they may be?
Yes! I won an erotica contest earlier this year for “Snow White and the Seven Huntsmen,” which I’ve made free on Smashwords. It’s going to be a whole novel—stay tuned for that in 2015!
What do you have stored for us in the future? What are you working on/planning on next, aside from fairy tales?
I’m working on Spanked by Santa right now. It’s so kinky and steamy. In the story, Santa is getting old so his son is searching for the next Mrs. Claus when he meets naughty Holly . . .
What made you decide to become an Author?
It’s a part of who I am, the words are going to come out one way or another.
What would you say was the toughest part?
Failing the first time and figuring out how to take a new direction with my work.
Did you hire professionals for editing, cover design, formatting?
I do it all myself! I have decided to have someone read over my story before I publish it though, just to catch those errors I can’t see myself.
How long did the production part take, from the moment you began working on the manuscript to when you hit ‘Publish’?
For The Ravishing of Beauty, I started in January and published on March 31.
Where is your work being distributed, Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, AREbooks/Omnilit, some other distributor? How did you decide which one(s) to go with?
I publish most of my work exclusively through Amazon to take advantage of the KDP Select program, which allows subscribers to Kindle Unlimited to download my story for free. The downloads make enough revenue that I can’t give it up for the other platforms. The only exception is my freebie.
If you could turn back in time and do things differently, would you? What would you change?
Knowing what I know now, I wouldn’t have worked on my first novel for so long. That being said, the effort I put into the work and all the people who read it and gave me feedback helped shape the writer I am now.
If you could wish for any one thing, and it would immediately come true, what would you wish for?
I would wish to be able to write erotica full-time.
If you were stranded on an isolated island, what’s the one item you’d absolutely wish to have with you?
A flare to send a signal to anyone around to get me out of there.
Name your favorite fruit.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee is my crack.
Springtime in Paris.
How about favorite time of the day?
Were you a Girl Scout?
I was forced to be one (still a little bitter about it).
Favorite food for breakfast?
What is the latest book you’ve bought and read?
The Magicians by Lev Grossman
Do you collect things, like stamps, or key chains, or shoes?
I collect books, especially art books.
Favorite color, you know you want to tell us!
Drama or comedy?
I love both, so it really depends on my mood.
Do you have a favorite quote or personal motto?
Cats or dogs?
I’m a total cat person but I love dogs too.
Dinner by candlelight or a night out clubbing?
Dinner by candelight.
Do you have a favorite Book Boyfriend/Girlfriend?
Harry Potter. I even saw Daniel Radcliffe naked in Equus in London.
Do you have a guilty pleasure?
I really love bad rom-coms, like Did You Hear About the Morgans with Sarah Jessica Parker and Hugh Grant? They’re so bad but I love them.
Favorite Swear Word?
It feels so good to say fuck.
About the Author
Jessica Satin’s passion is erotica, especially when it’s perverting fairy tales. She drinks coffee like it’s her drug and is writing at every opportunity. She lives in a big city with her boyfriend and two fluffy cats.
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