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Fantasy Erotica: The Prince
Fantasy Erotica: The Prince
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The Prince is a Fantasy, Lesbian, Menage, Multiple Partner, and Paranormal Erotica short story - M/F/F. This erotica short story contains explicit content, erotic situations, graphic language and is suitable for readers 18 and over.
Elfin women flee from battle and into surrounding woodland and stumble across an unconscious Prince. They recognize him by his royal clothing and medallion. At the sight of the hearty male specimen, they are reminded at how alone they both are. They are lovers, and as such, they are shunned by their kind. As much as they love each other, they are also very lonely. Since they do not have a man and prefer each other, they are not likely to have a child. These feelings are stirred when they view the prince in all of his glory. Together and without speaking, they know what they should do. They can awaken the prince with more than just a kiss. Will this awakening give them what they have been lacking and open themselves up to more than one new experience? Can he give them the fulfillment that they have been missing?
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They had been running for what felt like hours, and at their pace, hundreds of miles were behind them. As they breached the forest edge, they slowed. When they were deep inside and covered by the canopy, they stopped in a small clearing. Constellina had to stop herself short. Otherwise, she would have tripped over the figure lying sprawled out in front of her.
It was post battle and her first reaction was to draw her sword, but she soon realized that what she had stumbled across was an unconscious, human male. Her keen, almond-shaped, sky blue eyes clocked the symbol he adorned round his powerful neck.
“Aurora, over here,” she called for her lover’s attention. Aurora shot through the vegetation, swifter than the human eye could follow, and was by her partner’s side in a flash, gazing down at her discovery.
“It’s the Prince,” she pointed to the medallion, engraved with the royal symbol.
“He’s very handsome for a human,” they both thought, as they gazed upon the helpless figure. He didn’t stir at all, not even a slight snort of a nostril. He appeared dead, but for the rise and fall of his chest, and the sound of his breathing, only apparent to their elfin senses.
Elfin women flee from battle and into surrounding woodland and stumble across an unconscious Prince. They recognize him by his royal clothing and medallion. At the sight of the hearty male specimen, they are reminded at how alone they both are. They are lovers, and as such, they are shunned by their kind. As much as they love each other, they are also very lonely. Since they do not have a man and prefer each other, they are not likely to have a child. These feelings are stirred when they view the prince in all of his glory. Together and without speaking, they know what they should do. They can awaken the prince with more than just a kiss. Will this awakening give them what they have been lacking and open themselves up to more than one new experience? Can he give them the fulfillment that they have been missing?
Excerpt:
They had been running for what felt like hours, and at their pace, hundreds of miles were behind them. As they breached the forest edge, they slowed. When they were deep inside and covered by the canopy, they stopped in a small clearing. Constellina had to stop herself short. Otherwise, she would have tripped over the figure lying sprawled out in front of her.
It was post battle and her first reaction was to draw her sword, but she soon realized that what she had stumbled across was an unconscious, human male. Her keen, almond-shaped, sky blue eyes clocked the symbol he adorned round his powerful neck.
“Aurora, over here,” she called for her lover’s attention. Aurora shot through the vegetation, swifter than the human eye could follow, and was by her partner’s side in a flash, gazing down at her discovery.
“It’s the Prince,” she pointed to the medallion, engraved with the royal symbol.
“He’s very handsome for a human,” they both thought, as they gazed upon the helpless figure. He didn’t stir at all, not even a slight snort of a nostril. He appeared dead, but for the rise and fall of his chest, and the sound of his breathing, only apparent to their elfin senses.
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