To Claim the Elvin Princess: Apprentice

by Jack Bessie

  “How did you get here? I mean, Stonehenge is in England, on the other side of the ocean. I’m sure you don’t have any ID or documents...right?”

  “What are those?” she asked, puzzled. “I managed to get people to give me rides, and then traveled on an...airplane?”

  “You got on an airplane with no identification, no papers...no...I suppose you plan on returning the same way with me?”

  “Certainly! I have my magic and sorcery; what more might I need? No one will resist us, or say no!” Amein finally turned a bit, to look at his shocked face. “I can’t do the same to others of my kind, but humans are so easy to enchant!” she giggled.

  “How long did you spend looking for me? And how did you find me?”

  “Thirty days more or less. I too have a decent amount of farsight, and can sense...its like your essence...that part of your being that is from our father. I just kept moving in the general direction that I sensed you to be, and then once I got to this city, you were much stronger!” She looked guilty only a moment, before laughing delightedly.

  “I spotted you yesterday when you were leaving the place with all the big buildings...”

  “The college?”

  “Where you study? Yes! I followed you home, and then trailed you back today and waited. You are lucky I have the patience of a hunter!” she declared, playing with her hair.

  “Why?”

  “I wanted to just rip your clothes off and have you on the spot!” she confessed, nibbling her lip.

  “Really? Amein...where did you stay, and how did you manage to eat for a month, with no money?” he asked, suspiciously.

  “I’m cute, and people are nice to me?” she volunteered. Seeing his frown, she slumped. “I used my sorcery to make them give me food and drink, and a place to sleep?”

  “I find that more likely. I assume no one will even remember you?”

  “Of course not! That’s part of the enchantment, making them unable to remember that they saw me. No one will remember either of us when we leave, either!”

  Rasten stared at her for a time, considering what such a power might be used for.

  “How often do you use such power to take advantage of humans, to have them just for fun?” Amein looked stricken by his words, sitting still and turning very red from a strong blush. “You’ve done that, haven’t you? Is it forbidden?”

  “Yes. Utterly. But when we are young, and just learning, I think all of us do so, at least a few times, just because we can! Eventually, we all come to regret doing so, and are deeply ashamed of our behavior. I hope that is a fitting punishment for our wickedness!” she whispered, looking very miserable.

  “So the Elvin kind has to develop a conscience as it goes along?”

  “More than we should! Rasten, we aren’t evil beings...just a bit...naughty? Especially when we’re young! Occasionally one of the older ones will take advantage of someone human, but usually the human is just as much at fault for wanting to be had too!”

  “You’re quite proud of being an elf, aren’t you?”

  “Proud, but not arrogant! We care deeply for all living things, and devote much love and effort in behalf of all those within our realm!” She turned more to be able to fiddle with his hair. “You’ll find being among us to be very delightful and worthy, once you learn our ways!”

  “I’m going to be schooled in something?” he demanded. Amein giggled.

  “Oh are you ever! You must master weapons, especially the sword and bow. Have you ever ridden a horse?”

  “A couple of times...why? Do you ride horses?”

  “Sometimes. But you have to learn to ride other things, like terranaks and alowons too! Seeing his blank stare, she sighed. “Terranaks are a huge avian creature, large enough to carry a fully equipped warrior. Their wingspan would be larger than this room! The alowonds are large, four legged beasts with long necks and tails, able to leap astounding lengths. The also run like mad; no human or elf can out run one!”

  “You have mastered such creatures?”

  “Of course. They put my butt on such beasts when I was still peeing in a diaper! I was terrified, and peed myself many times, but quickly learned to love being on such creatures. I grew up learning the ways of war and battle, as did my sisters!”

  “You have sisters? How many, and are they as cute as you?” he thought to ask. This got him elbowed in the ribs.

  “I have more than three dozen, and you have no reason to wonder how cute they are!” she hissed.

  “You’d be jealous of them, should they find me of interest?” This garnered a frosty silence. “Amein? Have you ever had their mates?” he asked. This caused a guilty fit of tears. He held her, until she stopped crying.

  “I hate how perceptive you are! Am I doomed to having no secrets?” she sniveled.

  “Look at me! I’d rather know all your naughtiness and doings, than have you hide things! You aren’t ever likely to be faithful, are you?” She managed to shake her head.

  “But you can’t stand the thought of me playing with others? You don’t find that a bit...odd or unfair?”

  “I find it embarrassing and ridiculous! I’ve never had such feelings, never thought it improper for someone I enjoyed playing with...for them to enjoy others too! We don’t get jealous over such things!”

  “But that’s what you’re feeling now? The idea of me having another naked Elvin girl sitting on my lap makes you want to just pee on me...doesn’t it?!” She sat like a stone a long moment, before sighing.

  “It shames me to admit it, but yes, I’m feeling that way...and I have no idea why!”

  “Apparently I make you feel all sorts of things, good and bad?” Amein hopped up, and sat back down facing him, managing to have his organ slip into her wet vagina. Snuggled close against him, she giggled.

  “I don’t like feeling bad! Hold my bottom and move me....make me feel good!” she whispered, before kissing him.

  When this round of sexual activity was over, both of them were drenched in sweat. When he was finally inclined to speak, he managed to look at Amein’s face.

  “How about a bath?”

  “Wonderful! You’re a bit ripe!” she declared, sniffing at his armpits.

  “And you’re not?” he laughed. This got him stared at harshly, and she raised her arm. A tentative sniff, followed by a longer one, revealed a fragrance that was in no way offensive or loud, certainly not sweaty and sharp like his own. Her armpit was covered by a soft, light layer of hair, soft and silky.

  “Do you use something to keep from smelling like me?” he asked. Amein laughed.

  “That’s simply Elvin girl! Unlike humans, we don’t secrete musk in such places. All of our sex attractant is here!” she insisted, swiping her puss with her fingers, and shoving them under Rasten’s nose. The smell was strong and overpowering.

  “Wow. The more we do it, the stronger it gets! Come on, let’s have a shower!”

  In spite of having never seen such a device, Amein quickly followed his lead, and was drenched. He took his time, shampooing her luscious hair, and then scrubbed every inch of her lithe form. She was stunningly well muscled, just not bulked up and manly. He spent much time on her crotch, fingering her wantonly, and eventually was delighted to have her exhibit a strong orgasm. He had to hold her, to keep her from falling over.

  Amein recovered, and smirking wickedly, set out to do the same to him, succeeding handily, much to her delight. When they were finally rinsed off, they toweled each other dry, again fondling and touching with no hint of hesitation or shyness.

  “It’s like we’ve been lovers forever. Is it always this easy between your people?” he sighed, as she sat on his lap, letting him brush her hair.

  “Mostly. Because we are so experienced when we are young, and have no taboos about being nude like some humans do, we find getting bare to play to always be delightful. Being so skilled also helps; there is never any doubt, or fear that you might not be able to please a partner, even if you just me
t!” she peeked over her shoulder, blushing a bit. “Humans aren’t like that, are they?”

  “No...most need much time to relax and get acquainted. Tell me!” he demanded, seeing her guilty face.

  “I...I’ve had sex with others, and didn’t even know their name! And it was very good sex!” she added, giggling.

  “Do I get to experience that?” he asked slyly.

  “Only if you want me to have a fit and cry!” she sighed, disturbed by her strange new feelings.

  6

  “Amein...how is it that you can speak my language?” Rasten thought to ask, lying beside Amein, propped on his elbow and playing with her lush, dark hair.

  “I am unsure...when we move from one universe to the next we always seem able to speak the local language, even if there are several different ones used there! We do seem gifted for such things, as there are a dozen languages spoken on Am-Coteiru; Elvin, both the High and the common forms, four human ones, and the rest belonging to our enemies, like the Eridians.”

  “What are they like...the people, not the language!”

  “Large and evil ones, which are humans. They have always existed on our world, but mostly stay in the remote parts. At times their numbers increase, and they attack. We then beat them down, reducing their numbers to a more manageable size. Thye are good fighters, but are quite barbaric”

  “Why not wipe them out and be done with it?”

  “How would we win renown and keep our skills sharp, without a worthy enemy?” she laughed. Seeing Rasten’s disapproving gaze, she sighed.

  “There are many who would agree with you, but we have not done so. Perhaps we are foolish, hoping in vain that someday the Eridians will become more civilized, and be worthy of friendship and respect. We are torn, in some ways; we are loath to visit annihilation on an entire race, yet we do get tired of our own losses and pain! As you might expect, beings that are immortal are not happy to have people die untimely!”

  “You’re lucky I’m not in charge! I must be quite a barbarian!” Rasten received a strange look from the Elvin one, before she reached up and touched his face.

  “Our father was not just Sa-Taran, a prince! He was the Cameirin lo Hamarisei, the Leader of the Clans. All followed his lead. It was his hope, that you would have his abilities, would master all things needful, and rise to take his place. We need that, Rasten, desperately!”

  “That’s crazy!” Rasten gasped, stunned. “Why wouldn’t all your brothers, or you...anyone of you full Elvin should have more claim than me!” Amein shook her head sharply.

  “You have much to learn! Our people don’t inherit position and title, they earn them! It is perhaps, our greatest strength. Many of my brothers and sisters are fine and worthy warriors, but none exhibit father’s gifts...the inner things that made him so incredible as a warrior and leader.” Amein pressed her lips tight together, trying in vain to suppress a smile.

  “Something amuses you?” Rasten guessed.

  “Not all of my siblings are father’s...several are from other worthy males! And too, some have a different mother, being had by father while they were within our household.”

  “And your parents tolerated that?!”

  “Rasten, none were conceived without the other’s knowledge and blessing. It is so within most Elvin families.”

  “So mates sorta collect children from people they admire and approve of?”

  “Exactly! It is good, in that it keeps our genetics well mixed, and healthy. It also goes hand in hand with the Elvin urge to have many partners. I love and have no hesitation to claim any of my siblings as my own! But this is mostly why none of the children have all of father’s gifts, even those which are his!”

  “Why would I? I’m only half-Elvin!”

  “But father picked your mother specifically to be able to assure that you would receive his nature...”

  “You can know that?!”

  “There are ways, although I can not explain how. I am no adept in such sorcery!”

  “But Sayarin was?”

  “He wasn’t Cameirin lo Hamarisei because he was handsome, although he was that too!” she laughed.

  “Do you think I’m handsome?” he slyly asked. He received a long stare from Amein, which he found odd, before a thought came to him.

  “You not only think I am, but you think all of the other Elvin females will think so too...does that include your sisters?”

  “You’re impossible!” she moaned, outraged at his ability to see her worry and fears, and name them so easily.

  “But am I correct?” he gently asked, leaning down to kiss her lips. She accepted the kiss, but refused to look at him. Rasten slipped his hand down, and took hold of a bit of her pubic hair, tugging on it sharply. “I think I deserve an answer?”

  “Stop that!” she hissed. She glared at him a moment, before again lowering her eyes.

  “Yes! Every elf girl would want to be had by you!” she snipped.

  “Because of my looks or because of who my father was?”

  “Both...” she nodded, still avoiding his gaze.

  “Including your sisters? How about your mother?” he asked, intending to tease her. He soon regretted it, as Amein sat up, turned, and pushed him onto his back, then hopped astraddle of him, almost in one lithe movement.

  “You have no reason to even consider such things!” she shrieked, grabbing his cheeks strongly, staring wickedly at him.

  “But won’t you be considered a bad elf if you aren’t willing to share?” he guessed, suspecting that this was likely, based on what she had mentioned so far. Amein collapsed against him, sobbing suddenly, as he embraced her. He finally felt a small nod, and when she was down to sniffles, she sat back up, looking embarrassed and miserable.

  “I’m sorry, I have no idea why I’m acting this way!”

  “Are you sure you are completely Elvin? You act somewhat human, at least like a human woman would.”

  “I should pee on you! That was mean and improper!”

  “Elves think they’re better than humans?” he succinctly asked. This threatened to cause another embarrassed outburst.

  “You will be the bane of me!” she moaned.

  “Because you can’t seem to evade my insight, or omit things you’d like too? Really? Was our father this way?”

  Amein’s shoulders slumped, as she sat, staring glumly at him, idly playing with his chest hair.

  “Of course; he could just look at you, and know you were being evasive or less than honest! When I was very young, I peed myself several times, when I got snared by his ability! I eventually just gave up, and learned to never even try to be the least bit dishonest, no matter how embarrassing it was to tell the truth. At least that way I didn’t end up getting paddled while wearing wet panties!” she confessed, and giggled.

  “How often did you get them set on fire?”

  “Only a couple of times! Being paddled in front of all your siblings and others has a way of making you regret being less than proper!” she giggled.

  “You weren’t slower than average?”

  “Hardly!” she insisted, then looked guilty. “Honestly, I got in trouble more often than most when I was older, and started to be sexual. I was a bit more inclined to play than was considered normal!” she sighed.

  “I’m guessing that not much has changed?” Rasten asked, fondling her breasts.

  “Not much! Rasten, I’m quite willing and eager even by normal Elvin standards, and there’s nothing reserved or....prudish? Is that the word?” He nodded in agreement. “Then there’s nothing in the least prudish about any elf!”

  “Humans here would think you’re slutty and over sexed! How do the ones on...Am-Coteiru...how do they regard your kind?”

  “Much the same! We try not to display our tendencies to the humans, or even to the half-Elvin, although they too are much more inclined than the plain humans to be enthused for such play!”

  “Do humans respond to you like I’m doing?”

&n
bsp; “No. My sexual fragrance would be un-noted by a human, male or female. They would respond to the actual sex, and when they are had by one of us, they respond nicely, even if they seem a bit...overwhelmed?” she confessed, grinning while looking guilty.

  “I can imagine so! I’ve never experienced such...enthusiasm for sex! I have no idea what I’d do with a whole bunch of naughty Elvin women, wanting me!” he joked. Seeing Amein’s harsh stare, he sighed. “I gather you’d prefer I stay focused on other things, and let you take care of my urges?”

  “Much better! Yes, I’d like that a lot more. I have no desire to cry or feel jealous, but likely will anyway. I just have no idea why!” she declared, pouty and sad. She kissed Rasten for a time, just to make them both aroused again.

  “You want more? he chuckled.

  “Of course! We must leave in the morning, and there will be none of this until we are safe in Alarinad. Actually, when we return, we won’t likely have time at first, as everyone will wish to pay their respects and meet you! By the time we have any time alone, you’ll have an Elvin Princess just dying to be had on your hands!” Amein sighed, the prospect of this clearly daunting her.

  “Would any other have the right to push you aside, and insist on sleeping with me first?” he wondered, curious to see how bad this might upset her. Amein closed her eyes, and sat, rubbing her temples, clearly exasperated.

  “Several! I don’t think any of them would...at least I can’t recall ever doing anything to justify them wanting to make me that miserable! Not that I might not be wrong!” she sighed.

  “Who might they be?”

  “I’d prefer not to say...I don’t wish to make you suspicious of anyone!”

  “Would your mother be one?” Rasten whispered, watching Amein’s face closely. Her eyes flared widely, before she looked away. ‘Well?”

  “Of course...she does have a somewhat loftier position than I do, and thus, her wishes would override mine, at least in things not involving the sword or battle command! I forbid you to even think about such a thing!” she hissed.