White as Snow (not quite the fairy tale Book 6) by May Sage

Author:May Sage [Sage, May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Madam's Books
Published: 2016-07-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven:

Mirror, Mirro…

Ilda managed to stay calm until the pest had closed the door behind her; only then did she yell, kick and punch everything in the vicinity.

She knew her rage was pointless, perhaps even counter-productive, but at least, it felt good.

Eventually, she’d calmed down enough to do the one rational thing that could actually ease her mind.

She turned towards the mirror nested next to her vanity, and stared at it for a long moment.

She wasn’t sure what made her hesitate. It had been a while, of course, but she knew she’d see exactly the same thing as she always did.

Wouldn’t she?

“Mirror?”

Okay, calling out to it made her look rather silly, but there was no other way – the mirror didn’t respond to mental prompting; like most of the strongest objects in the world, it had a will of its own.

“Mirror, mirror,” she tried again, coaxing it with a singsong voice, and finally, her own reflection disappeared, to be replaced with the most perfect man out there.

He was so similar to Alexandro Primerius, they might as well be twins; their features were identic, but for the golden hue of the man in the mirror’s hair, and also something about his aura, glowing softly, as though he held a fire underneath his skin. He wore practically nothing, just a sort of sheath at the waist, and everytime she gazed upon him, Ilda thanked him for showing off almost every inch of his unnatural beauty.

“Well, if that isn’t a lovely sight,” the man said, appreciatively running his gaze from her feet to the tip of her head.

The gaze was intrusive, penetrating, and Ilda wanted nothing more than to pull him out of the fucking object and get him to screw her until next year.

Her pussy tingled like he’d reached to it and teased it with his strong hands, rather than his eyes.

The Queen’s only comfort was in the knowledge that she had a party with plenty of guests ready to attend to her needs downstairs. Otherwise, she might have grown mad with desire.

“So it should be,” she replied, “I’ve paid enough for it.”

She had the body of a goddess, and such things were not given for free.

The man cocked his head, an amused smile on his lips.

“Is that resentment I hear? Although your mere presence is enough to arouse any man and tarnish the grace of most women of any gathering.”

“Most,” she repeated.

That hadn’t been part of the deal.

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