1. The Knight and the Acolyte Book 7, Chapter 2: The Shaman's Struggle


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    The Knight and the Acolyte Book Seven: Illusory Passion Chapter Two: The Shaman's Struggle By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Xandra – Baraconia, The Island of Birds I blushed the moment I stepped into my room at the Pirate's Noose, the inn in which we were staying the night in the city of Baraconia. It was the final shock of a day of shocks. Faoril was on her knees before the hulking, naked Thrak, his cock thrusting swarthy and hard before him thicker than my husband's. Faoril's pale, human hands looked so tiny wrapped about the monster as she opened her mouth and licked the tip. Which was pierced by a bone ring like Thrak's fearsome face. “Oh, my,” I gasped, my heart fluttering rapidly in my chest, color blossoming in my cheeks. It was only yesterday morning that we left my home at Black Glass Aerie and spent two days crossing the Collserola Jungle. My feet were sore from the walking, though Chaun's singing helped with the exhaustion. It was so hot and sticky, the humidity trying to smother me. The aerie was above the jungle's swelter, the constant breeze keeping the heat at bay. My skirt and sleeveless shirt clung to my body, the fabric molding to my small breasts. I felt so exposed. Especially with Sophia giving me hungry looks, reminding me of our guilty tryst. We had to camp in the jungle overnight. Watches were kept, though I heard lovemaking in the dark for those couples who weren't on guard against couatls. I caught glimpses ...
    ... of naked bodies in the moonlight breaking through the high canopy. I feared every camp would be like this. The next day we entered Baraconia itself. The city sprawled and sprawled before us. The halfling city had always been a blur on the horizon, a smudge standing out from the green of the jungle canopy and the blue of the Nimborgoth. It was immense and as suffocating as the jungle. Halflings and humans crowded the street. Couples sometimes rutted openly in windows or in alleys. It was obscene. We reached the Pirate's Noose an hour before sunset, the group deciding to stay the night here and press on to the village of Llanes in the morning. I was famished, eager for dinner, but there were more obscene sights inside. Loose women, human and halflings, with their breasts hanging out, propositioning sailors crowding the common room. “They're prostitutes,” Chaun had laughed when he saw my shocked expression. He sat relaxed, leaned back in his chair, a roguish smile on his black lips, his violet eyes dancing with amusement. “Common in places like these”. And now I had my last shock. I knew we were sharing rooms with Thrak and Faoril, but I did not expect them to be so open about their sex. There was no screen to give them privacy like there would be in the aerie. I had grown up with the sounds of sex, but not the sight. “That's it, little mage,” growled Thrak. “Work that mouth up and down my cock. Mmm, yes. You're hungry for my cum, slut.” Slut. The words shivered through me. Chaun ...
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