Princesses in Peril #1 "Such a beautiful little princess you are," he murmured. "I'm sure I got the best of the three. Are you still a maiden, lovely one? Adrien said that he believed you are, but I find it very hard to believe."
When King Jeoffroi leads his army to war, he leaves his three daughters - Sidonie, Richelle, and Lisette - behind in the safety of his kingdom's strongest city under the care of his ...
Princesses in Peril #1
"Such a beautiful little princess you are," he murmured. "I'm sure I got the best of the three. Are you still a maiden, lovely one? Adrien said that he believed you are, but I find it very hard to believe."
When King Jeoffroi leads his army to war, he leaves his three daughters - Sidonie, Richelle, and Lisette - behind in the safety of his kingdom's strongest city under the care of his most trusted lieutenant. But strong walls and brave defenders are no match for treachery, and when a traitor lets the enemy inside the walls the city is sacked and the three princesses become spoils of war.
Princess Sidonie is claimed by Prince Jerzeg, the leader of the enemy host, to become a member of his harem. On the long voyage back to his capital she must learn that disobedience will not be tolerated, and that her only option is to obey the prince in all things. Innocent of the ways of men, she finds herself at the mercy of a prince whose carnal desires appall her - at least at first. How long can Sidonie defy the prince's will when her body is already longing to submit to his every desire?
9600 words. Includes excerpts from the Kelli Wolfe stories Richelle's Tale, Claiming Princess Kailen, Captive of the Beast Men, and Straight A Student.
FOR ADULTS ONLY. Contains reluctant sex, virgin sex, spanking, defloration, BDSM, rough sex, and anal sex.
Princesses in Peril
1. Sidonie's Tale
2. Richelle's Tale
3. Lisette's Tale (coming soon!)
As I raised my head I saw him toss his shirt to the bed, and then I realized his manhood was bobbing only inches from my nose. I knew what it was, although I had never seen one before. Women talk, so I wasn't completely ignorant, but what I saw left me stunned. It seemed impossibly long to my inexperienced eyes, and was as thick around as my wrist. Thick veins gnarled it from the base of the shaft all the way to the bulbous purple head. I wouldn't have been half as afraid if he had threatened me with his sword.
"Whenever I tell you to kneel and attend, you will suck on my cock until I tell you to stop."
I stared up into his eyes, aghast. In my mouth? He wanted me to put that beastly thing in my mouth? I started to shake my head then my eyes flickered over to Richelle, still sobbing on the floor. Jerzeg watched me with amusement.
"Use your tongue first, little princess. Lick it from bottom to top, all over."
I took a deep breath to steady myself, and then hesitantly reached out with the tip of my tongue and ran it across swollen head. Relief flooded through me when I discovered that despite its ferocious appearance, it didn't taste bad. The skin was smooth and very soft and there was just a slight hint of salt. As I began to relax, I noticed the rich scent of spice and musk coming from him. It was a male smell, a wild smell, and it set off something in the back of my mind that made me suddenly feel very small and soft and vulnerable.
Flustered by these feelings, I turned my full attention to his rigid shaft. Gradually I became bolder, using more of my tongue and moving in broader strokes. His cock slipped away from my mouth so I took hold of it with one hand, surprised at how hot he felt against my palm. I glanced up, hoping that I hadn't been overly presumptuous, and found the prince watching me through half-lidded eyes.
"Good, little princess; continue. I want to feel those lovely lips wrapped around me."
Fear blossomed again. It was one thing to lick it, but how was I supposed to fit it in my mouth?
"I can't," I whimpered. "It's too big."
"You will learn to take it. You will learn to take it everywhere, any time I ask."
I slid my tongue around the head of it again, until it glistened with my spit. When I worked up enough nerve I parted my lips and slid my mouth over the tip. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, I still was unable to fit the swollen head inside. I whimpered again, sucking air through my nose.
"You must open wider."
I tried. I stretched my jaw until my ears ached, and slowly I squeezed him in. His cock was a white-hot rod in my mouth, pulsating slowly against my tongue as it slid deeper and deeper. Sometime while I was concentrating on working him in he became saltier, tangier, a little bitter. This stronger taste combined with his smell into a heady mixture that set all of my senses on edge. I flushed, suddenly hot, and as I slid my hand further down towards the base of his manhood I felt my nipples crinkle and swell, and an unfamiliar ache started between my legs.
I'm a nurse by day, and a smut writer by night. It's my secret identity, like I'm Supergirl or something. Only my super power is making people read one-handed.
I'm working on two new series right now. Sweet Nothings is new adult erotic romance about a group of girls who were ignored by boys all through high school but when they go to college things start to get more interesting. These are all longer stories, written as very steamy erotic romances. The Perils of Polly is about a college senior who is always getting into some sort of trouble and sex is usually the only way out. These are shorter stories with a much higher proportion of sex, a lot like the Preacher's Daughters series.
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