One Enchanted Night

By Saskia Walker

An exotic spell unleashes a myriad of sensory delights.

In the ancient city of Suzin, Yasmin, an innocent young bride, struggles with her lusty desires. Her husband is an Emperor’s captain undertaking a crusade. In his absence Yasmin’s physical needs are brazen and heated, and she wishes to master them.

Seeking advice she visits the mysterious soothsayer, Mistress Munya. In doing so, she discovers that the route to mastering her passion is entirely different than she might have imagined, and infinitely more pleasurable.

Together with her male acolyte, Mistress Munya teaches Yasmin to welcome and pursue the pleasures of the flesh. Presenting Yasmin with a magical dildo, she weaves a seductive sensory spell that brings Yasmin one enchanted night of passion—together with a lifetime of female knowledge about her husband's desires and the sensual world.

Erotic fantasy, romance novella. Word Count: 15,527 

Please note: This title includes frequent and graphic M/F sex which may be considered offensive by some readers. Please note: this ebook has been previously published with a different cover.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Saskia Walker
• Release date: Mar 28, 2015
• ISBN: 9781507081860

Saskia Walker

Award-winning British author Saskia Walker first dreamed of writing her own stories when she discovered a handful of romance novels stashed away in her school library. An avid reader, she lapped up the adventures and the life-affirming emotion she found there. As well as fantasy and romance, Saskia writes paranormal, historical and contemporary fiction, with a special interest in witchcraft. Saskia's short stories have now been published in over one hundred international anthologies and magazines. Her novels have been published by two New York publishing houses as well as several smaller publishing houses. To her absolute delight two of her novels won Passionate Plume awards, and her work has twice been nominated for a Romantic Times Magazine Reviewers' Choice Award. Her Witches of Scotland series was widely translated and became a Scandinavian bestseller. In 2015 she became a USA TODAY bestselling author. It's been an amazing journey. Saskia is now a full time author and she has many more stories to tell. Saskia is happily settled in Yorkshire in the north of England, with her real-life hero, Mark, and a houseful of felines. 

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One Enchanted Night

Saskia Walker

Copyright 2012 Saskia Walker

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Book description: An exotic spell unleashes a myriad of sensory delights.

In the ancient city of Suzin, Yasmin, an innocent young bride, struggles with her lusty desires. Her husband is an Emperor’s captain undertaking a crusade. In his absence Yasmin’s physical needs are brazen and heated, and she wishes to master them.

Seeking advice she visits the mysterious soothsayer, Mistress Munya. In doing so, she discovers that the route to mastering her passion is entirely different than she might have imagined, and infinitely more pleasurable.

Together with her male acolyte, Mistress Munya teaches Yasmin to welcome and pursue the pleasures of the flesh. Presenting Yasmin with a magical dildo, she weaves a seductive sensory spell that brings Yasmin one enchanted night of passion—together with a lifetime of female knowledge about her husband's desires and the sensual world.

Chapter One

Night had fallen in the ancient city of Suzin, and although the moon was high in the sky, the narrow alleyways that wound through the clustered buildings of the city were shadowed and filled with mystery.

Yasmin's blood raced as she made her way to the soothsayer's house. She had her veil across her face and her head lowered, lest she be recognized. No one knew of her intentions—not even her sister—and she wished to keep it that way. She had dismissed the servants and informed her family that she would not be visiting tonight, after all. Instead, she was here, in the very heart of the city.

She hurried along the Street of Many Women, where the taverns heaved with merchants who had pockets full of coins after a good day in the souk. Weaving her way amongst the revelers who were on their way home, she saw the women of the night who sought their customers amongst them. Yasmin looked at the whores with curiosity. A group of three of them were gathered together, gossiping in low voices beside an open doorway. The corridor beyond was fully lit and inviting.

One of them noticed Yasmin looking their way and put her hand out to touch Yasmin, stepping closer as she passed. The woman's low-slung skirts bared her midriff, and an embroidered bodice barely covered the outline of her full breasts. Her long henna-colored hair was thick and lustrous, and held in place by a jeweled cap that dangled a bead on her forehead. The woman grinned at Yasmin, swirling her hips provocatively and gesturing towards the doorway. You seek company, lady? We have women who can bring you much pleasure. Men too, if that is what you prefer. Anything you desire is possible.

Pausing, Yasmin glanced into the whorehouse, her blood rushing at the very suggestion that she might procure company for carnal pleasure. She could see a corridor, and beyond it a room where a woman danced while a man watched. Between her thighs Yasmin's body prickled anxiously, the restless arousal that had brought her here stirring at the provocative sight.

Come inside, the woman whispered, sidling right up against her. I see that you are interested.

Yasmin could not deny it, for she could see the dancer moving toward the seated man, and as she did the dancer lifted her skirts and swung one leg over him, straddling his hips and moving up and down against his groin in a blatant manner. It made heat gather between Yasmin's thighs, and for one wild moment she wanted to be that woman, mounting her lover so bravely. The lack of shame and the knowledge of how the man would respond was something she craved. She was no innocent, but her husband had to leave her side shortly after their wedding, and that meant she had been introduced to carnal relations—and she had enjoyed the experience greatly, perhaps far too much for her own state of sanity—but she had been left in a state of perpetual anxiety after Anwar's departure. She wanted to know more, and she also wanted to control these sudden, desperate lusts.

The woman at her side stroked her fingers up Yasmin's slender neck, lifting her hair free of her nape. Come, let me help you find your release.

The whore's lips were full and painted, and she spoke so seductively that Yasmin wavered. Momentary release with a bought lover was not what she was here for at all. She took a deep breath, shook her head and hurried on, but glanced back at the woman as she did so. Deep down she knew that they did not have what she needed most of all—control. Even so, it made her hot and restless as she considered what else might be going on inside the whorehouse. The lusty women