A Shadow Thief's Magic

by D. R. Rosier

  He thought he’d be happy with this, and of course, Katy. He had no qualms about giving up the life of a thief, and being spymaster and his wife’s advisor would keep him more than busy.

  He was interrupted by a maid, “It’s time sir.”

  He stood and created an illusion of a mirror to make sure his clothes were still in good order. The clothes he wore were very fine and appeared to have survived a couple of hours of work in his office. He had no doubts about Katy, but he’d been a little nervous on his wedding day regardless. After the royal maids dressed him in this outfit he decided to get a little work done instead of pacing.

  “Thanks Sara,” he said lightly, “Lead on.”

  The young woman blushed and curtseyed before escorting him to the throne room. He’d made a point to learn all the names of the servants that served him and Katy, he wasn’t quite there yet, but he knew most of them on sight. He’d been uncomfortable with it at first, especially the first time they dressed him, and they didn’t seem to know how to deal with such a polite man who was about to be prince consort. They’d figure it out.

  When he reached the throne room, she brought him up to the front of the crowd. He stayed there and watched as an old man who was a priest of some kind, clergyman for the gods, got started. The first part where she’d be crowned he had no part in.

  Katy looked… regal and elegant. He could feel his heat beat speed up and had eyes for no one else in the room. She had a long flowing light purple dress on, her hair was up in a sophisticated bun, and she was wearing a small amount of makeup. She was absolutely stunning, even more so than usual. When she glanced his way, she smiled at him with that smile that was only his.

  After leading her through the oath, the old man handed her the scepter, which immediately burst into light and though he saw the complex illusion play out a battle from the first war, a constant reminder of the danger to the south, he never really looked away from Katy. When the illusion played out the old man spoke.

  “Katherine Alaina Lendaran of the royal line of Lendaran, I hereby recognize you and crown you in the eyes of the gods,” he put a coronet on her head, “All hail the queen of Lendaran.”

  The old man, and everyone in the room including him knelt and bowed their heads.

  Katy’s voice was strong and confident as she called out for them to rise.

  He couldn’t really remember all that happened next. There were oaths given that held real weight, and powerful magic that filled them both, it all seemed a bit surreal and maybe it was partially his nerves. There was even something about her still being a virgin in there somewhere, but all he could remember with crystal clarity was the look in her eyes as they gave those oaths. They sparkled with the love, joy, and awe that he felt in his own heart as she gave herself to him, and he was sure it showed in his own eyes as well.

  He was hers and she was his, he’d do his best to make sure she’d never regret it.

  There was a reception dinner of sorts, and he met a number of nobles and even ambassadors who were present from other kingdoms. It seemed interminably long and both Katy and himself kept exchanging glances and touches, trying not to make their desire to escape back to the royal suite too obvious. They’d been waiting patiently, for the most part, to finally join their bodies together in love.

  They escaped as soon as they could without causing an incident, and he wasn’t sure which of the two of them were more eager to get to the bedroom. When they got back in the royal area and started up the stairs Katy broke the sexually charged silence.

  Katy said softly, “I love you Daniel. I wonder sometimes, if that’s why you were chosen by the gods, not because you were a thief, but because of what we now share.”

  He smiled, “I love you too Kat. It’s possible, maybe it’s both, who said they had to have only one reason to choose me? Whatever it is, I’ll be thankful for it for the rest of my life.”

  It probably was true. He’d been terrified the whole time with Lianeth, afraid he’d be crushed by him like a bug underfoot. The bravery he needed to take action had come from the fact that he was willing to die for her, that he loved her and she meant more to him than his own life. He was pretty sure he’d have been frozen in that moment otherwise. Had the gods seen that, and known what would be needed? He didn’t know, he hadn’t even believed in gods until the beautiful woman on his arm had summoned him into this world.

  He stopped thinking about it when they got into what was now their suite. He barely noticed the couches, fireplace, and artwork around the room as she twisted toward him and claimed his lips with her own. She sighed in pleasure into his mouth as her body melted against his and then rubbed up against him, stimulating his sex through their clothes.

  He was captured by her gaze as she broke the kiss and started to unbutton his shirt. The love and heated lust in her eyes was an echo of his as he worked on loosening the ties of her dress. Her dress flowed off her body into a pile around her feet, and he took in the beauty of her young supple body as she pulled his shirt off.

  He smiled and asked, “Bedroom?”

  She cupped his neck and kissed him fiercely, her supple and warm breasts crushed against his bare chest, her hard nipples dug tantalizingly into his skin while she worked his pants loose with her other hand. He was overwhelmed by her sexily aggressive eagerness and he was tempted to just take her on the closest couch, but she was still a virgin, so taking her roughly or quickly was a really bad idea.

  They’d have plenty of time to experiment with positions and see just how naughty and wild his wife liked to get, but tonight he needed to be gentle, and make sure she enjoyed her first time.

  He scooped her up in his arms, making her squeak in surprise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He kicked his pants off and carried her to the bedroom.

  She smiled naughtily up at him, “I suppose the bed might help,” she said sultrily, and then started to kiss his neck and chest. She showed absolute trust in him and no fear, and he had to fight through his lust to be worthy of that. It wasn’t easy, she was so sexy, tempting, and desirable. He could already detect the scent of her arousal, and her soft lips sucking on his neck and shoulder was driving him insane. His heart raced, and his cock was already at full mast.

  He laid her on the bed and crawled in after, claiming her lips hungrily as his hunger and passion clouded his mind with lust.

  She whispered in a sultry needy voice, “I’ve been waiting for this for so long, I want to feel you in me, I want to feel you cum in me. I want to be yours in every way.”

  He moaned at her words as his manhood twitched and ached with that same need, but he kissed down her neck and slowly down her body. He’d need to get her ready for that, whether she knew it or not. Her soft supple body was responsive to his every kiss and caress, and when he wrapped his lips around her tightened nipples and lightly licked she gasped and arched her back.

  He ran his hand down her body, and her legs opened to him eagerly with just a light touch. She was so wet, more than ready for him as far as her silken liquid was concerned, to ease his passage. But she was so damned tight as he worked just one finger in. Her body squeezed his finger hard as he slowly worked it inside her slippery sex.

  He worked on her other firm perfect breast with his mouth as he started to work his finger in and out, slowly bringing her to her first orgasm. The soft undulating walls of her wet heat massaged and squeezed his finger in the bliss of silken warmth. He moaned softly at the thought of his manhood receiving that treatment as she trembled and came beneath his ministrations.

  She gasped, “I want you in me, now… please?”

  He kissed her breast and worked her sex, stretching her a little further and getting a second finger in.

  She gasped and her eyes widened as she thrust herself against his hand.

  He kissed his way back up and across her neck while continuing to please her with two fingers.

  He whispered, “I want it too, but I don’t want to hurt you, so this fi
rst time we go slow.”

  She said breathily as she reached down and started to lightly and teasingly stroke his cock with her fingers, “It’s okay, I know it will hurt, but only for a moment. Take me now my love,” and she gasped as her body trembled in bliss a second time on his fingers.

  He could feel her cream his hand and wished he was down there lapping it up. She was still incredibly tight, but he didn’t have to work nearly as hard to bury his two fingers so he decided to give her what they both wanted so badly right now. She was so beautiful as she looked up at him with nothing but naked desire as he knelt between her legs, pulled out his fingers, and positioned himself.

  His manhood was a lot bigger than two fingers, but he ran his tip up and down against her silky smooth hot labia, a feeling of euphoric pleasure started to build in him as he pushed his now lubricated tip into her sex. She was tight, but very wet and ready for him, so after some constant pressure his tip slipped into her velvety sheath.

  She gasped as she locked tightly around his bulbous head while he let out a moan of pleasure at the incredibly tight pleasure of her sex. That he loved her more than life made this so much more intense. He waited for a minute, for things to settle down, and then slowly started to rock his body in an minute manner.

  Her eyes were wide with the feeling of him as he slowly entered her, pausing often to let her get accustomed to it, until he hit her barrier.

  “Are you ready love, this is going to sting.”

  She smiled up at him, “So very ready.”

  He pushed forward violently, just far enough to rip through the thin barrier quickly and then stopped as her core locked down like a vice and she mewled in pain. He reached down between their bodies and started to play with her clit lightly with the pad of his thumb. Slowly she relaxed, and he heard a moan of pleasure come out of her parted lips as he worked her nub and her pain started to be overshadowed by pleasure.

  He started to rock again, slowly but surely burying himself until their bodies met. He closed his eyes and tried to control himself, the amount of pleasure from her tight warm sheath taking every inch of him was overwhelming. He was also waiting for the pressure to let up, he wasn’t sure he could even pull out right now. It wouldn’t take much to send him over the edge.

  He felt her relax, though she was still unbelievably tight and she whispered, “Now, I’m ready, take me and fill me.”

  Me moaned and felt him twitch inside of her. Her words weren’t helping his control at all. He started to saw in and out of her a little at a time, and over time his stroke increased both in length and speed. He continued to play with her clit as she dug her fingers into his chest, and soft breathless sounds of pleasure escaped her parted lips. He never once looked away from her eyes, which looked up at him in love as she surrendered her body to him in complete trust and pleasure.

  He held out long enough to bring her higher than her previous orgasms, and have her explode in pleasure beneath him. That was too much, his pleasure at bringing hers, the pleasure of her core increasing as she tightened and milked him harder with each stroke he took, he released what little control he had left and felt his balls tighten and his hard length expanded, stretching her open even further as he filled her hot sex with his seed for the first time.

  When they came down he lay beside her and gathered her in his arms.

  She smiled and kissed him lingeringly, “More please,” she said in a sultry voice.

  He grinned, “I’ll need a little more time to recover than that.”

  She sighed and stretched out, displaying her body in a lewd fashion, then she said softly while stroking him back to life, “Do you think I might get pregnant tonight, you know, when you shoot your hot seed into my willing and soft body?”

  She grinned naughtily as he grew at her touch and words, “Does that thought excite you love? It does for me too.”

  He was helpless under her intense hungry gaze as she pushed him onto his back, and mounted him. She was so sexy and beautiful beyond belief, as she impaled herself and rode him in a slow but very wanton fashion for their second round. It was going to be a very long night and he couldn’t think of anywhere he’d rather be.

  He was hers, she’d stolen the heart and soul of a thief, and he’d never been happier.

  Afterword:

  I hope you enjoyed Daniel’s story. I have no plans for another book taking place in this universe, but who knows, it could happen someday. If you can, please take the time to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads.

  About the Author: If you have any comments or suggestions you can send me an email at magicwrtr@gmail.com. I started out posting short stories online and at readers’ requests started to publish them. If you like my work, or even if you don’t, please consider leaving a review of this book.

  Other erotic fantasies by D. R. Rosier:

  Cirenthian Chronicles – Book one is Out of Darkness.

  Marcus, an ancient vampire, finds himself moved to another world where suddenly he is alive again, and magic is a known and powerful danger. No longer a vampire and dealing with emotions he hasn’t felt in over a millennium, will he be able to start a new life? This series is now complete.

  Necromancer Chronicles – Book one is The Necromancer.

  Vincent is a necromancer and has an even darker secret. Feared by the rest of the supernatural community he lives on his own, often struggling with his powers, and how to use them. But change is coming, and he will soon find himself dragged into the middle of a suspicious and untrusting community.

  Anise is a sorceress, but she has secrets of her own. She is an ancient being, who has walked the earth for time immemorial. She lives in a never ending cycle of life, forever watching those she dares to care about age and die. But she is about to find something new that will offer her hope, if she can live long enough to find it.

  Cytherean Chronicles – Book one is Flame of Cytherea.

  This two book series follows the chosen champion of a goddess, brought to her world and healed after he was mortally wounded on Earth. At first Justin is a little lost, not knowing anything about the world he finds himself in or even why he is there.

  Ashley’s Tale – This two book series follows the tale of a woman with unique parentage in a world greatly different from our own Earth. It is twenty five years in the future, and the supernatural have long since been exposed. Ashley must struggle with her conflicting nature to find a balance, and her hidden power, as she is taken unwillingly into an extraordinary destiny.

  Ashley’s Daughters – This three book trilogy is about Ashley’s three daughters. It’s about a new world of dragons, and a second new world of human mages and all the fallout involved. Of course, it’s also about them finding love, and their place in the worlds. It starts about twenty eight years after the end of Ashley’s tale.

  Sentient – This is the standalone book following an artificial intelligence from an advanced race, a man who comes back from war a little broken, and diverse others as the Earth itself is put into danger as they are dragged into an interstellar war against their will.

  More books can be found on my author’s page at amazon.com/author/drrosier

  Non-erotic Fantasy title:

  amazon.com/author/dlharrison

  The Formerly Dark Mage, by D. L. Harrison – This stand alone fantasy book follows the life of Silvia and takes place in a world unique and separate to our own.

  Silvia is a dark mage. Unfortunately she finds herself about to be sacrificed. Someone must have told her evil master about her plans to kill him and take over. After that, things just seem to go downhill. She has no choice but to escape the kingdom of Zual, something that to her knowledge has never been done before. She will need to deal with many issues she never had to face before.

  Among those issues, the white mages, and her conscience.

  Celia Winters Novels, by D. L. Harrison – This is an urban fantasy series. Celia is a witch who finds out she is so much more in the first book, Witch’
s Moon. There are no cliffhangers, and each book will be complete in itself, though because of character development and the timeline I’d recommend reading them in order.

  Book Description

  Daniel is a thief, and a good one. Mostly because he never gets too greedy, and he knows when to bail on a job when it starts to goes south.

  His life is about to change drastically. Enter a desperate sorceress, her loyal bodyguard, and the fickle choice of gods. He finds himself on a new world and is offered enough riches to last a lifetime if he can just pull off the impossible job. Unfortunately, this is one burglary he may not be able to just walk away from. Even stranger this world has magic, and other alien dangers he’ll have to either adjust to, or quite possibly end up dead.

  It will take all his skills, as well as some new magic, if he’s to have any chance of surviving.

  WARNING: This book is an erotica fantasy novel. If you are offended by explicit sex, do not buy this book. There are MF scenes of a sexually explicit nature.