Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Kabanata 1041 - Kabanata 1050

They sailed until nightfall, following a guiding star. The waves carried them in the same direction as the star, so Caylan decided to rest a little. Fate itself was guiding them.The sea was cold, and they lay down, pressing close to each other to share the warmth of their bodies."I wouldn't mind some wine right now," she said, licking her lips and holding him tighter against her chest, watching the stars. For Caylan, it was not only the softest place in the boat but also the softest place in the entire world. The stars seemed more beautiful than ever. Every cloud has a silver lining."Are you really thinking about wine right now, Mum?" Both their stomachs growled."Why not? I want to eat, but also to wash it all down with red wine... Mmm, that would be magical. My taste buds can discern all the subtleties of any liquid, any drink. And I love being a little tipsy. I would sip a few drops of wine to cope with your pregnancy. You were quite unruly inside me, kicking often. It even hurt

The leader inspected Caylan's clothing closely, noticing the Aetherfall embroidery. He made a guttural sound, addressing his fellow tribesmen, and the natives grabbed Caylan and his mother by the hands."Caylan!" Adelaide tried to fight back, but the natives overpowered her."It is going to fine, Mum." It was far from fine. They were dragged along for so long that morning turned to day, and the jungle grew denser with every step.A blindfold was tied over his eyes, and he could sense more people around him. At some point, he heard the rustling of a hut, and the sunlight disappeared. He was forced to his knees, and the blindfold was ripped off. In the musty hut before him sat a woman.Around her brown neck were various amulets, and on

"My son worries about me and the tribe. Forgive him," Ranarelci finally spoke. "The most important child in a mother's life is her first son. Does your mother have any other sons?""No, I'm the only one," Caylan dropped the stick. He wanted to redraw the map but eventually gave up. Adelaide was too busy eating to hear them."So you're her breeder," Ranarelci said with a smile.Caylan scratched the back of his head. "I think either you've used the wrong word, or you're misunderstanding the meaning of the sentence in a way I don't quite get."Ranarelci suddenly placed her hand on his shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze. She was much stronger than she appeared."I expect that while you're here - you'll both stick to

"Back home, I always dressed with such modesty--concealed, austere. Only for our drawing sessions did I let myself wear that delicate white neckline. I never did understand why you liked it so much or insisted on painting me in it.""I... don't quite understand it either," he murmured.She gave a faint, almost wistful smile. "I was always so particular about what I wore, hiding myself under layers. Your father used to laugh at me for that. He never quite got why I felt the need to keep my femininity so guarded around you."Her eyes softened with the memory of her husband, and she was quiet for a moment, enjoying the warm morning sea breeze."I still can't believe you saw my breasts yesterday. You were never supposed to see them again as an adult. It's just... Of all the terrible things we've endured, that was the last straw. It's as though fate itself is mocking us."Caylan froze, taking several deep breaths. He stared at the sand. His hipbands felt so tight, they became stifling. He

"It was a wonderful day," said Adelaide, settling onto her bed in the hut. "I met so many new people. Honestly, I never imagined I would leave the castle and find myself in a place like this, straight out of a storybook. I want to soak in every moment here while we still can, before we journey south. I'm eager to learn everything there is to know about this tribe." Sweat trickled down her strong, tense neck."Maybe that's not the best idea, Mum," Caylan folded his legs together to hide the hard-on that had accompanied him all day."The sons here have such a special love for their mothers; that's something I've noticed. It's fascinating, but also a bit... wrong? I guess. They kiss like true couples, like lovers. I don't fully understand it, of course, but it's not my place to judge. And what's even more interesting..." She fixed one of her clothing straps, clearly uncomfortable. Her right breast shifted, the flesh moving as Caylan glimpsed a bit of the pink areola. He pressed his legs