Taming Red Riding Hood
Page 13
My inner walls started pulsing with pleasure. “Ahh…”
“You always come first,” he said. “How do you manage that?”
“I can’t help it…it’s because you’re so good. You always hit it right—there—yes…yesss…”
“Hmph. Come on, then, get on with it.” He gripped one of my breasts, giving it a good squeeze. “You taking that tea the midwife gave you? We don’t have room for more kits if we wanted them right now.”
“Yes.”
“I think I’d still better come in your ass.”
“Ooh. So dirty.”
“Aye, and you ask for nothing less.”
“You could come everywhere as far as I’m concerned. How long has it been since we’ve been this free to howl out our desires?”
He made a rumbling sound of pleasure against my ear and pulled out of my pussy, only to push his rigid manhood into the tighter hole above it. His cock was so slick with all my cum. I groaned, my arousal quickly stirring again as he claimed me there. There was nothing I loved more than for my mate to sate himself in my body, no greater pleasure than to feel his seed filling me up. I felt very awkward talking to the elven women because many of them didn’t take the same view of physical pleasures. They were nice enough too, but I still think I occasionally said something that made me sound more like an animal than a girl.
Well, it just couldn’t be helped.
“No pinecones on your head yet,” I said. “Perhaps your apology was accepted?”
“I don’t know if I dare to hope. I didn’t know what to say.” He frowned. “I’ll never know what to say, Fersa. How do you speak to a forest?”
“You told the truth. I suppose that’s all you can do.” I smiled faintly, thinking of all the truths I’d had to tell. In the end, Father and I were closer after I told him I wanted to marry Agnar, even though he was upset at first. Patrick was right. It was better to tell the truth.
We found our clothes—after a brief moment of horror that we had lost track of them—and dared to take a walk a little deeper in, until we reached the banks of a stream.
Agnar let go of my hand and ran to the bank. He suddenly threw off his pants and shirt—so fast he ripped the buttons off, even though he was trying to save the clothes—turned into a wolf and sniffed the air.
I started pulling off my own dress, worried that he had seen or heard a danger. “What’s wrong?”
He changed back, his head slumped toward the icy waters. “I thought—I thought I caught Ergar and Garrin’s scent.”
“Oh…” I dropped down next to him, urging him away from the water. I didn’t want him catching cold.
“I know that’s impossible. But it was so strong…for a moment. The forest bears the memories of ghosts.”
“Maybe it isn’t just a ghost…look!”
He lifted his head.
On the opposite bank, through the trees, the form of a blue stag stood before us, although no one had seen one close to the city in many years—its fur a striking color of soft bluish gray, its great horns a polished black. The great guardian of the forest inclined his head. And for a moment, I caught a scent on the wind myself, the scent of the only person so dear to me that I still could hardly bear her loss. I understood. The forest was giving us a gift.
“Agnar…I think you are forgiven.”
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Fairy Tale Heat Series
Every book is standalone and can be read in any order, although some characters might pop up in later books!
Book One: Beauty and the Goblin King
Book Two: These Wicked Revels (A retelling of The Twelve Dancing Princesses)
Book Three: Rapunzel and the Dark Prince
Book Four: The Beggar Princess (A retelling of King Thrushbeard)
Book Five: The Goblin Cinderella
Book Six: The Mermaid Bride
Book Seven: Tasting Gretel
About the Author
Lidiya Foxglove has always loved a good fairy tale, whether it’s sweet or steamy, and she likes to throw in a little of both. Sometimes she thinks she ought to do something other than reading and writing, but that would require doing more laundry. So…never mind.
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