My newest story, an erotic fantasy novella entitled, The Dragon's Mate, will be out later this week. I thought I'd share the first chapter for your reading pleasure. I'll be back later this week, of course, with much more, but for the moment, I hope you enjoy the sneak peek!
CHAPTER 1
Saelee sat on her bed, trying not to roll her eyes at the matron who scolded her. So what if she’d been caught sneaking out of the secret passage from her room, her cell? It’s not like she ever did anything that would get her in trouble. She simply needed to be out among people, have fun in a pub. She wasn’t going to lose her head and let a man take her maidenhood. No, that was reserved for the mysterious dragon, and she knew it.
“So close to your big day,” the matron, whose name Saelee had never bothered to learn, said. “Incredibly selfish. This kingdom is counting on you to break the curse.”
She blew out a breath. Close was an understatement. Tomorrow was her 20th birthday, and the day she would be led to the dragon’s cave to become his bride or meal or whatever. Yes, she was different from everyone else in the kingdom, as her blood glowed through her skin like fiery rubies since the day after her 19th birthday, but it didn’t mean she would be the one to end the curse. King Danyrd had been sending girls for years with no luck. Nor had the girls been seen again.
“We’ve positioned guards outside your little secret passageway, so don’t get any more ideas tonight. It was quite clever of you to send your handmaiden out on an errand, but she’s been instructed to not leave your side until you’re safely in the dragon’s custody.”
Nothing was said about the second secret escape, which led Saelee to feel comfortable in the knowledge that no one other than her and Viv knew about it. Not that she’d use it tonight, as she was resigned to her fate, but it was nice to know she would keep that secret. Besides, that way out, though the castle’s sewer pipes, proved much less pleasant than her preferred path.
Viv walked in and gave Saelee a wink. The errand, after all, to find out if there were any cakes left after dinner, had been Viv’s idea. It wasn’t an odd request, as the kitchen crew knew of Saelee’s sweet tooth, and it was the perfect opportunity for her to get one last night of freedom before her life as she knew it ended. Or maybe it would literally end tomorrow, which made the trip to the pub for drinking and dancing that much more important. Only bad luck ruined the ruse, as one of the off-duty castle guards had chosen that night to also hit the same pub. Of course he was one who knew her by sight over and above her ruby-red blood, and who felt it his duty to return her post-haste. Such was her lot in life.
“Ah, here’s your handmaiden now,” the matron said. “Vivian, you’ve been authorized to to tie Saelee to her bed if she gives you any trouble. She’s not to leave this room until the guards fetch her in the morning. Do you understand?”
“Oh, I may tie her down anyway,” Viv said. The look Viv gave her made Saelee’s lady parts tingle.
“Good,” the matron said. “You’re free to use your discretion. And Saelee, sleep well tonight knowing you are saving our kingdom. We know you’re the savior everyone has waited for.”
Saelee didn’t answer the awful woman, and after a few seconds of awkward silence, the matron left, offering up only a gruff, “Good night,” as she went. When she was gone, Viv strode over to Saelee and mashed her lips against hers, and then snaked her tongue into her mouth. After a brief but passionate kiss, she pulled away and smiled.
“Did you at least get your final drink?”
“No,” Saelee said. “The guard caught me right as I walked in. If I didn’t have bad luck, I’d have none at all.”
“Well, I’ll make sure you’re plenty lucky tonight,” Viv said, nudging Saelee down onto the bed. “It is your birthday tomorrow, and I should gift you a present.”
Viv dropped to her knees between Saelee’s legs and ran her hand up under her dress. When she found the top of her silk bloomers, she gripped the waist and pulled them down, eliciting a gasp from Saelee. When they were off and on the floor, Viv again moved up her dress, this time leading with her mouth, kissing and nibbling the tender skin of her inner thighs.
“Yes, this is the gift I crave,” Saelee said in a throaty whisper as Viv hovered over her neatly trimmed maidenhood. They groomed each other weekly as they both found a soft, velvety flower much more enticing than a tangle of wild weeds.
Saelee had to hold back a squeal of delight as Viv’s tongue traced along her opening, occasionally dipping in for nectar. How she wished Viv could ram a finger or two into her depths, but they couldn’t chance busting the proof of her virginity. That, alas, was for the dragon to take, if he even did before devouring her in a way much less pleasurable than what Viv now did.
Viv alternated between slow, sensual nibbles of her folds, and fast, frantic licks of her pleasure button. Before long, Saelee couldn’t hold back the flood of an orgasm, and she gripped Viv’s head through the fabric of her dress to hold her in that power spot. She screamed out a “Yes,” and was glad the thick door and walls didn’t allow much sound to escape.
When her pleasure had washed over her, she pulled Viv out from under her skirt and up to cuddle. They shared light kisses as they basked in each other’s comfort. Before long, though, Saelee was ready to continue. She pushed into a sitting position and said, “My turn.”
“No need. That was my gift to you.”
“Then this will be a continuation of it. Instead of going under your dress, though, I want you to strip for me. Slowly. Like a brothel whore being paid by the hour.”
A sly grin slid onto Viv’s face. “And how, m’lady, if I’m a brothel whore, shall you be paying?”
All at once, with the stealthy swiftness of a cutpurse in the marketplace, the reality of tomorrow crashed down on Saelee, and tears poured from her eyes. “With your gruesome death alongside my own, I’m guessing,” she said between sobs.
Viv hugged her hard. “No, none of this is your fault. I was given the choice to stay behind, and I chose to accompany you. If the dragon does tear us to pieces before making us a light snack, it won’t be your fault. Besides, we’re only guessing that our death is the only outcome. You may break the curse, and then live like a queen. With me as your faithful handmaiden.”
That got Saelee to stop crying, and to even crack a smile. “You make it sound so possible, Viv. I suppose that outcome could happen, and while I hope for it, I won’t bother wishing.”
“Fair enough.” Viv hopped off the bed and went to the trunk at the foot. Saelee’s smile grew bigger, as she knew what Viv was after. When she returned with their wonderful toy, Saelee took it from her and both rushed to shed their clothes. The toy was a spike of pliable wood wrapped tight with succulent leather strips, worn to a smooth and soft texture. It had straps that wrapped around her waist and upper thighs so she could truly fuck Viv with it. There was even a small leather nub that lined up perfectly with her clitoris, so while she couldn’t experience the penetration, she still received more than enough pleasure.
She and Viv kissed, and then Viv dropped her mouth to Saelee’s breasts as she positioned the leather phallus and tightened the straps. When it was on, and already rubbing Saelee’s button in that oh-so-good way, she pushed Viv down on her back, and climbed to her face.
“Lick it. Get it slippery for your hole.”
Viv moaned and engulfed the leather stud in her mouth. She moved as if she were pleasuring a man, and it worked for Saelee, thanks to the nub on her end. Viv moved her hand up and down the shaft in a movement used to tease forth seed, and it worked in getting her saliva dripping all the way down. Saelee moved it from her mouth, climbed between her legs, and aimed it at her waiting flower.
Both moaned, and then their lips and tongues met. The leather phallus sunk all the way into Viv, and the nub pressed hard into Saelee’s button. They lay in each other’s arms, kissing hard. After a minute, Saelee pulled back, moving most of the leather tool out of Viv, and then drove it back in. They both squealed, and Saelee did it again. She then varied the length she slid from Viv’s wet folds, based on her moans, but never stopped smashing back in hard. Viv had confessed in earlier trysts that the hard thrust was her favorite part, and by the noises that came from her this time, it again proved true.
After a few glorious minutes of this, Viv shuddered hard in orgasm, and that, along with the constant rubbing of the nub on her pleasure button, triggered Saelee’s, as well. They clutched each other tight until their breathing returned to normal, and then Saelee pulled out of Viv. A few slow, sensual kisses later, she stood, cleaned off their toy, and put it back in the trunk that would leave with them in the morning. That might be the final time it would ever be used, but at least it had taken them both to the stars.
Saelee extinguished the lights and glided back to bed, her glowing blood shining through her skin and illuminating the room enough for her to have no trouble navigating back. Viv cuddled into her once she was down, and they shared one more kiss before drifting off to sleep. Saelee guessed she would have had trouble, but thanks to her soft red glow and Viv’s loving touch, she was deep in Slumberland before she knew it.
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