Moonlight Meetings - Three Erotic Supernatural Stories (The three first stories from Suzy's Adventures) by Dorian Mayfair

Author:Dorian Mayfair [Mayfair, Dorian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Suzy surfaced from a blank dream of nothingness to a distant, hollow banging.

Scowling, she wished the noise to stop. She had been immersed in a cloud of bliss in which she would have liked to stay longer. A lot longer. When she managed to force her eyes open, she blinked in a harsh light of a small sun under a yellow satin lampshade. Wincing, she looked around and saw the wooden walls of the cabin.

What? That was impossible. Had she passed out? If so, how had she gotten back here? Had he carried her? If he had, how had he gotten her inside the house?

Questions, questions. She sat up – and fell back with a thud on the couch. She lay still while she tried to coax the muscles in her legs to co-operate. Her whole body was a dull, wonderful ache coated in layers of sweat under the white bathrobe wrapped around her.

Had she gone absolutely mad? She looked at her tattoo. It seemed unchanged. Not that she was sure; there were many details and entwined lines to it, and she did not have a clear picture of how they all looked. She would have to find the original and compare the two. Suzy shook her head. If this was another uncanny dream, it was as good as the first one.

The strange banging resumed. With a grunt, Suzy turned her head. What was that noise? Except for the lamp in the opposite corner, the house was dark. She wanted it to stop so that she could go back to sleep.

“Suzy?” someone called. “Are you there? Are you all right? This isn’t funny.” The voice came from far away, outside the walls.

Catherine! And the others! “A minute,” Suzy shouted. With a heroic effort, Suzy pushed herself off the couch and staggered towards the bathroom. She was in trouble. She flung the door open, switched on the light and looked herself in the mirror. Staring back was a mangled, flushed, red-eyed woman with her hair twisted into small corkscrews. She did not even recognize herself. Great.

She frowned. There was something else in the mirror. No, on the mirror, wedged in between the mirror and its metal frame. A postcard? A poker card? Suzy took the card, turned it over and found an old-fashioned painting of a pale naked man standing with his arms wide against a backdrop of trees. A tarot card.

The image was crudely drawn and the colours were muted, not unlike wall paintings Suzy had seen in churches. Behind the man stood an ornate wooden chair, its tall back reaching to the man’s head. In one hand he held a sword pointed at the grass, and in his other hand rested a golden crown with, of all things, a pair of antlers. Its edges looked sharp like knives. A charcoal-back bear and a pony-sized wolf flanked him in a peculiar, protective way, but there was no question about who dominated the picture: The majestic man was a looming, serene force.

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