“Stand up,” he orders. With shaky legs I rise to my feet, my heart pounding in my ears and drowning out the sound of my playlist. “Bend down and touch your toes.” I swallow hard, slowly bending my body forward, touching my toes as he instructed.His hands knead my ass firmly, squeezing them until they disappear only to come down on my cheeks in a thundering smack that shoots through my body. I jolt, letting out a cry as the sharp sting spreads across my cheeks, but as he massages and caresses away the sting, I find myself becoming wetter. He does it again, and again, my breathing now laboured as I struggle to hold my position.He takes a firm hold of my ass cheeks and spreads them wide, leaving me completely exposed to his lustful eyes. A deep hedonistic moan leaves my body as I feel his tongue glide up my pussy, starting at my clit. His tongue briefly dips into my pussy, and he lets out a primal growl that makes my pussy vibrate, but he doesn’t stop. His tongue continues up to my ass

Standing with Ayawamat and Orenda along the rocky cliffside of Neptuak Mountain, we keep our distance as we observe a blanket of darkness moving across Moraine Lake. From far away one might think it’s a bizarre black fog, but it’s something far more sinister. Thousands of eyti travel as one, their shadowy forms floating across the tranquil waters like sharks approaching a wounded seal.“This group continues to move south. They haven’t stopped once,” Orenda announces, the disquiet written all over her face as she watches the shadows below.“They would have had to encounter people several times before they got to this point,” I utter in perplexity.“They did, but they completely ignored them,” Orenda answers.I turn to her in astoundment, that unsettling feeling in my gut now growing stronger.“Whatever they’re drawn to, it has their complete focus. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s almost as if they were spelled. Like rats following the Pied Piper,” says Ayawamat with unease.“Cou

Knowledge is power…everyone knows this.What people neglect to mention is the burden that follows suit. Imagine knowing every possible choice each person will make before they’ve even learned there is a decision before them… it’s a powerful thing. But being the one to guide each person, to ensure they follow the right path and preserve the future…well, THAT is the burden I bear.For thirty thousand years I have worked tirelessly to unite these people under one banner, to allow them to come together and fight as one mighty force, and now it’s time for me to break my silence. It’s time they all learned of the peril that awaits them so they may prepare themselves for battle.I appear before the grand, ornate doors of the Kartheca’s meeting hall, feeling the magic radiating from within and hearing the whispered conversations clear as a bell. I push open the doors and step into the large, stone chamber, breathing in the serene energy of the room.As I enter, each of my daughters, and our g

Mei slowly raises her hand, politely waiting her turn to speak. What an absolute sweetheart she is!“You can speak, Mei, you don’t need permission,” Oshmin assures her with kind eyes.“But the nagata aren’t immune to the eyti either,” she says, chewing on her bottom lip with worry.“They aren’t, but you are,” I tell her.“Me?!” she shrieks.Oshmin looks from her to me with wide eyes. “Fucking hell Zarseti, is there anything you haven’t thought of?”“I don’t understand,” Mei says in confusion.“The nagata aren’t immune to the influence of the eyti, but the Golden Snake of Healing and Onyx Snake of Death are,” Oshmin explains gently.Mei’s frown only deepens across her delicate features. “But that doesn’t help my people. They’d be left defenceless.”“Mei,” I say gently, “Do you recall the battle where you took back Longsang?” She gently nods. “How did you save your people?”Her brows furrow as she looks deep in thought. Shaking her head when the answer doesn’t come to her. Chris gives he

We’re panting, heaving chests and quivering limbs tangled in my bed sheets as we reel from our combined climax as the sun rises. My head is spinning, my lips are dry, and my throat is parched, but deep inside is that yearning once again; the yearning to be at one with him.“Jartre?” I say, gulping to lubricate my throat.“Yes, my love?” His hands glide up my back as he places sensual kisses upon my heated, dripping flesh, his hard length still firm and twitching with need inside me.“I want you to make me yours completely.”He turns to stone on top of me and I can feel the mix of elation and apprehension waging a war inside him, though it’s subtle, I’m getting better at picking up on it. He slowly lifts his head to look at me, his purer than snow, white hair a tangled mess from all my playing with it.“You want to complete our bond?” he almost whispers.I nod. “I’ve thought about it, more than you know and I know beyond a doubt that I can’t live being so close to you but so far. I wan