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Royal Consort
by Denyse M. Bridger

Category: Romance
Description: During the time before the Great Forbidding was created, it was believed that the defiance of the Renegades could be contained. To that end, the Council of Power called upon their Ancient gods for assistance. In reply, the gods ordered the creation of the Triad of Power--three swords, each one imbued with the essence of a gift unique to those who would wield the weapons as the Guardians of Foress. Like all magic, each crafted blade contained the driving sorcery of its creator--not all wizards are immune to the weaknesses of men, and within the Triad, conflict itself was bred without conscious knowledge. With the acumen of the gods in their possession, the Council of Power assembled, and the weapons were entrusted to the warriors who had been chosen to serve them. The most powerful of the wizards, a son of Karman, the god of Foresight, was the creator of Diviner--this was the sword that guided the spell-masters who created the Forbidding, and is perhaps the most truly formidable of the Triad. The second weapon was Huntor, imbued with the fierce fury of the goddess of War and the Forest god, M'Har. The hand that controls this blade is one of the cold, calculated warrior. The final component in the set was Predator. Given the power of its creator, a master wizard devoted to Shadin, the god of Deceptions, this sword was and remains the most unpredictable of the grouping. In the wrong hands, it can be traitorous, for it seeks an opportunity to corrupt its owner, and only a man of true honor can wield the blade and retain his humanity and integrity.
eBook Publisher: Solstice Publishing, 2009 2009
eBookwise Release Date: November 2009


Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [60 KB]
Words: 11628
Reading time: 33-46 min.


Sherindal stretched contentedly, then laughed deep in her throat when two tanned, sleekly muscled arms encircled her waist and pulled her back into contact with warm skin. She shook her long mane of pale blonde hair and murmured softly when her lover's lips traced the curve of her shoulder, then sought the sensitive hollow at the corner of her jaw.

"Do you have to leave, Sherin?"

Rienn's voice was as persuasive as his touch and she hesitated for a moment. Her answer, whatever it might've been, was forgotten as the Prince of Ember City shifted his position and settled his body between her legs. Against her inner thigh, Sherindal could feel the velvety heat of his hard, hot length like a brand to her smooth skin.

"You are making it very difficult to think about leaving, Rienn," she murmured close to his ear before she traced the perfect curve with the tip of her tongue.

"And why might that be, Lady Sherindal?"

As he spoke, Rienn's hips moved and she arched in welcome when he slid into her, his thick length filling her body as his presence filled her soul. His soft groan of complete bliss warmed her spirit and she all but purred in his ear.

"Gods, Rienn! You feel so good..."

His laughter was low and his smile when he looked at her was warm with love. He shrugged off the restriction of the heavy bed linens and ducked his head to her breast. She watched in fascination as he licked at the small tattoo near her nipple, the ornate dagger a perfect replica of his honor blade.

"If you would move your attention just a little, I would be most grateful, Highness," she teased. Her breath escaped in a hiss of pleasure when his mouth closed over her taut nipple and he began to suck and nibble the rigid tip. He repeated the erotic play over her other breast, his seductive attention thorough and exciting as he lingered and tasted her skin, igniting a thousand tiny fires that burned through her veins.


He eased free of her body and she gasped in objection. Her voice became a moan of pleasure moments later when he spread her legs wide and lifted her hips. The stroke of his tongue exploring the wet heat between her thighs was enough to send waterfalls of stars tumbling behind her closed eyelids as her spine arched upward. The sensation of soaring then plummeting downward was a familiar one in Rienn's arms, and she thrilled to the wild swirl of ecstasy as it peaked, then began to ebb away like a tide within her.

"I don't think you want to leave at all, Sher," Rienn observed, his voice rough and breathless.

She laughed and nodded her head in agreement as she caught her breath.

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