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When Lust Meets War

Novel By: sineadmc1990
Erotica



IF I GET LESS THAN FIVE (5) COMMENTS I'M DELETING THIS. AGAIN.

There is no porn/erotica until later chapters. You're gonna have to wait.

Its a complicated novel, and I'm still working on it. I keep going back to the early chapters, especially this one. Think of this as erotica but with a decent storyline.

This one novel covers practically every genre. And it even has some Latin phrases. ^_^ View table of contents...


Chapters:

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13

Submitted:Dec 10, 2007    Reads: 157    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Chapter V

Her corset was untied; her skirt fell on its own. She was standing in front of Fidelis with all her clothes on the floor. Her hands were around his waist, lowering steadily. Her hands reached the small of his back and went lower. His hands matched her movements. Permotio stepped forward, pressing her well-formed breasts against his chest. Both of their hearts were racing, their breathing was fast and shallow, but not fast enough to make them pass out. She knelt at his feet, eyes looking at his face, a smile spreading across her lips. Fidelis nodded, and Permotio kissed the tip of his pride and joy. He closed his eyes and groaned as she licked up the whole length. Permotio slipped his whole length easily in her mouth, sucking hard, and biting gently. Fidelis gripped her hair tightly, whispering, "Oh Lady and Consort, please no. I'm gonna…" He did not have a chance to finish his sentence, as he climaxed in her mouth. Permotio pretended to swallow, but instead kissed Fidelis hard, allowing his liquid to enter his mouth. He returned the kiss, still panting, swallowing. Permotio pulled back from the kiss and stroked him hard. She jumped up, her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands were on her thighs, holding her off the ground. He entered her so gracefully and gently, but at the same time with so much force and power, everything happened quickly.

The next thing Permotio remembered was waking up on her chamber floor, lying in his arms. A sheet had been placed over them to keep them from getting cold and to keep their modesty. Permotio assumed it was Verna. Fidelis was still asleep, as a slight smile played on his lips. "Good morning, princess."

Permotio giggled. "I thought you were sleeping. I wasn't planning on waking you. Did you have a good night?"

Fidelis laughed. "Darling, it was seven in the morning when we met. We couldn't have done it all night, and all day, could we?" They both glanced at the wall clock at the same time. "One minute past twelve. Is that twelve midday, or twelve midnight?"

Permotio leaned up on one elbow. She allowed the white cotton sheet to fall away from her. She spoke low, not quite a whisper, but as a seductress would speak. "It is light. Midday, I presume, but I cannot be sure. Maybe you should lean up, so you can see as well." Permotio flicked her hair away with a swift, sharp movement of her head.

Fidelis did as she suggested. As he leaned up, he threw the sheet away with a violently fast jolt. Permotio's eyes flickered down then back up. She blushed when her brain registered what she had seen. "Blushing, my dearest, after what we done? My, my, aren't you a shy one?" A smile was still playing on his lips as he spoke. He ran his hand absent-mindedly down his chest and stomach, resting it over his hips. It should have been a feminine gesture, but he made it seductively masculine. Permotio giggled. He was hard and ready again. Fidelis moved quickly, so quickly Permotio could not brace herself for what would happen. His hands were holding her wrists to the floor, firmly but not tightly. His knees, on the floor, were beside each hip. He lowered himself down, moved his hips, and entered her. Permotio was already wet, making the entrance easier but no less pleasurably painful. "This what you want?" Fidelis whispered, as he entered her again, with more force. Permotio could not even nod or open her mouth before her breathing became uncontrollable, fast, and irregular. She writhed below him, as he slipped easily out of her.

Permotio screamed, "Do it!" as he entered her repeatedly, faster and more powerful each time. Fidelis groaned each time he moved, showing that it was pleasing Permotio just as much as it was pleasing him. Permotio's heart pounded in her chest, the blood rushed through her ears, and her breathing became so fast, she passed out.




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