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ancient race that once lived on Earth and now inhabits a planet called Desert Moon. The
Djinn,the Mer and the Tu'at all left Earth after the fall of Atlantis, which was caused by fighting
among the tribes. Now, that fighting comes full circle as destinies collide!
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flowers, which infiltrated its way into his head. One set of footsteps made its way to the
pool, the soft clicking of a woman’s shoes setting the rhythm of his breathing.
The water pulsed around him, lapping at his chest when she entered the pool, causing
the water, which had stilled, to swirl with movement. He lifted his arms out of the water,
resting them on either side of him along the top edge of the bath, opening himself to her
ministrations.
When her hot hand made contact with his chest, his eyes widened and his hand leapt to
life, encircling her wrist.
“You.”
“Yes, me. Is there a problem?” Her deep eyes looked up at him innocently, but he knew
she understood his surprise.
“You were to send attendants to me.” Perhaps she knew that he had already made a meal
of her attendants. Her face was unreadable.
“And they were all occupied. It is a busy time. You don’t mind, do you?”
Mind? Her breasts were hidden by the ripples of water, but he had a very vivid imagination,
thinking their ample size should allow them to float up to the surface. “Do you often wash
your prisoners?”
“You are a guest.” She moved toward him, a bottle of soap in one hand and a cleaning
cloth in the other. “And you shall be treated as such.”
“Do you treat all guests in this manner?” He cursed the lazy drawl of his voice, wishing he
had the desire to recapture his earlier growl. He hated to admit that he had allowed
himself to become too comfortable here.
She smiled, sending her amusement all the way to her eyes and sending the blood
straight to his cock. “No. But you are not just any guest.”
When she rose above him, standing to lift her body out of the water, her breasts came fully
into view. The sight of the rosy peaks would have pleased him beyond all belief had his
gold medallion not been situated between the two mounds. Surely she knew the
incantation. She could enslave him with the words so that he would never be allowed to
leave if only she would. Perhaps she was toying with him, making him wonder when she
would use the magic to control him. At the moment, his lower region was thinking for him,
having been awakened by the women before and then by thoughts of the princess.
“And you are no real princess.” He let the words slip out through his teeth as he wondered
how her breast would feel in his mouth.
“I assure you I am.” She squeezed the amber bottle, allowing the liquid to flow onto the
cloth. He watched as her hands worked the liquid into lather. She looked down at him and
smiled again. “Where shall I begin?”
“Where would you like to begin?” The sex and subsequent release had addled his brain.
This was the only explanation for his sudden teasing. That and the fact that, in his mind,
he had just been buried inside the woman who now stood before him, naked.
Her eyes flashed, letting him know they were both thinking the same thing. He’d love to
have her riding his cock until the morning, but right now, he had to figure out where he was
and why the ‘princess’ was naked in his bath.
She didn’t answer him. Instead, she advanced, letting the cloth lay against his chest for a
second before she began rubbing the soap into his skin. The scent of a thousand flowers
assaulted his senses at once. And then something else. Sandalwood perhaps. Maybe
patchouli. Manly fragrances that mixed with the floral essence she wore. The aromas were
causing his brain to formulate image after image of the two of them naked, wrapped up in
one another.
“You have a warrior’s body,” she commented as her hands began working on his
shoulders. She leaned into him, allowing her breasts to hang right in his face. If he were
so inclined, he could lean in for a taste. In fact, he could take them into his mouth, turn her
over and impale her on his throbbing cock in one motion and she’d never know to protest.
Instead, he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent, allowing her to wash him.
“I should like to wash your legs as well. If you’ll lift yourself out of the water and sit on the
edge.”
His eyes shot open at the suggestion. Surely she was teasing. Could she really be as
bold as she appeared? He held her black orbs with his as he lifted himself out of the bath,
his erection evident, and sat on the edge of the pool.
“Quite nice,” she smiled as her eyes grazed across his manhood.
Her hands began at his knees and worked their way down to his feet, carefully rubbing
each area with a light touch.
All his nerve endings were opened, awakened to her touch. Everything about her set him
on fire. She gently worked
on his feet and then slowly moved up. First one thigh, then the next. His cock stood at
attention, waiting, longing for her gentle touch there. When she took him firmly in one
hand, he gasped for breath.
His hand covered over hers. “You know not what you do.”
Her determined eyes held his, making him realize just how obstinate she was. “I know
exactly what I do, Ah-ten. And now you shall listen to me.”
He released her hand but not before pulling it away from his cock. He slid down into the
water and captured her waist with one arm. Hauling her against him, pressing his length
into her stomach, he looked down at her. “How did you know my name?”
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