EXTRACT FOR
Gift of Perversion
(Faye Valentine)

"If I haven't fallen for that trick in four hundred years what makes you think I'll fall for it now?" Turning to grab the weapons from the floor, he stopped mid-stride as a hand grabbed his crotch from behind. Despite years of physical training and mental conditioning he throbbed in her hand and he knew without a doubt that she felt it. Her body suddenly pressed against his. Her hand snaked down the front of his pants, lithe fingers wrapping around their target.

"We're all alone, Raibyn. No one will ever have to know. Don't deny it. I feel you throbbing in my hand. And what's this?" she purred, her index finger sliding along the tip. "Mmmm...you are excited aren't you?" Instinctively increasing the potency of her pheromones, she reached around with her free hand and unbuttoned his pants. Sliding in front of him, she dropped to her knees and looked up into his dark green eyes. "I'm at your mercy, Master of the Guard. And all alone in this very private room you could do whatever you wanted and no one would ever hear my screams." Tugging his pants down, her head sprang back in surprise at the size of him. Sure, he felt big in her hand, but seeing it up close and very personal was an entirely different matter.  "I...I don't have to remain a virgin." Leaning in, she paused never having done anything like this before, and then long elven tongue licked along his hardness to the drop formed at the tip. 

Heart pounding so hard she could hear it, Avina stood and practically tore her clothes off revealing her nakedness to a man for the first time in her life. Remembering the time she walked in on one of her maidens having sex with one of the guards, she got onto her hands and knees and lowered her head to the floor. "Please, Raibyn, this is the only way for me to avoid a fate far worse than death. I don't want to go through the Par'teQ. I don't want to leave the Hold and live amongst the other races. I want to remain here with you where it's safe." Looking back over her shoulder she continued. "Please, if there's even the tiniest shred of a heart still beating in that well-toned chest, claim me as your own."

His heart going out to the unmistakably scared princess, Raibyn took three steps forward and looked down at the perfection that was her body. When the tip of his rough finger touched her back she flinched but otherwise remained still. Tracing the longest of the slightly raised, vine-like patterns in her skin that marked her as royalty, he watched another bead form on the tip of his manhood and for a brief moment time stood still and he saw their lives together. He saw the seven sons and four daughters they would have and the cozy home deep in the forest where they would live long and happy lives together.