About The Butcher and the Beast
Written by Sean Michael
86 pages / 32500 words
ISBN: 1-933389-66-4
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc
Stephen is a doctor, a practical man who wishes his sister wouldn't worry so about the pirates that plague their island home. So it's ironic that Stephen himself is set upon by just those pirates, who carry him off to heal their wounded captain.
John is a pirate Captain, master of his fate, and used to getting what he wants. And he decides he wants Stephen, even when the good doctor wants nothing more than to run away from him. Can the beast convince the doctor the sailors call the butcher to stay with him?
Review
Laura Baumbach's Review for 'The Butcher and the Beast' by Sean Michael.
Kidnapped from his comfortable life and bright future as physician to the local Governor and betrothed to the wealthy man's daughter, a young, straight-laced doctor with few life experiences becomes the prisoner of a wounded pirate captain. Duped into tending the wounded pirate until the man is ''done with him'' the naive doctor becomes the captive object of the uncouth, but attractive man's intimate affections.
The doctor, or 'Butcher', as the captain and crew of the pirate vessel refer to him, is appalled and offended at first, and fights the domineering, but still alluring, captain tooth and nail. His feisty, but fruitless efforts only make him more appealing to the Beast, as the doctor dubs him, who has a fondness for a challenge. The Beast is used to taking what he wants when he wants it, but this time, he is clever enough to draw his new conquest to him by using the doctor's own newly awakening desires.
Despite his partially successful attempt to force the pirate to
release him at sword point, the young doctor still can't keep himself from tending the wound he inflicted on the Beast himself, further entrancing the pirate. Over time, gradually undone by the Beast's insistent, pleasurable touches, convincing words, and his own budding sexual needs, the Butcher grows to enjoy and desire the frequent sexual advances until he finds he has fallen in love with the Beast.
Similarly undone by the young Butcher's wit, good looks and feisty nature, the Beast is as smitten as his captive and he finds it's his own pirate heart that is held captive.
Sean Michael's ''The Butcher and the Beast'' captures the rough and dangerous times, weaving threads of life at sea as a pirate through a gloriously enticing tale of seduction and desire. The intimate scenes were fresh and convincing, blending a mix of experienced sexuality and strength with naive desire and awed self-discovery.
This is a hot, satisfying, unconventional love story wrapped in a rough and tumble pirate tale. I'll enjoy reading this one again and again.
Sample
''Stop hovering, Havers, and get me the thrice damned whiskey!'' The angry growl came from the direction they were going in and a sailor pushed passed them like the very devil was on his tail.
Oh, facing the bear in his den. Goodness. What tales he'd have to tell tomorrow over breakfast.
He was brought into a little cabin with barely enough room to stand upright. The bed and desk took up most of the space, his escort taking up most of the air in the small place. But it was the man on the bed who seemed to take up the most room.
Lying absolutely naked on the bed, the Captain filled it entirely with a long, muscled body. In fact Stephen was quite sure he'd never seen such an excellent specimen of humanity, even marred as the man was by a deep gash on his chest and a wound that looked to be made from a musket on his upper thigh.
''Good Lord.'' He went from Stephen to Dr. Grey in a mere heartbeat. ''I suppose clean bandages, soap and water, are out of the question? Cat gut -- you have supplies?''
''Havers,'' shouted the Captain. The sailor who'd pushed passed them came scurrying back with a bottle of whiskey. ''Get those lazy roustabouts to shore for whatever the butcher needs.''
''Wouldn't it be easier for both of us to return to my hospital?''
Their laughter was starting to become very annoying.
''Just tell Havers what you need,'' the Captain ordered.
''There is a black bag. I require that. The bottles of laudanum. Soap. Bandages. Cat gut and needles. Ether. Please, no one knows better than myself where the supplies are kept. Let me return to fetch them.'' And scream and alert the navy. Rogues.
''Oh, I don't think so. Havers go get what he asked for. Take Ruby with you and try not to kill too many people while you're at it. I'd rather not have the entire navy fleet after us.''
The Captain pinned him with a sharp gaze from eyes the color of a bright blue sky. ''You know if I die so do you.''
''Pardon me?'' He swallowed hard, backed away a few steps. ''I say! I never asked to be brought to your aid.''
''Which would be why we've put in the caveat, now wouldn't it?'' The men laughed again and the Captain reached for the whiskey, downing a third of the bottle in two easy gulps.
''And if you die from overindulgence before proper supplies arrive? Am I to be held accountable for that?'' His knees were actually trembling.
The Captain laughed again, those blue eyes twinkling at him. ''My dear doctor, do you really think my men will know the difference?''
Beast.