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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | [Literature] - Elven Encounter **MATURE** ********Warning this book contains mature subject matter******** This novel was written by a friend of mine. Be sure to post if you like it! It's a "romance" novel. Probably not suitable for young readers. [Shard] - Sosaria [Type] - Romance [Book] - Purple - 40 pages [Title] - Elven Encounter [Author] - Minx Elven Encounter by Minx [Page 1] It was a warm, sunny spring day. Flowers were in full bloom, and birds sang in their joyous songs. A young female elf set upon her way that day, gathering the wild [Page 2] reagents that grew near the stream. The solitary life suited her well most of the time. Yet on days like today, when the sun filtered through the leaves of the massive [Page 3] Yew trees, warming her delicate skin, she feels a deep yearning grow within her. The places where the fabric of her sheer gown touch her body, makes her feel so sensual. [Page 4] How she wished that she could put a name, a face, to that need, that subtle hunger. The warm spring breeze caressed her delicate pointed ears. [Page 5] She placed the basket of reagents near her bare feet, her slender hands moved down the front of her gown, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of her body. [Page 6] She became lost for a moment in the easy way the gown draped lazily over her breats, then smoothly fell over the slight curve of her stomach, touching once again against her hips, [Page 7] coming to cling easily against her legs. Neither hearing nor seeing anyone appraching, she slipped the gown from her lithe body and let it fall to the ground surrounding her feet. [Page 8] Lowering herself to her knees, she lay face down on the sun-drenched earth so that it might warm her bare skin. She drifted slowly to sleep, her mind finding it's way into that [Page 9] half-awake, half-asleep delerium -- those rare moments of the blending of awareness, dreams, and imagination. [Page 10] The sun slid slowly toward the horizon, the ground cooling around her, yet the earth on which she rested seemed to grow even warmer. [Page 11] She became aware of fingertips brushing the skin of her back. She didn't react, she only lay there and enjoyed the strange touch that started at her waist and moved upward and over Time lost all meaning... [Page 12] her spine.... a pause... fingertips lightly trace the back of her neck as the move up into her hair, her scalp tingled and her body quivered... as she experienced spasms of sheer pleasure... [Page 13] ***** Weary from fighting the champions of evil in the caves and dungeons of Sosaria, the knight made his way toward his home, wishing once again that he had a fair maiden with [Page 14] whom he could celebrate his victories, someone to tend his wounds, someone to share a bit of ale and food as he retold the tales of his battles... and, most importantly, someone to warm his bed. [Page 15] So that he would never again have to get stones warmed in the fireplace to put in the bed near his feet. He had shed his heavy armour into a saddlebag and wore only [Page 16] leggings, and a light tunic. Passing through the forest of giant Yew trees, he decided to pause at a stream and refresh himself before he continued homeward. [Page 17] Dismounting, he checked for nearby enemies. Finding none, he relaxed and stretched. Tight muscles seemed to groan, begging for relief, as he headed toward the cool water. [Page 18] Fate decided to intervene. For there before him on the ground lay one who surely must be a wood nymph. Her sensuous body almost seemed to glow in the waning sun. [Page 19] Her long, sun-streaked locks of hair occasionally moved with the wind. Her skin was fair, her long firm legs melded perfectly into the gentle curves of her bottom. [Page 20] Her hips drew into her small waist forming a near perfect hourglass figure... His eyes hungrily feasted upon her... [Page 21] The stress of fighting had now been replaced by a different kind of tension... He thought for a moment that this may be some sort of trap. [Page 22] He quickly decided that even if it were, he must have her first and fight later. He approached her quietly, shedding what remained of his clothing as he moved. [Page 23] She appeared to be sleeping... Reaching out, her gently touched her. His fingertips brushed against the soft skin of her back... up, up and through her hair....... [Page 24] one finger tweaking the sensitive tip of an elven ear! A low gutteral groan escaped her full, ripe lips as she turned to her side, looking up into his dark eyes. Now awake as the unnamed [Page 25] hunger swelled within her, a word formed within her senses.. now she knew..... lust.... She reached for his hand, guiding him down beside her. Her delicate hands cupped her full [Page 26] breasts, as though offering them. Embracing her, their bodies molding together, her arms over his shoulder, fingernails leaving small ridges and they slipping across his [Page 27] shoulders, his upper arms.. feeling the tense muscles in his back... holding him tight, as though he might escape. Wet kisses on his neck, his collar bone, grasping a wee bit of his [Page 28] chest skin between her teeth... pulling gently, then releasing. His strong hands on her !!!, kneading the flesh tenderly as he pulled even closer. They joined in a kiss -- no, more than [Page 29] a kiss -- lips full and warm and wet, parting, tongues teasing, probing, exploring. Working on hand between their bodies, he pulled away a bit, lowering his head, moving his body now, his wet tongue [Page 30] leaving a trail of dampness between her breasts.... lower, the tip of his tongue making a damp circle around her belly button, then down... lower... tongue teading over the small curve of [Page 31] her belly, his fingers firmly holding the sides of her hips.... Arching her back -- moaning -- she lifted one knee and wrapped her leg over and around him. Dampness, heat... spasms of pure [Page 32] pleasure.... the celebration of his victories well underway... And here, my friends, I leave thee... for things of such an intimate nayute lose much in telling, and the telling [Page 33] cannot possibly convey what the imagination can conjure........ |
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