I’ve updated my review of this beloved book, based on a recent re-read. Same rating, just a few new thoughts :-)
2nd read : Dec. 5-9, 2016:
*happy, happy sigh* I am not normally a re-reader of books, no matter how much I love them. I make an exception for Alexis Hall though. And this was just as beautiful in every way as it was the first time.
In re-reading this, I was struck anew, as I am every time, by the distinctive way he writes scenes of physical intimacy. Intimacy being the key word, because while they’re beautifully sensual, they’re so much more. There’s always such vulnerability, such exquisite tenderness co-mingled with that sensuality. It’s a real *cough* hallmark (sorry!) of this author’s work.
Like this description of a kiss: "His tongue, at last, entered her, warm and supple and not invasive at all, but when she pushed back, he yielded back, and suddenly she was deep in his mouth, and oh, oh, it was hot in there, hot and soft, all clinging velvet. This secret, waiting place inside him, like delving into the heart of a fig."
“heart of a fig” – omg! <3
Or this most ridiculously moving & romantic description of a man’s cock: “She closed her hand around . . . around it. His member. And was shocked and excited by the heat of it, the way it was hard and tender at the same time, pulsing softly against her palm as though it possessed a heart of its own.”
And this: “But he came to pleasure like an opium addict to his pipe, and Jones broke him with ecstasy.”
And this loveliness:
“How does it feel?” She had not intended to utter the thought aloud –– but there it was.
“What?” Arkady’s voice was slurred, as though he was pleasure-drunk, already half-asleep.
“To have a man inside you.”
“Well, I rather enjoy it.” She thought that was going to be all the answer he would grant her, but then he continued. “Like you’re holding his heart in your hand.”
<3<3<3<3<3
But beyond that, there’s also this. In reviews I'm always looking (usually in vain) for some pithy way to sum up a books central . . . I want to say "premise", or "message", but those aren’t the right words . . . it’s more like, just what the book is, what it’s about, it’s essential character. Perhaps the soul of the book? And while I can usually feel it, it so often seems to be something I can’t put my finger on, or put into words. But this time, I think the book itself gave me the words: “She was Prometheus, and this was stolen fire.”
Yes, I think that’s it. All these characters are Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods. Sometimes fearfully, but still courageously, defying social convention, public opinion, the powers of a world that would deny it them, to seize their own happiness. That’s what I take from this book, in the end. And it’s something I find, for many reasons, even more moving and meaningful today than it was the first time I read this story.
This is a beautiful book. And still free everywhere :) So go read it, if you haven't already.
(Original review below)
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First read: Dec. 7-11, 2014
This is just an absolutely fantastic book! Just a few quick impressions, but this book is just beautiful, romantic, funny, sexy, & so much more. Quite deeply moving. Who else but Alexis Hall could reduce me to tears over the color of a silk waistcoat? Twice? And there were a couple of scenes that made me so *proud* of the characters that I felt like crying & standing up to cheer at the same time.
Also, I haven't read a lot of MMF, but I've read some & this is definitely the most love-centric one I've ever read. Typically, seems to me anyway, the central point of these dynamics seems to be the just the hawtness of it all. And while this is certainly all that (wo-ow!), it's so much more than that. But then, naturally, this author would never write anything merely typical!
I am also immensely moved by the fact that this wonderful book is the author's gift to us. It's just the most amazing, generous thing.