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wished it was stroking her entire
body. The sun came down harshly on her; sweat trickled down to her
neck. Gasping and moaning, she continued masturbating; she felt
she’d stop breathing if Eldrich spent one more second outside of
her body. Chewing her lip, her insides burning she exploded.
“Eldrich, yes, Eldrich, yes, my prince!”
she screamed.
Despite being a virgin when she met
Eldrich, she was not naïve and had discovered how to release her
ever-increasing sexual tension some years earlier. She had even
stumbled upon servants in the kitchen or in the halls and she was
not ashamed to admit that she had not looked away, but rather
watched with jealous curiosity. For goodness sake, she had even
seen vegetables inserted into a woman’s….
     
***
     
She staggered onto the river’s bank and
then collapsed. Shivering, she quickly dressed and then threw on
her cloak. She’d rest for a little while and aim to catch up on her
sleep since night time was no longer for sleeping, a thought that
made her blush. Closing her eyes, she drifted into slumber. At this
moment, she and Eldrich were one.
Ruffling leaves startled her. Opening her
eyes, she jumped to her feet, ready to yell for help.
“Who’s there,” she asked.
“No one you know,” a man said, coming from
behind a tree.
“I’ll scream,” she said, scanning the bank
for a stick, a rock, anything with which she could defend
herself.
“Have I threatened you?” he asked,
advancing to her.
“You’re not wearing any clothes,” she said,
bending down to pick up a stick.
Grinning he said, “I’m not going to hurt
you. My goodness why would I want to do such a thing? Besides even
if I did, I’m afraid that scrawny stick wouldn’t be much of a
protector. I’m sorry if I’m too blunt.”
She glanced at the stick and was instantly
embarrassed. And not just because of its size but because it
reminded her of the night Eldrich had teased her with a stick,
threatening to push it into her while on the roof of his
house.
“You’re not correct about my attire,” he
looked down at himself, “I’m sure I’m wearing trousers. Do you not
see them?” he asked, with a wicked laugh.
Lela gave his trousers a glance, noticing
the thickness between his legs. Flushing, she cleared her throat
and centered her eyes on his bare chest. He had a cross necklace
around his neck. Crosses were not permitted in the Kingdom of
Barmoth. Her father despised the God of the Cross. The night her
mother vanished, he had prayed to the God of the Cross and begged
him for her safe return. His prayer went unanswered and days later
he put forth a law prohibiting crosses. A death sentence awaited
anyone caught with one. And here was this man displaying a cross
without regard.
“Who are you?” she asked, her stare on the
cross.
“Does this offend you?” he asked, pointing
to his necklace.
Swallowing, she said, “Crosses are
forbidden.”
Taking it off, he asked, “By whom?”
“You can’t be serious,” she said with a
slight chuckle.
Letting it dangle from his hand he said,
“I’m entirely serious. Now tell me, why do you believe them to be
forbidden?”
She seemed destined to continue meeting
strange men in the forest.
“Quit your ignorance. Why are you stalking
me?”
“My, you’re a vain woman.”
“Then why are you out here?” she asked,
frowning.
“Forgive me, I didn’t know the forest
belonged to you,” he said with a smirk. Picking up a stone and
tossing it into the river, he then said, “I’ve learned two things
today. One, crosses are forbidden and two, you’re the owner of the
forest.”
    Blushing she said, “I
should be on my way.” This strange man was not from Barmoth. But
why was he here? Lela knew of other kingdoms but they were
far, far away. And
besides, no one dared enter Barmoth without first sending a letter
requesting permission. And she could not imagine her father
granting this man consent to come into Barmoth.
“I’m sorry I frightened you,” he