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one you’re seeking, I’m afraid I  can’t help you.”

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    Lacey Alexander
    The warrior didn’t move or speak for a moment, as if he didn’t quite believe Garon.  But Garon stood his ground. They had no reason to suspect him other than his establishment being only one of few open after darkness fell in Myrtell. “A lot of places a girl could hide out there in the dark,” he said easily, motioning beyond the walls of the tavern. “And if the girl you described had come in here…well, I think I’d have noticed her, don’t you?”
    Slowly, Enrick’s head man seemed to relax, his companions following his lead. “I guess we’d better get back to the search,” he said to them.
    Garon gave a somber nod. “Good luck to you.”
    The large fellow nodded briefly in return, then herded his small band back out the open door into the night. The string player in the corner slowly began strumming a sensual tune once more and it seemed a cue for the tavern to resume activity. Sima and  Janya smiled at each other and exchanged a sensual tongue kiss that lifted his cock. Or maybe it was on the rise for some entirely   different   reason. A reason that waited in his bedchamber this very second.
    Rather than head back there just now, though, he waited. Reached for his goblet and took a long swallow of sweet, grainy ale. Watched his customers delight over the female entertainment. Looked back to the girls to see darkly-complexioned Sima recline  Janya across the wooden table and ease her way down generous curves, kissing Janya’s stomach, then parting her legs to reveal hair as red as that which adorned her head.  Pink flesh jutted from between and every man’s gaze was riveted, waiting for Sima to lick it.
    It was a performance Garon had seen many times, but he never tired of it.
    Part of him couldn’t quite believe he’d just put his life on the line by lying to  Enrick’s men about—dear Ares—the ruler’s daughter. He was actually harboring a royal runaway. Worse yet, one who still possessed the bride price between her legs.  And he’d told her he wanted her   body ? What had he been thinking?
    Well, it was more what his cock had been thinking, he supposed. He’d suffered the same reaction he would have to   any   pretty girl. Only he should have ignored it this
    time.
    Turn her out now and you might still get out of this alive.
    Yes, that was what any sane man would do.
    He didn’t know why she was hiding, but he’d made the mistake of agreeing to help her, and now—not from kindness, but from a healthy sense of self-preservation—he was going to deny himself the enticing curves he’d seen under that shimmering green fabric and send her on her way.
    As soon as he watched Sima and Janya eat each other’s delectable cunts, that was.  He’d never been very skilled at denying himself anything when it came to women.
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    22

    Carnal Sacrifice
    Laela lay flat on her back beneath the bed where Baelor had unceremoniously shoved her. She couldn’t hear anything through the door other than muffled voices. Her skin prickled—from the raw fear of being discovered, and also from the deal she’d made with her fantasy lover. Garon.
    A fantasy not for very much longer, it would seem. Soon she would know what it was to fuck him. The thought shriveled her fear a bit, and transformed her tension into anticipation. Even lying in the dark, under the bed, her body still tingled, her breasts aching pleasantly with want and her cunt seeming to tickle.
    He was just as handsome as she remembered. Dark blond hair fell over his forehead and down onto his neck, dimples shone in his cheeks when he cast those wicked little smiles of his, and she’d never been close enough before to see the scintillating sparkle in his eyes, but it had nearly been enough to bury her.
    In one way, she couldn’t quite believe what she’d agreed to, yet in another, it had been easy. Yes, she was nervous about their arrangement, but