Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Prince Thalaeryan tossed his silver braid in frustration. It was bad enough that he had to reclaim his kingdom with the help of savages without those savages subjecting him to every form of slight and disrespect. When I come into my kingdom, he thought, pacing in his tent,...
It was snowing in Washington, D.C., and after battling skidding cars on the Beltway for an extra two hours trying to get into work, I suddenly decided that it was time for me to head someplace sunny. It was my lucky day after all, because when I hit the office, everyone was in an uproar about reports from Havana that Cuban dictator Fidel Castro once more was...
Prince Samuel Fontaine deWeath awoke in a soft, comfortable feather bed, his bruised body caressed in luxury. He hadn't felt this contented and at ease since he'd been a boy in his father's castle, free to run in the sun and climb in the trees. He took a deep breath and released it, a smile creasing his bruised features. Moonlight pouring into the open wind...
Last night I dreamt I went to paradise again. I believe we can credit the encounter to Daphne du Maurier. My tour in Cyprus was at an end, but I had hung on for a month, sending my wife back to Washington, D.C., to get the house open up again and everything there back in working order and to guide one of our children into a new university year. I had stayed...
If you read this chapter before 3/13/17 I posted the incorrect draft and this is real one. Sorry about the confusion. Enjoy! *******************Aiden******************* I left the castle about two hours after Myr had left the feast. I was saying my farewells and hob-nobbing with the nobles that had shown up as I made my way out of the Great Hall. Thankfull...
June 1929, Tokyo, Japan I was straining for him to start. I ran my hands down his hard-muscled back from the shoulder blades to his buttocks, pushing his trousers down further on his buttocks and clutching at the orbs, willing him to start the stroking. He was inside me deep and I was panting hard for him. He spoke from the hollow of my throat. "I . . . we...
Drip! Drop! Drip! A staccato of water droplets add to a quiet and dark ambience. A nearby rock is dislodged, crashing with a large boom. You awake with a jump, chilled from the rock floor you were sprawled on. The room you're in is almost too dark to be traversed. You can see three ragged walls surrounding you, sprawling upward out of your limited night visi...
Tate realised that his hands were shaking as he struggled to eat the small portion of the food Christian had forced on him. He noticed that the prince was watching him and was suddenly and irrationally convinced that Christian knew the truth about Lukas. His breath hitched and the food dropped from his nerveless fingers. "Is the meal not to your lik...
It was later in the evening before anything truly interesting happened. For the most part we spent our day in Yasu's chambers getting to know each other. When asked he said that his hobby was reading and writing, it was very admirable of him. I told him that I enjoyed moving so I practiced the art of sword play, but I also made custom oils when I needed to r...
“Gordie? Gordie!” Sir Gordie jerked from his daydreaming to the inquisitive face of Consort Velvet. He fought back tears as she slipped behind him and embraced him warmly. She was his best friend and had always been able to sense his moods. She remained quiet, waiting for him to speak but he couldn’t seem to find the words. “You’re in love, aren’t you?” He...