appeared before her. One after the other they flashed into
the cave, seemingly from thin air.
One of them wrapped its long bony-clawed fingers around her
wrist. Elise looked down to see the tiny beast smile up at her with a
serrated toothy grin. If he didn't look so devilish, she would have
actually considered him somewhat cute. For some reason, the little
gargoyle's touch seemed to comfort her. She found herself smiling
back at him.
Two of his companions joined him and grabbed hold of her arms,
lifting her off the ground. They flew her to the far corner of the cave
and settled her down gently, taking great with her comfort was That
done, the three little gargoyles joined twelve more in the center the
cave. A second later, they dove at the bails of golden straw and piles
of stone.
Like tiny silver flashes of light, they swarmed over her task. Elise
could not believe how fast the tiny creatures worked. Soon hundreds
of golden baskets littered the cave's dirt floor. The stones incredible
transformed into glittering heaps of diamonds, rubies, emeralds and
sapphires.
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Elise had no idea how the tiny creatures could create jewels from
stone. She witnessed a few of them simply spit fire at the stones,
engulfing the piles in blue white fire. Once the fire receded, jewels
lay before them.
Her thoughts turned to Damien and his incredible power. Sudden
warmth filled her and she clasped the pendant, holding it close to her
heart. She wondered what the lord was doing now. Closing her eyes,
she tried to imagine the handsome Lord of Darkhaven.
Her body tingled with titillating vibrations. Elise could see him in
her mind's eye, lying on his bed, legs spread apart. His hand firmly
stroked that gloriously large male part. She shuddered remembering
the feeling of his cock plunging in and out of her sex. How the
thickness and length filled her walls, rubbing the most sensitive parts
of her body.
A look of tortured pleasure twisted Damien's features. His chest
heaved up and down, in harmony with his stroking.
Ahhhh Elissee
The deep whispered voice surrounded her. It was so close that she
could almost feel the hot breath on her neck. A strange sensation
vibrated through her body. She no longer sat on the dirt floor of a
cave. Standing up, Elise looked around. The walls looked familiar.
She knew instantly it was Darkhaven castle.
The hallway she found herself in was long and dimly lit. The
sconces lining the wall gave just enough light, for her to make out a
door at the far end.
An inexplicable urge to open the door and see what was on the
other side pulled her down the hall. She didn't feel any fear, only a
strange curiosity and powerful need to move forward. The tugging in
her gut fluttered lower, rolling along the walls of her cunt and causing
tiny spasms of arousal to flow like a river between her thighs.
The closer she got to the door, the heavier her arousal became.
Heat coursed through her body. By the time she reached the door,
Elise felt the sure signs of pending orgasm just out of reach. God she
needed Damien.
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Steading her breath, Elise grabbed the doorknob and opened the
door. She stepped into the largest library she had ever seen. Three
walls of the room were lined with shelves that reached at least twelve
feet high and were packed with books, extending the enter length of
wall.
In the center was a simple maple wood desk. A smaller bookshelf
stood directly behind the desk, next to a tall armoire.
Damien sat at the desk. He had his head bent forward as though
concentrating intently on something. Some type of scroll sat spread
on his desk. His hair fell over his face and shoulders in a tangled
mass, and his shirt lay open all the way to his abdomen, exposing a
delicious expanse of muscled torso. Books and crumpled paper
littered the floor around his feet.
Elise licked her lips and her pulse quickened. Damien slowly lifted
his head. A look of utter despair took