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eBook Category: Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: While King Thimmin is away, the mice will play, but Queen Serame does not want to play, not with the Pleasurers or with the King's scheming half-brother. When she's introduced to the new, handsome servant, Pol, perhaps a little frolicking might be in order, but her mind is preoccupied with one thought--to become pregnant with her King's child. When unseen forces move in, however, she finds herself caught in a tangle of danger, deceit and dark pleasures she never knew existed.

eBook Publisher: Forbidden Publications, Published: 2008, 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2008

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [603 KB], eReader (PDB) [91 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [74 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [68 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [108 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [132 KB], hiebook (KML) [202 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [131 KB], iSilo (PDB) [61 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [78 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [117 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [108 KB]
Words: 23171
Reading time: 66-92 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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The cream-colored powder was as fine as pepper. She rubbed it gently between her fingers before she spread the first lick of it across her collarbone. Her skin tingled as though warmed by the sun. As she faced the golden mirror with her fingers hovering over the swell of her breasts, she whispered, "Do your magic."

She ran her finger over one breast, feeling the nipple grow hard beneath her touch. Slowly, she dipped her finger into the leather bag and cupped her other breast, gently squeezing and rubbing the nipple. As her hands slid across her stomach and slithered over her thighs, she imagined it was Pol's hands tracing themselves over her skin, warming her.

The aroma of the flower filled her senses. She felt lightheaded from the smell, from the itch of desire, from the growing wetness between her legs.

She started at her reflection. Was the hardness in her eyes fear or desire? Were her nipples erect from her own touch or from the thought of Pol? Was the blush on her skin from the potion or from something else burning deep within?

She ran her hands down her stomach to her mound. The smooth curls of her hair tickled her palm as her heartbeat set itself to a cantor. She ran one finger over the wetness of her sex. The dark urge surfaced, making her feel as if she toppled into a cave where anything was possible.

The wind battered the balcony doors, startling her. She dropped her hand and crept to the bed. Unlike the night before, sleep came soon upon her and with it, dreams of Pol.

He wore nothing but the half tunic he had been wearing the first time she saw him. In the dream, he stood whispering in a corner, laughing with Rialla. When he saw Serame, he beckoned her as he opened his tunic to reveal his erect cock. "Both of you," he said, motioning to a smiling Rialla who got down on her knees, "kiss me."

Serame felt carried on the night breeze as she lowered herself to the floor. Rialla's arm brushed hers. Her hip pressed into her hip. Together they leaned toward Pol's cock. Their tongues stroked his shaft and found each other's mouths. Rialla's hot, warm tongue darted into her mouth and then Serame's mouth clamped over Pol's sex. Soon, it was hard to tell what she was licking and tasting as the frenzy of lips, tongue and cock filled her mouth.