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Regency Nights

By Kitti Bernetti

Regency Nights
Paperback, 70 pages paperback Online Price:
ISBN: 9781909840478
Format: 203mm x 127mm
Imprint: Xcite Books
Published: 27th June 2013

EPUB, 72 pages ebook Online Price:
ISBN: 9781908192004
Imprint: Xcite Books
Published: 4th April 2011

Category: Gay, Historical

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An historical novella by Kitti Bernetti with menage and MM themes.

It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. But, unlike the wealthy D'arcy, Cavendish De Courcy's family is broke and he must marry an heiress to save the De Courcys from ruin. When, two weeks from his wedding, he meets the superbly proportioned Nathaniel and succumbs to all the illicit joys that gay 18th-century London brings, how on Earth can Cavendish face his nightly duty to his new wife? And how will he and Nathaniel ever find their happy ever after? 

Cavendish scraped his fingers through his mop of chestnut hair. Duty, his life was ever duty, and once he was married with children it would be even worse. He sighed. He enjoyed cavorting around town with the other young blades, eating at his club, playing vingt-et-un at the tables, riding his horse through Kensington Gardens. Polite activities such as this musical evening were feminine pursuits. Although Cavendish could charm any woman, his blood had never been stirred by a girl. If he didn’t get out of this grisly parlour soon, he’d die of boredom. Feeling a sudden restlessness stir his long limbs he stood up. Ladies fluttered their fans in agitation and men looked towards him disapprovingly. He couldn’t walk out, not while the pianist was playing, but now he stood in the crowded salon with nowhere to go. ‘What is it, my love?’ hissed Lady Arabella, her tight curls bouncing as all eyes fell upon Cavendish.
‘The ladies will faint in this heat. I am merely opening a window.’ He smiled his broadest smile and was rewarded with thankful nods from several of the more generously proportioned women whose décolletages trickled with perspiration.
Cavendish moved quietly, taking care his polished hessian boots on the floor should not spoil the music. He unfastened the latch. But, as he did so, his gaze like an eagle spotting a young rabbit was caught. The world, its noise and activity shrank down to the one spot across the way. For in front of an open french window stood an Adonis of a young man. And he was naked. Apart from a cloth no bigger than a handkerchief at his waist. Thinner than cheesecloth, the flimsy film tented teasingly, displaying the fact that even at rest, the boy possessed a cock to be treasured for its fullness – its ripe, hefty masculinity. The youth posed stock still, one sturdy leg at right angles to the other in the manner of a Greek god. Cavendish marvelled at the superb muscularity of his arm as it held aloft an upturned cornucopia filled with tumbling fruits. Cherries, purple grapes, peaches whose fuzzy blushing skin echoed the cheeks of the youth. For blushing he was. He did not look comfortable. Atop the youth’s sandy, sun-kissed waves had been perched a coronet of golden leaves. As Cavendish watched, mesmerised, he saw a hand grasping a paintbrush reach out and tilt the youth’s chin a mere fraction. The movement turned the youth’s face so that his delft-blue gaze settled upon Cavendish. Cavendish stood engrossed, enthralled by the man’s beauty. Those stunning eyes reeled his attention in as helpless as a fish floundering on a line. He had admired some comely women in his time, seen the beauties of the day strutting their charms along London’s expensive streets. But none had ever caused the blood to rush insanely to Cavendish’s loins in the way it did now. The azure eyes so direct, so searing in their intensity, pricked his animal desires. Cavendish looked closer and realised the boy stood in front of a mirror in which his buttocks were displayed in all their glory. Firm as an athlete’s, rigid as a stag’s; more delectable than the finest of cleavages. Cavendish’s cock stiffened instantly against his breeches. If it was the last thing he did, Cavendish knew he had to seek this young man out.

Unrequited lust is a powerful motivator and a fantastic way to keep you captivated with these two beautiful young studs. Cavendish is so conflicted, but no matter how much he lusts after Nathaniel, it is wonderful to see him keep trying to make things right for Arabella. I also like that Arabella is true to her sweet personality, and is very much deserving of Cavendish’s affections and consideration. This story is full of sexy little twists and turns, ensuring your enjoyment of every bump and jiggle along the way

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"I really enjoyed this story. A great HEA love story!" 4.5 out of 5

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Kitti Bernetti

Kitti Bernetti lives in London, the city she loves and spends inordinate amounts of time in the coffee shops of Soho and Covent Garden dreaming up stories. She finds writing erotica totally stimulating as it leaves her free to set her tales any time, any place, anywhere.

Kitti has written ghost stories, sci-fi, historicals, crime, paranormals, sheikh tales and richly rewarding romance. Reviewers have said: 'The sex [in Desert Nights] is hot, the story compelling, and the writing well above par. If you're looking for a quick read to excite you, pick this one up!' (ManOhMan), and 'Kitti knows how to pen a full bodied book like a fine wine, and in this case, she has managed it. Regency Nights is just that, it fills the senses with its excellent prose, sensual, and highly erotic sexual scenes.' ( Kitti is delighted to be part of The Secret Library and is already working on another novella this time set in the sultry backstreets of tropical Singapore.

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