Wildlings Enraptured: The Novella: (Fantasy Dark Erotica, Paranormal Sex Stories, Fairy Sex) by Jill Soffalot

Author:Jill Soffalot [Soffalot, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Wild Charm Publishing
Published: 2014-04-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine: Unnatural Excess

Nightgift trotted along the Heartriver’s winding curve, her movement graceful and silent in the morning air. Daylight was breaking along the surface of the water, and the river sparkled like untouched moonglass. Passing silverfish flashed like stars in the clear stream, and luminous blue dragonflies hovered lazily between drooping water lilies. Andrax wondered at how beautiful the world could be even as darkness threatened to engulf it forever.

Herrik sat astride Nightgift with his back to Andrax, so he could warn him of any rear attacks, but the last two hours had been eerily quiet. They had encountered no travelers since they set out for Bower Ridge, and the only sounds were the bubbling river and the buzzing dragonflies. Perhaps the curse is finally lifted and Minerva is sated. But last night’s dream suggested otherwise…

They had decided to make camp in the green and russet canopy of the great oak. Night had fallen over Shadehaven like a shroud, and neither of them had any desire to face the Fay in darkness. They were both exhausted and famished, and Herrik offered to hunt game while Andrax concealed Nightgift. A hunter now? He is certainly full of surprises, thought Andrax as Herrik disappeared into the forest. Andrax hobbled Nightgift and hid the beast in a nearby copse of bramble. All it took was a tender word and Nightgift calmed, his shiny black coat melting into the dense foliage. Andrax silently thanked the Negress for the gift of living night and returned to the base of the tree.

Herrik expertly skinned a rabbit he had trapped in a devious wooden snare while Andrax built a small fire in the hollow trunk of the tree, the flames invisible to passersby. Herrik’s arms were bloody to the elbow as he told of his narrow escape. “I hid in a wheat field while the Fay descended on the paper mill. I watched as a group of sprites carved the skin off a water nymph, trying to ignore her wails as I pressed my head to the dirt.”

Herrik tossed the rabbit into the makeshift oven, licking at the pink tips of his fingers. “It is a sound I will not soon forget, Andrax. She was laughing amidst the screams, and they began to fuck her as they wrapped her flayed skin around their faces. That’s when I knew I had to run. I raced along the Heartriver, and Bower Ridge opened its golden gates for me. Luckily there are still some decent Fay left in this cursed corner of the world.”

Herrik’s face was half in darkness, his voice monotone and detached. “When Trixie Bower heard my tidings, she sent me back out with a fresh mount to gather you. Her grandfather had word from the Council that the Dark Lady Minerva had found the Moonheart once more, and that you were the only one who could bring her tyranny to an end. She seeks you now as she always has, and she will let the entire world fall into darkness if it means your return.

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