Pharaoh (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 49,782
7 Ratings (3.9)

[Siren Allure: Erotic Historical Romance, Interracial]

Newly-crowned Pharaoh Khai I is coerced by his Grand Vizier Azar to find a bride, but Khai has more important things to do, like practicing for his upcoming coronation. Azar and Khai’s mother, Queen Hathor, take the matter out of his hands and secretly send out private invitations to the young available princesses in the world to come and dance for the new Pharaoh’s hand in marriage.

Khai learns of the invitations after the dancers have performed for him, and he has to admit that there were some delightful candidates. But he considered none of them as beautiful as Princess Zuri of Nubia, who refused to dance for him. Azar considers the refusal an insult to the kingdom and an embarrassment to the new Pharaoh, so in order to save face, Khai orders Zuri to return to the palace and dance for him at his birthday party.

Headstrong and fiercely independent, Zuri Bassey did not want to dance for Khai because she refuses to be put on display just to appease a man's ego. Her mother learns of the refusal and insists that Zuri fix what she has broken. Zuri has never disobeyed her mother before, so she returns to Egypt to dance for Khai. How did she know that she would turn on not only Khai, but every man in the room, except the former Vizier who was old enough to be her grandfather?

Azar has loved Princess Zuri since they were kids, but unfortunately Zuri hates his guts. So many years have passed since he’d seen her that he had no idea she had grown into such a lovely woman. Had he known, he would not have sent out those invitations. All it took was one steamy look from the beautiful African princess to make him lose his mind. He had to have her in his bed, no matter what the cost. Was one night with her worth breaking a friendship bond he and Khai shared for years?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Pharaoh (MF)
7 Ratings (3.9)

Pharaoh (MF)

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 49,782
7 Ratings (3.9)
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Cover Art by Jinger Heaston
Firstly, I love historical romances with black heroines, though very few authors write for this particular genre. There was a slight problem with continuity as it pertained to the sisters ages and when Khai met them as adolescents, but it didn't detract much from the story. I do think Zuri's initial demands and behavior as a woman of that period were questionable. Khai's personality was not as fleshed out or as Alpha as I like my heros to be, but I did believe in his feelings towards Zuri. There were also secondary characters engaged in side romances within the story. 3 1/2 stars..

***the book is 181 pages with 173 actual story pages on adobe reader***




Khai took her arm and led her around the rest of the palace, showing her where he and Asar and the other council held meetings. He stepped through the door of a huge suite. “This is where I lay,” he informed her. Zuri hesitated a bit before following him in. Two or three young women busied themselves cleaning and dusting.

“Peace be with you,” one of them greeted.

“And upon you be peace,” Zuri told her. The young woman smiled and left the room with the other two in tow. “They certainly are nice.”

“They want to make you feel welcome. Come, let me show you the view.” He walked her over to the wall, and he showed her the Nile.

“One floor up does make a difference. You can actually see the top of the water.” Zuri sighed. “It’s beautiful at night with the waves and tides coming onto shore.”

“I wish I had the power to widen the Nile for your people. It would help with irrigation and allow you to do a lot of farming.”

“You cannot change what Amon has created. There must have been some reason why he built it the way he did.”

“Or why he gave Nubia such glorious wild animals and mines filled with precious treasure.”

“I figure he did it to give both countries something to talk about. If we both had the same things, life would be boring.”

“You are a philosopher. “

Zuri smiled. “I just speak with what I feel in my heart.”

If he did that, she would not leave his suite of rooms. “Would you care to see the grounds? It’s a bit dark, but I think we can manage.”

“I’d like that,” she said. She walked away from him and through the door.


* * * *


It was a beautiful night. The stars shone brightly in the sky, and the guards peered down on them from their towers. The palace was impressive even at night. Tall columns decorated with etchings of scarabs and fish were built around the entire building. Monuments of long dead pharaohs and huge obelisks and temples stood out in the foreground. There wasn’t much grass, but there was sand as far as the eyes could see.

“I should like to take you to the Great Temple Complex of Karnak. It’s a grand conglomeration of temples, chapels, pylons and other buildings. It’s not too far away.”

“It’s getting late.”

“Are you tired?”

“No, but you must have something better to do.”

“If I did, I would be doing it.”

“Could we do it tomorrow? It’s been a long journey from Kush.”

“Yes, I apologize. It’s just that I was thinking about your fascination with religion, and I thought you might like to see it.” He escorted her back into the house. “Is there something else you might want to do before you retire?”

“A swim would be nice.”

“Ah, finally something we have in common.”

He tried hard to make conversation, but she was not being a very good guest. Maybe she should have gone with him to Karnak. She heard it was a lovely place. She and Najre were only going to be there for a couple of days, and they might as well take in the sights. It might be a long time before they made it to Thebes again.

“Do you have something to swim in?” he asked.

“Not really but I think I can find something.”

“Just ask Bast. She is knowledgeable of these things.” He quickly pulled her up the stairs, giddy like a child. He deposited her on her floor. “I’ll meet you at the pool. Bast will show you the way.”

Bast found her a short, sheer, white pleated linen gown that fit perfectly, and then she led her through the palace out to the pool. Khai was there swimming laps. Bast bowed and hurried back inside the palace, leaving the two of them alone.

“You look beautiful,” Khai replied.

“It’s a little different than I’m used to.” She dove into the water and swam around.” She went under and stayed for a few minutes before surfacing. Khai was there to greet her.

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. “You’re a very good swimmer.”

“My father taught me. He said it was a good thing to know. He threw Najre and me into the river when we were babies. My mother used to tell me the story. She started screaming, and he laughed and dived in after us.”

He chuckled. “That sounds horrifying.”

“I do not remember, but since I am here, I guess I did not drown.” She wiggled out of his arms and swam away. “Would you care to race?”

Khai dove back under and came up spouting water. “I’ll race you to the other side of the pool.”

The two of them swam, and with luck, she beat him to the other side. Zuri laughed and teased him for losing to a girl. Khai swept her up into his arms and bounced her on the water, splashing both of them. She did not know when she laughed so much. And then he did an unspeakable thing. He kissed her.

Khai’s lips bore down on hers, covering them completely. His tongue moved slowly inside her mouth. The sensuality of the act startled her. She had never been kissed before, and it was strange to her. The blood pounded at her temples, and an unwelcome blush crept up her cheeks. Not knowing what to do with her arms, she brought them around his massive neck. Khai deepened the kiss, moving his lips against her slowly. Conflicting emotions ran through her that alternately thrilled and frightened her. His manhood pushed against her stomach. Zuri gasped, and he broke the kiss. A wave of apprehension swept over her as he looked into her eyes. Zuri backed out of his arms and swam to the safety of the edge of the pool.

He swam over to her. “What is wrong now? You act as though you have never been kissed before.”

His caustic tone made her flush in shame. “Do not be silly.”

He touched her cheek. “You are blushing.”

Zuri knocked his finger away. “I am not.” The embarrassment quickly turned to annoyance. She tried to swim away again, but he caught her before she could. He pulled her to him, pressing her heaving breasts against his chest.

“Your first kiss. I am honored.” He lowered his lips to hers again, this time kissing her deeply and passionately.

Zuri swooned in his arms, succumbing to all the emotions roaring through her body. The air around them turned hot, even though they stood up to their waists in water. Khai’s lips burned a trail down her neck, landing just at the top of her breasts.





Khai got to his knees and looked down on the beautiful Nubian. Her slightly parted lips were still swollen from his kisses, the nipples of her breasts erect and begging him to continue nursing from them. She laid waiting for him to take her, knees raised and slightly rigid. The bud of her womanhood peeped at him from beneath a shelter of light brown hair. Khai ran his tongue across his top lip at the tantalizing sight. He had come too far to stop now. Khai nudged himself between her thighs. Zuri squirmed. Slowly his hands moved downward, skimming either side of her body to her thighs. He grabbed her hips and slid her forward until sex touched sex, and then he took her. She gasped in sweet agony as he slid into her wet crevice, ridding her of her maidenhead. The sound filled him with such great joy.

“Oh, Khai.” A moan of ecstasy slipped through her lips. He sensed the awakening flames within her. Passion radiated from the soft core of her body as she relaxed and matched his movements. Her back arched as he delved deeper. She was so tight and fragile, he was afraid that he would split her. He watched her eyes roll back and then close. She gnawed at her bottom lip with her teeth.

“How are you doing? Am I hurting you?”

The answer was garbled. “Um, no, ah.”

Khai smiled. It was like riding back and forth on a wave of warm liquid. He could not get enough of her. He wanted to go deeper, but he feared that if he did, their moment together would be over too soon. He withdrew most of his penis, allowing the head to remain just at her opening. Zuri wiggled. He growled, raised her hips again and sank back into her.

“Ooh,” Zuri moaned. “You are so thick.”

Khai raised himself and pumped into her.

Zuri opened her eyes and smiled up at him. “Pharaoh is very good at lovemaking.”

Khai chuckled. “Thanks, but you haven’t seen anything yet.” He stopped, withdrew, and flipped her over on her knees. “Pharaoh also knows how to be bad.”


* * * *


Zuri squealed as he entered her from behind, impaling her so she could not move. “Isis save me,” she moaned.

“Neither my sister nor your goddess is going to save you now,” he teased.

It felt like a branch of a cypress was inside of her. Khai’s penis was powerfully built, both fat and long, and it felt like he was trying to get every inch of it inside of her. The thought should have frightened her, but instead she waited for it to happen. She rocked back on him trying to encourage him to go deeper. Khai straddled her buttocks, balancing his weight, and began moving inside of her with quick stokes. “Oh, oh, oh.” What is happening to my body?

Khai withdrew again and slammed into her. “Ah!” She lost control, and her body erupted with a passionate flame that zipped through her from head to toe. She trembled and shook beneath him as he rode her harder. 

Khai roared triumphantly behind her, holding her up as she tried to collapse. “Do not die on me yet, little desert flower. The night is still young.”

Zuri smiled weakly. That was easy for him to say. Her body went limp as he continued to ride.

Khai withdrew, changed places and put her atop him. “Do with me what you will, Zuri. I am yours for the taking.”

Zuri looked down at his penis. It was sticky wet with her juices and still fully erect. She moved over it, grabbing it between her fingers tightly. Khai groaned.

“Squeeze it tighter. It will not break.”

Going on just gut instinct, Zuri wrapped both hands around the massive phallus and moved it up and down quickly.

“That’s it. Work those hands.”

The pharaoh of Egypt looked like a handsome, tormented demon while he lay there bathed in sweat. His massive chest rose and sank as he concentrated on what she was doing to him. Zuri rubbed and manipulated the head with the fingers on one hand while squeezing his huge ball sac with the other. Khai continued to moan, rotating his hips slowly as he made love to her hand. She let her hand slide down the long length. Hard veins throbbed under the skin. She worked that area for a couple of minutes to see if she could get a reaction from him. His hips buckled beneath him, and his eyes flew open.

“You have magical fingers, Princess Zuri.”

Zuri smiled.

“And a lovely mouth.”

 She lowered her mouth on the head of his penis.

“Ah!” It was loud enough to wake the entire palace.

Try as she might, she could not take all of it in. Instead, she chose to enjoy what she could. The sweet taste of both of their sexes intermingled in her mouth. Zuri sucked harder, bringing a strangled reaction from Khai. Her jaws ached, but she did not stop once she learned that this pleased him.

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