The Procession of the Naked Bride and Other Erotic Tales [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Samantha Hail
eBook Category: Erotica
eBook Description: Polyamory, BD, and fantasy tales of times olden and time new in this sizzling collection. "Lord's Right," "WaterwallFour Some Love," "Persephone and Hades" and more hot adventures await you. Rated: explicit sexual language and some scenes of multiple partner sex.
eBook Publisher: Oestara Publishing LLC, Published: Looking Glass Books Website, 1998
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2006
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She picked up her bow and slung it over her arm. A consultation with the glass convinced her she looked truly fetching, and so Lady Hagarth was ready to attend to the handsome elf.
Lady Hagarth briskly made her way through her castle noting the relieved looks on the faces of servants and the few lords and ladies. Lady Hagarth's domain, wealth, and connections were modest, but she determinedly protected and looked after all within her care.
A stable lad quickly readied a fine chestnut mare. The horse was one of Hagarth's favorites for it was as swift and sweet-tempered as it was beautiful. Lady Hagarth adroitly mounted and signaled the horse to race out towards the forest.
There--the elf was ahead, partly hidden by the foliage. Lady Hagarth urged her horse towards him. The elf laughed, a wonderful musical sound that filled Lady Hagarth with the joy of pure fun, and the elf dashed off. He was headed toward toward the place where briars and nettles prevented anyone from entering a section of the woods that had strange, ancient gnarled trees. Mist and moss hung in the branches of those trees as the trees swayed gently above their protective barrier of briars. Lady Hagarth turned her horse away from the elf's path. She must circle round by an easier path and head the elf off otherwise he would slip into the mysterious old part of the forest. The hooves of her mare pounded on the ground. The mare's ears were perked up with the horse's glee at running so freely and fast. Lady Hagarth saw the elf approaching her at the same time he saw she had intersected his retreat. He swiftly turned to his right, running like the wind. Lady Hagarth pulled out a arrow, set it to the bow and let if fly. The arrow pierced its target--a tree--and the netting spilled down that was attached along a long cord from arrow to another arrow still within the pouch. Lady Hagarth took the arrow that held the other end of the netting, and shot that arrow surely into another tree creating a wall of netting. The elf stopped so abruptly that he nearly fell into the netting. He whirled about and raced off. Lady Hagarth drew two arrows more, and again netting cut off the path of the elf. Four times more Hagarth shot arrows securing netting between trees. She had the elf and herself boxed in.
"Sir Elf," she cried haughtily, "No longer canst thou run from me."
"What is it thou wants from me, Lady?" said the elf politely, but with an undercurrent of warning in his tone.