M. Thomas - Golden Erotic Tales Volume one

Realizing she had no food or water, she decided to start her journey at sunrise instead of pressing ahead now. She was also exhausted and needed to find a place to sleep.

Lightheaded, she staggered through the trees. She’d have to find a place soon; her body seemed intent on shutting down.

She was alone in a strange environment but she’d not let her fear overwhelm her. If she was to succeed in saving her father, she required a strong and purposeful mind.

Stumbling, she came upon a lake. The moon shone on the water and she blinked rapidly. There, standing in front of her, was…no, she was hallucinating. Rubbing her eyes, she exhaled. He was still there.

“Is it really you?” she asked.

He came to her and hugged her tight. “It’s me.”

His warmth ran through her, comforting her. “Xavier.”

“Why are you here?” she asked him.

“I knew you were in trouble,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “I won’t leave you.”

“Where is Zel?”

“She’s home. She knows I’m here. She insisted I come,” he said.

She let her grief flow. Crying on his chest, she said, “I’m broken. He broke my soul.”

“Do you still love him?” he asked.

“I hate him…”

“This will pass, I promise,” he said.

“Oh, Xavier, I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I will take this journey with you, if you let me,” he said.

She lifted her head and met his eyes. “The night we spent together still haunts me. No matter how hard I try, you’re constantly on my mind.”

“You’re in my every thought,” he said.

“What about Zel?”

“She has my heart. When angels give their heart to someone, it’s forever. But, I can’t deny what I feel for you. I desire you. I think about you, the way you smell, your body, I dream of being inside of you again. When I’m with Zel, I think of you.”

“I love Eldrich,” she said, turning from him.

He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “I won’t pressure you,” he whispered into her ear.

“Stay with me,” she said. “Take this journey with me. I need you.”

She didn’t know what was ahead of her. She didn’t know if she would succeed in saving her father. She didn’t know if she would ever stop loving Eldrich. But she knew she wanted Xavier with her.

She took his hand and together they walked on their way to the Kingdom of the Dead; on their way to an adventure from which she knew she would not return the same.

Sitting on the grass on the edge of a lake, Lela stared at the sky. She had never seen a red sky but then up until two and a half months ago she had lived a sheltered life.

It had been two weeks since Lela had last seen Eldrich, since he had crushed her heart. She missed him with all her soul and during her weakest moments, she had cried out his name in her sleep. Curse her heart for still loving him.

It was over between them. She’d never forgive him for not telling her the truth. If he was in front of her now she’d curse him, spit in his face, and hit him.

Yet, she couldn’t get him out of her mind. He had awakened her desires, instilling in her an insatiable sexual appetite which grew more intense with each day that passed. She knew that in many ways she was still that silly and naive girl who had chased after a golden ball and fallen into a well. She understood that her sexual escapades with Eldrich, and her one night with Xavier, were probably tame compared to what other girls her age had experienced-done and had done to them. But then, she had had sex with a vampire and an angel. Lela suspected not many women could claim that.

Even so, if she were having tea with village girls her age she’d not hold her words for a second. Sitting up straight with pen and paper, she’d ask them a thousand questions about sex. At twenty-one, she was eager to learn. Oh, she wanted to try everything, to fall into sexual bliss without reservation.

Although she still loved Eldrich, her body craved sexual freedom. And what’s more, he had betrayed her trust. He was the prince of the Barmoth vampires and had done nothing to prevent vampires from draining her mother! No, Lela would not remain loyal to him.

Sighing, she turned her eyes to Xavier who was swimming. As he came up for air, he ran his fingers through his hair and shook his head.

“You coming in?” he asked Lela.

She had considered joining him but knew she shouldn’t. They had been together for two weeks searching for the Kingdom of the Dead, the place where the witch, Stiltz, had sent her father. Each day they had walked as far as they could looking for a sign that would tell them they were getting closer and each night they had slept in the forest.

Not once had Xavier made a single sexual advance on her, not a subtle touch…not a look, nothing. She was carrying a broken heart and the longer she was with him the more she needed him to help her heal.

She wasn’t ashamed to admit she wanted him to approach her, brush his hand against her skin, lean in and try to kiss her…

As it was, just looking at his strong chest and potent facial features made her want to take her clothes off, jump into the water, and give herself to him. Yes, Eldrich still lived in her soul, but she’d not refuse Xavier. She’d not spend her life drowning in sorrow because of Eldrich.

“I’m enjoying watching you,” she said with a wink.

Grinning, he said, “Stop being such a prude and come join me.”

She stood. “We’ve been traveling for days with no sign we’re getting closer to the Kingdom of the Dead.”

He went underwater and then came back up. “It’s an unknown kingdom for a reason.”

“What are you saying? That I don’t have a chance of saving my father? That we’re going around in circles?”

“Settle down. What’s gotten into you? You’re acting as if I provoked you somehow. When we’re close, we’ll know it, trust me.”

She plopped down on the grass and crossed her legs. The sight of him had roused her. “I’m frustrated. What if we’re too late? What if my father is dead?” she asked, wiping away tears.

“Do you know how absolutely beautiful you look right now?” he asked, stepping out of the water.

Covering her eyes with her hand, she said, “For goodness sake, you’re not wearing any clothes!”

“I went for a swim. Why would I be wearing clothes?”

“You could have kept on your undergarment,” she said, feeling heat on her face, her hand still over her eyes.

“All right, don’t die. I’ll go and put on my clothes.”

“Good, yes, please do that and next time…”

“Yes, yes,” he said. “You’re such a prude.”

She put her hand down and bloody hell, he was standing in front of her completely naked, his cock in her face.

“Xavier!” she said. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. She remembered him having a large one but hell, now that it was in her face swollen and standing at attention, her memory had not been fair to it.

He cupped it and began moving his hand up and down. She knew she should look away. But before she could suppress her desire for him, she set her hand on top of his. Bloody hell, she was helping him masturbate.

“Oh, yes,” he said. “That feels good, hellish good.”

He removed his hand and let her continue the task.

Licking his cock’s head, she rubbed his balls. She took her time, savoring the taste of his enlarged cock, kissing it, and circling her tongue around it. So absolutely delicious, she wanted to please Xavier in every way.

“Put all of it in your mouth,” he said.

“You might choke me,” she said with a light chuckle.