M. Thomas - Golden Erotic Tales Volume one

Lela could not absorb the information she had just heard. It was all too much. She’d think about it later.

“If you have any other secrets, hold them. Tell me how to get to the witch.”

“She lives in the highest point of the tallest mountain.”

“Even with Eldrich’s speed and strength it will take us days, maybe even weeks to reach it. I’m not a climber. It’s impossible!”

“I will give you my broom. It can carry you both. Go to Eldrich and be back here at sundown.”

Lela wrapped her arms around Lady Rema. “All is not well between you and me. We will someday sit down and finish this conversation. But I know you did what you did because you wanted to protect me and my father.”

“Come back at sundown,” Lady Rema said.

“Wait for me here,” Lela said.

“Go.”

Lela made it back to the house in less than an hour. She raced up the stairs and into her room. Exhausted, her stomach full from dried, salted meat, she fell into her bed. She needed to sleep, if only for a few hours. Drifting into slumber, she prayed to the Gods to give her courage.

A whisper awakened her.

“Sweet Princess, I missed you,” Eldrich said into her ear.

Still groggy, she said, “I have so much to tell you.”

Kissing her neck, he swept his hand down her arm. “Tell me afterwards.”

His heat was driving her crazy and she felt guilty for wanting him inside of her.

His lips touched hers. She opened her mouth to him, her hand sliding down to his hard cock. She gripped its head and moved her hand up and down on it. He continued kissing her sending shivers down to her toes.

Moving her hand away from his stiffness, he said, “I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” she asked, moaning and squirming.

“Will you do as I say?” he asked.

She’d do anything he asked. “Command me.”

“Sweet delicious, Princess, I missed being inside of you, thrusting into you.”

“Then do it, my love. Plunge into me, hurt me.”

“Not yet. First I want to show you my surprise. I think you’ll be pleased.”

“Tell me what to do. I’m yours.”

He sat up in the bed and leaned against the headboard. “I want you to play with yourself. I want to watch you touch yourself.”

He had never asked that of her. It struck her that she had never thought about putting on that kind of display for him. She suddenly felt prudish.

The sconces on the walls shimmered light into the room. She got up and glided to the end of the bed.

Grinning, he winked at her.

“Undress for me,” he said.

She let the top of her dress fall to her waist.

“Touch your breasts.”

Slowly, she fondled her breasts.

“Yes, slowly, that’s it,” he said. “Now squeeze your nipples.”

For goodness sake, what was wrong with her? She was behaving as if this was the first time she and Eldrich had had sex. As if she had never used her own hands to arouse herself. Ah, the difference was that she had yet to put on a show for Eldrich and she was suddenly terrified. What if he didn’t like what he saw?

Breathing in, she pinched her nipples.

“Are you enjoying what you’re seeing?” she asked. I’ll die if he says no.

“Love of mine, I want you to give yourself pleasure as if I weren’t here. I want to see what you do when I’m not with you.”

Ah, yes, that she could do.

“Then don’t give me anymore commands.”

He nodded.

Stepping out of her dress, she widened her legs. She then stroked her belly button and lowered her hand to her vagina. Using two fingers, she spread her vagina’s lips.

“Sweet, delicious Princess,” he said, moving his hand to his swollen cock.

“No, you’re not allowed to play, yet,” she said, winking.

“You’re mean,” he said, smirking.

“And you’re not supposed to be here, remember? I’m to do what I do when you’re not with me.”

He blew her a kiss. “Apologies.”

She slid a finger inside and threw her head back as she swirled her hips in delight.

He got up from the bed and came toward her. He was holding something in his hand.

“Are you ready for your surprise?” he asked, revealing what was in his hand.

“Oh, you’re naughty. Where did you get it?”

“From a village not too far from here.”

“What are you going to do with it?” she asked, biting her lip.

“Ah, so you’re ready?”

“Oh yes, oh yes.”

He dragged a chair to her and said, “Lean over it and open your legs as wide as you can.”

And she did.

He slapped her hard on her buttocks.

She winced.

“Do you want me to hit you again?” he asked.

“Yes, hurt me until I gush,” she said.

Smacking her again, he said, “You’ll drive me mad, I’m convinced of it.”

He then got down on his knees and bloody hell, began to swirl the cucumber around the tip of her vagina.

She screamed and then screamed louder as he inserted one end of the cucumber into her. Sweet Gods!

“Do you like what I’m doing to you?” he asked.

She liked it so much it embarrassed her. It also reminded her of her night with Xavier and the squash!

“Yes, oh yes,” she said.

He stood, spread her buttocks, and began to rub his cock on her. “Sweet Princess, you make me crazy.”

She flinched with anticipation.

“ Let me do what I want to you,” he said.

“Yes, my prince, do as you please. Have your way with me.”

“Do you like the way my cock feels against you?” he asked.

“I love it, oh, I love it.”

He reinserted the tip of the cucumber into her vagina and then he oh so gently started entering her from behind.

When she thought she would faint from the extreme pleasure she was feeling, he sank his fangs into the back of her neck sending potent shrills up and down her body. Blessed Gods! He was having his every way with her…drinking from her, using a hellish vegetable on her, and sweet Gods pleasuring her from…

“I want you to climax first,” he said to her.

“I have multiple times already.”

He pulled her hair back gently. “Are you happy? Do you want me to do anything else to you?”

Oh, he was her prince…her beautiful, forceful, yet selfless lover.

“I’m happy,” she whispered, climaxing again.

He pulled out of her and ejected his semen on her lower back. “Forgive me, love.”

“Don’t apologize. I’m yours and you’re mine.”

As Lela’s drunken, fogged mind began to clear, the reality of what she had learned earlier in the day presented itself front and center.

“Eldrich!” she said.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed putting on his trousers. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

“We need to go right now. Get up, hurry,” she said, grabbing his arm and bringing him to his feet.

Quickly, he pulled up his pants. “Where are we going?”

“A witch…the same witch who cursed you has vanished my father and everyone from the castle to an unknown kingdom. We need to meet my handmaiden, Lady Rema, at the castle. She’s a witch and she’s going to let us use her broom to fly-”

“Slow down. I don’t understand anything you’re saying,” he interrupted.

She took hold of his hand and said, “I’ll explain on the way.”

With speed, she led him out of the room and down the stairs.

“You’re not faster than me, love. I’ll carry you,” he said, lifting her into his arms. Then he took a lamp from one of the foyer’s walls, turned it on and handed it to her. “Hold it tight.”

“Fly!” she said.

Off they went. Even in near-darkness, Eldrich danced around branches and fallen trees with ease and in a few minutes, they were standing on the castle’s grounds.