TheWardersDemon

TheWardersDemon by Viola Grace Read Free Book Online

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Authors: Viola Grace
Tags: Magic, Paranormal, Fantasy, Romance
and I did so, drawn by a vague idea of taking my conquests here to have my wicked way with them.”
    She giggled. “I knew it.”
    He laughed. “But that grand plan was never to come to fruition. I met a woman named Elise and she had been left near death by one of my relatives. He had drained her of all her emotions and energy and left her for dead. I gathered her up, gave her what energy I could and hid her here where no one could find her.
    “When she was well again, she taught me to grow things, to nurture the tiny spark of life in plants like I had in her. I helped her return home and set up a greenhouse all her own. She thrived in her little rose cottage and she is still one of my dearest friends.”
    An image came to Elhara of a small, elderly woman with bright eyes and an ornately carved cane serving her a cup of tea. Roses had created a halo around the woman. “You took me to meet her, didn’t you?”
    He smiled. “Yes. She liked you and you her.”
    “What else did she teach you?” Elhara looked up at him and he nodded for her to look forward.
    In front of her was an endless corridor of green boxes, trees with fruit and an elaborate system of crystal troughs that provided water to the garden.
    She took a few steps forward into the garden and saw a riot of roses in multiple colours. Images flashed and she walked to the roses, caressing them slowly while the memory of her last day with Solar rushed in on her.
    The scent of roses and aroused woman came to her and she blushed as she realized that it was her scent and hers alone. The memory of his touch and how carefully he had caressed her overwhelmed her senses and she knelt in front of the roses, fallen petals on the ground softening her descent.
    “Elhara, what is it?”
    “Why does Elise grow flowers?” She knew the answer. Elise had told her the answer over tea.
    He gathered her in his arms and whispered into her hair, “Elise grows roses, because they are beautiful but never let down their guard. The thorns have to be stripped from them and at that point, they are no longer roses.”
    “She called me a rose.”
    “She did. You remember?”
    She turned in his arms and pressed her lips to his. “I do.”

    Chapter Eight
    One moment, they were on the floor of the greenhouse and the next they were on his bed, rose petals everywhere.
    She ran her hands over him and enjoyed the echoed pleasure that her touch brought them both. He tugged at her clothing and the tie at the side gave way under his long fingers.
    “No fair. Your clothes don’t come off so easily.” She ran her fingers along the edge of his trousers and he quickly rolled away from her, removing his boots and skinning out of his clothing in a few short moves before he rolled back and pressed his body along hers.
    He rocked against her and she groaned at the peculiar feel of a man against her from neck to toe. Elhara bemoaned the lack of a good look at his naked body, but he seemed to read her thoughts.
    “Save something for the wedding night.” His whisper against her neck preceded him trailing his mouth in a flurry of kisses down the length of her body and he spread her thighs with his hands, allowing him full access to her sex.
    She remembered the heat of his tongue, the flick of his fingers, but when he pressed a thumb to her anus, she arched and whimpered.
    He growled against her, moving aggressively into her until she screamed. He withdrew all digits rapidly and surged up her body, the pointed head of his cock pressing into her, parting her body’s initial resistance with no difficulty.
    Her maidenhead didn’t even twinge as his thrust carried him to the hilt. She met his black eyes as he rocked into her with a steady beat, each movement carried her lust to him and his back to hers in an endless round.
    Elhara felt a coil of tension inside her that wound tight until it snapped. She arched against him, wrapping her limbs around him to keep him inside her as her body shook and milked

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