Two things up front: the title tells you everything you need to know about this erotic story and the cover model matches the character. You’re on board for both those things? Read on.
Lord Ashcroft believes he was put on this planet for two reasons and two reasons only: to paint and to sleep with as many women as humanly possible. The author says he was born “to rut” and I feel that is also some good shorthand for his character. Picture the dude in your mind who is titled, indulgent, adores women, and willingly refers to sex as “rutting” and I can almost guarantee your picture is correct. When we meet him, he’s having a bit of an inspiration dry spell. Enter our heroine, Patience.
Patience, when we meet her, is tired. Tired of physically trying to fit into a society built for smaller people, tired of waiting for her prince to come, tired of not liking herself. So, when the outlandish Lord Ashcroft gives her the chance to fulfill her wildest fantasies, she harnesses that exhaustion, throws caution to the wind, and embarks on his proposed plan. Essentially, he wants to paint her and in exchange, he’ll make her wildest sexual fantasies come true.
Still on board?
So from here it gets bawdy and filthy and erotic and fantasy personified. I’m not entirely sure some of the acts described are anatomically possible, I certainly worried about hygiene, but it felt more fantasy than anything I’ve read recently with a dragon. Not because I don’t believe that large women can’t have adventurous sex and insanely good orgasms (I actually bank my life on the fact that we can and should as often as possible) but because the place setting and the language just felt anachronistic so often that I was pulled out of the story. Once I decided this story existed in a world that never has, or ever probably will, I was able to loose myself a little.
Lord Ashcroft was still not my favorite hero – he bordered too much on alphahole and had some stalker tendencies and he was so into her so quickly that it felt like her body was an object of fetish rather than attraction. I loved that Patience found strength in her sensuality and how attracted Lord Ashcroft was to her, but otherwise was largely forgettable to me.
For me, erotica contains limited plot – just enough to set the scene – and then tons of sex. As a piece of erotica, this is delightful. Erotic romance, which is what this is marketed as, however, needs more of a plot and character development than this particular work has.
If you’re looking for good fat representation in hot sex, then this book is certainly the ticket. If you’re looking for good fat representation in a grounded story, then maybe give this one a skip.