Chosen of Mida by Sharon Green

Author:Sharon Green [Green, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, Tuneyloon, General
ISBN: 9780879979270
Google: NGNV62xzkpoC
Amazon: 0879979275
Publisher: DAW
Published: 1984-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

"And your breasts seem brightly painted for one who is free," he said, reaching a finger out toward me. "I seem to recall a much lighter red from the time of our-"

Again his words ended abruptly, yet this time the cause was not from anger within. His fingers had taken hold of the tip of my breast, and when his thumb had come to caress me, I could not halt the hardening and tightening of my flesh. A shiver ran through me to reignite the flame, not yet dead, caused by the other males, and this the male was immediately able to see.

"Your flesh responds," said he with a frown, reaching forward with his free hand to take my other breast. "I had not thought to see it so, and yet-there is no mistake."

"Mehrayn, no!" I whispered, beginning to writhe from the touch of his hands. "I am not a slave! You may not take me so!"

"Lovely Jalav," he murmured, a chuckle in his tone as one hand left my breast for my thighs. "A wench such as you need not be slave to be taken by men. I burned for your use from the moment I first laid eyes upon you, keeping from you only through the demands of honor. Honor no longer demands that I keep away."

Much did I wish to demand that he leave me be, yet his hand between my thighs had rendered me

speechless. No more than the ability to gasp was left me, my head thrown back against the chain, and

suddenly was Mehrayn above me, his face very near to mine.

"I give unending thanks to Sigurr for having restored you, wench," he murmured, his manhood positioned so that it did no more than torment me. "As I offer up my prayers, accept my use without thought of that which holds you here before me, for I would have had you with or without them."

His lips came to me fiercely yet briefly, and then did his head raise so that he might look upon the candle which burned upon the wall behind me.

"Mighty Sigurr, hear me!" he called, his hands now stroking my sides. "I, Mehrayn, your loyal warrior, give thanks for your blessings and approval, and special thanks for the wench beneath me. Through her use do I fulfill my obligations of devotion, bringing forth the juices of her body to dedicate to your unequaled prowess. Come the fey I am unable to so dedicate a female to you, I will know I no longer have the privilege of such use and give over my position of favor to another. Till then I shall draw all I may from the vessels of my devotion, knowing I am sustained through your pleasure at the dedication. This one is Jalav, truly worthy of use a wench you, yourself, may have tasted. Should this be so, I thank you for having sent her to me, and shall not fail you in your expectations."

The eyes of the male then came to me, fierce and bright as his hands covered my breasts.

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