Decadence ....Mark Davis..Master Poet

ADULT CONTENT OF THE MOST AROUSING KIND......

Painting pictures in a readers mind is the goal of an author. Most look to run a whole movie in your head. That's the goal. Poets have a different mission, they want more. They want to evoke emotions and latch onto your soul. Some even want more than that. Erotic poetry is an art unto itself. As of late on twitter I have come across so many talented erotic poets, yet few rival Mark Davis. Yes he's naughty and can evoke far more from the reader with his prose, he can arouse the reader. But Mr. Davis can do more, he can write beautiful prose and he can latch onto your soul. Am I a fan? From the moment I read a few of

his poems.  LEATHER.....

Leather

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The scent of leather hit him

Before she came in sight

He turned a gave a whistle

Her leather dress so tight

Her cleavage drew his eyes

Then as he they dropped down low

He felt is cock begin to stir

At the hint of garter below

The snakeskin boots were tapping

As the heels crossed the floor

Her red lips she was licking

A hint of what's in store

"Cat got your tongue my darling?"

As her nails brushed his crutch

Then she grabbed him through the cloth

Grew hard beneath her touch

"I'm feeling very needy"

She pushed him in his back

No panties with garters

He was smothered by her crack

Opened up his pants

And as his tongue worked its way

She released his cock

Let her hands begin to play

The scent of leather and her sex

Quickly filled his nose

She wriggled on his face

"Mmm I love how my baby grows"

As the boots were rubbing

Against her lovers skin

She leaned down with her mouth

Sucked his hard cock in

Loved to hear him gasping

As she rubbed across his face

Her tongue and lips devoured him

Bobbed at a frantic pace

She loved how hard she got him

And how he made her wet

She turned and dropped down on him

"Oh fuck me now my pet"

And as his hips were thrusting

She endured all the joy

Of dressing up to tease him

To excite her special boy

With one last plunge she came

Head back mouth open wide

Her juices flowed across him

As his come hit her inside

She worked muscles milking

Rode him till the end

Always the perfect ending

With her leather loving friend

copyrighted 2014 Mark Davis

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The Coast of Ireland 872 A.D. 

Tomas was a Viking. An accomplished warrior, a seasoned sailor and the son of Sjurd head of one of the largest clans in his home of Norway. He’d many fine talents, most women could attest to them in bed. He’d left Norway on a long ship heading for the coast of a rich lush country called Ireland.
Shauna heard from others along the coast about the invasions. Men, some said as tall as trees, came in long boats, killing, raping and taking land that didn’t belong to them. Shauna cringed; her beloved home was the next kingdom along the coast that was in danger of attack by these marauders.
A beautiful, green-eyed black haired beauty Shauna vowed to protect her home, only to fall prey to Tomas’s handsome face and warrior body. At first he treats Shauna with indifference, ignoring her beauty and punishing her for her disobedience. He keeps her a prisoner in his bed his need for her insatiable. And still she refuses to surrender herself to him completely, fighting him at every turn.
Tomas fights his need and his desire for Shauna but succumbs to it every night. He burns for her, craves her, as no woman before her. He surrenders to her will, falling deeply in love. Shauna’s love for him flourishes and burns deep, promising him a love that is eternal, and born of fire. It will be a fire that will consume them both, and erupt into a deep and eternal love. 

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With her Comes the Night

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Small excerpt

He watched her eyes turn a color deeper than blood and he could see the impression of her fangs pressing against her upper lip waiting to descend. Her hand came to her mouth trying to cover what she knew he was seeing. Her eyes met his, as he saw her struggle. He understood she couldn’t control their descent any longer.

“It’s at moments like this that I despise what I am. If you went running from me now, I couldn’t blame you. But I swear I’ll never hurt you.”

He touched her face, she was still beautiful and he believed nothing could sway his feelings for her.

“Do you see me running? No babe, not me, you saved my life and now it’s time for payback baby. I’ve never wanted any woman as I want you.”

He bent his head to hers and touched her lips kissing her letting his tongue find what he knew she feared. He didn’t move her from him as he let his tongue trace the small eye teeth which were now sharp and larger than before.

God damn it she had fangs, shit, and they seemed sharp. He slowly broke away from her and she immediately turned her face from him. He needed to see what she had told him, what she was so afraid to show him. So he took his large hand and put it under her chin lifting her face up to his and her crimson eyes, with their large black pupils now stared at him. She had pools of tears in them, breaking his heart. He saw her lush lips just barely covering her eye teeth which now were small sharp fangs and he couldn’t explain the rush of desire which washed over him.

 Christ, she was a vampire. In his fifteen years on the NYPD he’d thought he’d seen it all including sights which may not have been meant for the human eye to see. He felt like the guy who had been abducted by aliens and sexually assaulted, no one believed him, except others who’d had the same experience. This was no doubt real, she was real, and he didn’t give a fuck what she was, he wanted her now more than ever.  

Blurb:

With her comes the Night

Rath Williams is a New York City Police Department Detective, one of New York’s finest warriors. His job is his life and unfortunately it’s left him little else. One night, he comes face to face with mortality, but he beats death.

Out of the dark, out of the night, a beautiful stranger appears saving the fallen police officer’s life. A brutal attack left him and his partner for dead. If not for her, he would have died, should have died.

Melinda Taylor is a vampire. Her bite and exchange of blood saved the handsome police officer. In the process, she fell in love with him, but never figured on acting on her emotions.

Being the warrior always, once back on the job he sets out to find what had killed his partner and nearly took his life. He’d been searching for five years when he she walks out of the shadows and into his life, changing it forever. He never figured on love. He’ll learn that what he thought of as reality wasn’t even close to the truth. 

This is my personal favorite...........this can be a series..........

With her comes the Night....is centered around a female vampire. She's not some horrible monster but a very old species. Her kind and others like her walk amont us every day, some humans can detect there is something different about them and others haven't a clue. We don't smell them, especially the shape shifters, their scents are strong and they've learned to cover them over well.

Sometimes we have trouble waking in the morning, some of us blackout from drinking too much and some sleep walk?I could go on and on telling you the moments we lose or do we?

Enter a world......and it's just the tip of the iceberg......they're out there among us and With her comes the Night introduces you to another world. One that was thought of as lost and forgotten.

Thank you...........

Andrea Bellmont.new release 12/13/2013 Bonds of Love

Bonds of Love.......coming from Secret Cravings Publishers

Andrea Bellmont

Blurb:

New York City, a romance conference, two established erotic romance writers meet and venture into another world, the world of BDSM.

She’s finally confident and sexy, after years of self-doubt. He’s found a partner he can be dominant with and now wants more. He wants her love. She’s fallen hard. He wants to own her. She needs to belong to him completely.

Not even two countries and thousands of miles can keep two hearts from each other. Nor can it keep them from the strongest bonds of love, leaving the vanilla world behind.

In a decadent purple dungeon on the Upper East Side of New York City two people connect. They discover they have the same hidden desires and fall in love.

EXCERPT: Bonds of Love

Leighton had been quite specific about how I was to be dressed tonight. What he asked me to wear was deliciously decadent. First, he emphasized the color black. Next he requested some black sexy underwear, black heels at least three inches tall, a garter belt, and something black and clingy. I meant to deliver and had my purchases in my hands as I left the shopping mall.

I’d gone on line snooping around at the BDSM clubs in my area. I’d never seek out one of these clubs alone. I wasn’t even sure I’d like going to this dungeon or playroom. However, with him this seemed all right, natural and arousing. My anticipation level was high, very high. Tonight was all I could think about.

I was to meet him at the same hotel bar at eight tonight. When I entered, he sat at the bar in black trousers and black raw silk shirt. I noticed his socks and shoes were black setting off his rugged goods looks and weakening me in the knees. I was in deep trouble. No man had ever affected me the way he was. I found myself gripping the leather banister around the bar. Then he smiled. I lost my breath and my heart began to pump wildly in my chest. He excited me and so did the little adventure he had planned. I was on my way to my first dungeon. I was already wet with anticipation.

“I have a limo waiting for us. We’ll have dinner with my friends, then we’ll play.”

“Play?”

“Yes, baby, from the minute that gin and tonic splashed on me and my eyes beheld your lovely face, playing with you is the first scenario that came to my mind. The next scenario involved making you cum, watching you cum, and controlling you. Then I fucked you, watched my dick slide inside of you. Yes, baby, I want to play with you all night.” His tall body closed in on me, he let his breath caress the tops of my breasts the cleavage ample and licentious.

I shivered at his words. I’d go with him. I’d experience what he had to offer. For the first time in my life I was letting go, allowing my inhibitions to run free. I hoped he’d enjoy the lacey number I had on, black and sexy, as he requested. My pussy was wet, my mouth numb and my libido off the wall. Yet being with him gave me a strong sense of security, a need to relinquish all that I was to him. I knew I’d call him Sir tonight.

Thank you  

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......3 WITCHES.........

I LOVE HALLOWEEN. I LOVE WITCHES. IN MY  VERY EROTIC MIND WITCHES ARE QUITE DECADENT, SEXY AND CRAZY CREATURES.

so don't miss this one.......10/17/2013...Amazon B&N All Romance Ebooks and KOBO

Blurb:Witches are delightful creatures. They love to conger up spells and curses. They’re also very mischievous and prolific. 

My first tale is about a very voluptuous witch with a basket strawberries, a few cans of whipped cream, a gorgeous warlock and a handsome werewolf. Now it’s what she’s got planned and whirling around in her sexy evil mind that we’re anxious to find out.

Next you’ll travel back in time and meet a lovely witch who happens upon a very amorous Genie. The time and place? Salem Massachusetts Sixteen-ninety-two, ring a bell? It takes three erotic muses to show them the way to the next time line.

Last, it’s Halloween and we meet out last witch. She’s looking for a good time and has promised her Master to find and destroy a good soul. When the tables are turned, she may be the one relinquishing her blackened soul this night. Will she fulfill her Master’s will?

Chains of Lust After Dark.............a vampire story

KNIGHT...His name. He walks the night seeking the blood of those who don't believe. He's a vampire. In another life a Master Dom, and now as an immortal, he's taken to playing with his prey before feasting. In a time when the red light district of London is being torn apart by a notorious serial killer, vampires walk the streets unheeded. One young woman is searching for her sister and finds there are creatures of the night she never dreamed of. One will become her everlasting love...if she sucumbs to the enticing offer of immortality. Life or everlasting death?

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An Interview with Mark Davis...my favorite erotic poet

Since embarking on this journey...the one of an erotic romance writer I have met so many wonderful and exciting people. On of my favorites is Mark Davis a talented writer and poet. His poetry as so many of you know can curl your toes, trigger erotic thoughts and make you bite your lip. He's a good friend and was sweet enough to talk to my very annoying and over sexed interviewer Cherry Splendor. Enjoy our little romp and his poem written just for US (me and Cherry).

Interview with Mark Davis Author...and Poet

Interviewer Miss. Cherry Splendor (my altered ego)

Cherry: Mr. Davis, mmm first off may I call you Mark?

Mark: You certainly may Cherry

Cherry: When did you first start writing?

Mark: I Have been writing poems since my teens. the stories only the last 3 or 4 years. But only this year for publication.

Cherry: Have you always embraced the erotic side of poetry.

Mark: Not really. The erotic stories though definitely bought out that side of my poems

Cherry: Where did you get that blue tie, it is so sexy?

Mark: Why thank you Cherry. It has other uses as well.

Cherry Splendor: I can only guess, sighs, but  I see you have a story in the anthology Darkest Desires with Hot Ink Press. Mmm, is it hot?

Mark Davis: It is. A little bit of everything in there. It was my first to be published and some good authors in it as well.

Cherry Splendor: How long does it take you to write a poem? And your stories, take you very long?

Mark: The poems come to me in a flash most time and i just have to sit and write them straight away. The stories happen in my head as i write them. Its all the other things like editing after you have written them that take time.

Cherry: I like a man who thinks like you? Busy later.

Suzzana: Cherry, I had an idea you would hit on Mr. Davis. Sorry, she's a slut. Hits on all the male guests.

Mark Davis: Excuse my blushing. Not often i get hit on by someone as sexy as Cherry.

Cherry: You always spoil my fun, Suzzana.

Suzzanan: You need to ignore her. I am very sorry she's so forward.

Suzzana: You do know that you are one of my favorites erotic poets. Anything new you are working on?

Mark: As i said before they just come to me and i write them straight away. I wrote this one while waiting for you two gorgeous ladies to arrive.

A vision in red enshrouded me
as i lay there on my bed
what drew her to possess me?
to live inside my head?

At first i didn't really know
she was hiding there in me
and it wasn't till i closed my eyes
that i began to see

The soft arms embraced me
then her lips locked me in a kiss
Her long legs wrapped around me
i had never dreamed like this

As she worked her magic
I heard her whispering my name
"Give your body to me
and you will never be the same."

As we came i felt her drain me
then the bed began to shake
I tried to hold on to her
but realized I was awake

I looked over at the window
open now, a breeze blows through
and i smile as i realize
She looked a lot like you
  

Suzzana: Thank you, Mr. Davis I am sure there are plenty of readers waiting to hear from you. It such a great pleasure to have you....purrr...and thank you for the poem.