M. Thomas: Golden Erotic Tales Volume one

“Beg me,” she said.

“I beg you…dear sweetness of mine, I beg you. What do you desire?”

“Take me deep into the forest. That is what I want.”

He lifted her in his arms and in the next moment, he was transporting her through the woods, moving quickly, his speed amazing her. She felt as if they were flying.

“Go far, my love. And when you have left the Kingdom of Barmoth, set me down and have your way with me.”

They came to a stop and he put her down.

“Prince of mine.” She lied on the ground, fondled her breasts, pinching her nipples and whispering his name. She then flipped on her stomach, elevated her lower half, holding herself up with her elbows she broadened her legs for him.

“Bloody hell,” he said, pressing his stiffness against her.

“Oh Eldrich, you’re not…”

“Yes, let me.”

“I wasn’t going to stop you,” she said, her head down.

“Ask me for it,” he said, slapping her.

“You’re cruel,” she said.

“Tell me you want it,” he said, hitting her again.

The slight pain she was feeling from his striking her on her buttocks warmed her entire body. She’d never allow him to take it too far, that much she knew about herself. But she also knew that right at this moment, she desired more. And she had no intention of stopping him from entering her from…bloody hell.

“Oh yes, I want it,” she whispered.

“Louder.”

“I want it!” she yelled.

He dipped his fangs into her neck and then he started going into her, unhurried and oh so carefully. What she was feeling was absolutely without a doubt maddening bliss. She had once seen one of the male servants do this to a woman while another man did the same to him, all three of them grunting and crying out with delight. She’d gone to bed that night aroused and ready to explode. And now here she was and it was more intense than she imagined.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, gently thrusting into her. “Am I hurting you?”

“Keep going,” she said, clasping down on her lower lip.

“Even in my sleep, I dream of you, your lips, your breasts, your skin, your touch…it makes me go crazy,” he said.

“I want more of you,” she said.

“And you will have all that you want,” he said.

“Oh, Eldrich, I can’t stand it.”

“Are you enjoying what I’m doing to you? I don’t want to hurt you.”

She licked and chewed her lips and arched her back and erupted.

He then liberated himself on the small of her back.

“You killed me,” she whispered, turning on her back.

He fell next to her and pulled her to his chest. Tenderly stroking her nipples, he asked, “What else will you have me do to you?”

“Cradle me,” she said. “I want to rest in your arms.”

“Is that all you want?”

“For now, only for now,” she said.

Lela and Eldrich held each other in silence. The stillness of the dark forest comforted her. She wondered where they were, to what kingdom had they crossed? Her teachers had taught her about the different known kingdoms of the world. Some scholars believed that there were undiscovered kingdoms, hidden and too far for any human to reach. They claimed that the witches of Barmoth knew where they were and that they traveled there often in search of new ingredients for their potions and spells.

Lela wondered if the witch who had cursed Eldrich, turning him into a frog because he would not lie with her, had gone to another kingdom to learn how to cast a spell on a vampire. Everything she had read in books about vampires stated that they were near-immune to a witch’s spell.

Lela didn’t know whether or not undiscovered kingdoms existed. Her teachers taught her that there were only thirty kingdoms. She had memorized each one.

A screeching sound interrupted her thoughts.

“Keep quiet,” Eldrich said, coming to his feet.

“What do you think made that sound?” she whispered, ignoring him.

“Don’t move,” he said, sniffing the air.

She had never seen him do that.

“Let’s go,” she said.

“It’s too late. Whoever is out there knows we’re here.”

“Is it another vampire?”

“I’d already know it.”

“What then?”

“I’m not picking up its scent. Stay behind me.”

“I’m scared,” she said.

“I won’t let anyone harm you.”

She buried her face in his back.

“Make yourself known!” he said.

A man and a woman holding torches walked toward them.

“Apologies,” the woman said. “I tend to get carried away when…” She giggled.

She had long golden hair that came down to her ankles.

“Yes, please accept our apologies,” the man said, extending a hand to Eldrich.

It was the flying man. Feeling instant heat on her cheeks, Lela lowered her stare.

Eldrich said, “We didn’t know anyone else was around here. It is we who should apologize to you.” Then he placed his hand in Lela’s and said, “We should go.”

“Oh, no, please stay,” the woman said. “We never have visitors and well, as much as we do entertain ourselves,” she winked at the flying man, “we’d love it if you joined us for dinner. I have a stew cooking.”

Lela was tempted to shout a fast, yes, we’d love to! She couldn’t decline a stew, for goodness sake. Her mouth salivated.

Eldrich sensed her eagerness and answered, “We kindly accept.”

“Hooray!” the woman yelled. “Come, follow us.”

She removed her cloak and offered it to Lela.

Blessed Gods, she had forgotten she was naked and so was Eldrich and what’s more they hadn’t brought any clothes with them. My goodness, she felt utterly foolish.

“Thank you,” Lela said, wrapping the cloak around her body. “I’m quite humiliated.”

“Don’t be, you’re pretty. Now, if you were an ugly distorted hag, well, by all means you’d be right to be embarrassed,” the woman said.

The man unbuttoned his long cape, leaving him wearing nothing but the same trousers he had on when he intruded on Lela earlier in the day. He then handed the cape to Eldrich.

“Many thanks,” Eldrich said.

“Well, let’s be on our way,” the woman said and began walking ahead of Lela and Eldrich.

The man stayed at Lela’s side. Lela hoped he wouldn’t mention their earlier meeting.

“I’m Lela and this is Eldrich,” she said.

Eldrich gave the man a nod.

“My name is Xavier,” the man said.

The woman turned her head and said, “I’m called Zel. And what Xavier didn’t mention because he’s being shy is that he’s the prince of our kingdom.”

“Forgive our intrusion into your kingdom,” Lela said, her cheeks flushed.

“May we know your kingdom’s name?” Eldrich asked, squeezing Lela’s hand, a sign she took to mean he didn’t entirely trust these strangers.

Zel came to a stop and turned to face them. “Why this is the Kingdom of the Lost,” she bowed, “welcome, we’re thrilled you’re here.”

Lela quickly ran the names of all the kingdoms through her mind and no, she had never heard of the Kingdom of the Lost.

“Stop being dramatic,” Xavier said, blowing her a kiss. “She tends to get carried away, sometimes.”

“A trait you adore,” she said, winking.

He took her hand and resumed walking.

Lela and Eldrich let them walk ahead a few steps before pacing forward.

Eldrich leaned into Lela’s ear, “I don’t trust them. Something is off about them. Once you’ve eaten, we’ll take our leave.”

“We can go, now,” she whispered.

“No, love, you need to eat and besides we have already accepted their invitation.”

“Once you get to know us, you’ll like us,” Zel said.