Pride of the Beast
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : K.B. Forrest
Word Count :77500
Publication Date :2010-11-29
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55410-821-3
The bejeweled dragon held Devdata in his jaws and shook him like a rag. Despair? There's no time for that! The man he loved was torn and bloody, leaving only rage in Artavan's heart.
Fleeing a charge of murdering his master, Artavan, the orphan slave boy, joins his noble friend Tork, on a mission beyond the village—where it is rumored that demons and monsters roam. They soon encounter two sinister strangers who may have a link to Artavan’s unknown past. The Sorcerer Angraminyu, a powerful mage bent on killing one of the strangers, Prince Devdata, will not allow Artavan and Tork to part ways with them, not that Artavan wants to. Although he once thought that Tork was his only comfort, now he begins to see something concealed in his shifty eyes. Does Tork know something about him, which he wishes to hide? Who really is his friend? When he finds himself in the strong arms of Prince Devdata, Artavan’s heart disobeys his mind, even though grief will surely be the result.
Artavan set off to bathe after Tork had retreated. He walked to the pool they’d used earlier, stripped off his beautiful deerskin, and jumped in. He played happily in the water, rinsing his mouth and washing his long hair. As he broke through the surface after chasing fish, he saw the Prince staring impassively.
“Come in and swim with me!” Artavan called. “The water is so cool!”
His frown deepened slightly, but he began to undress. Artavan tried not to look, out of respect, but soon he felt an arm encircle his chest. He dared not breathe as he felt the caress of warm lips on his neck.
He could feel the Prince’s erection poking his backside exploringly.
“Have you never done this before?” Devdata asked when he noticed Artavan’s tenseness.
“No sir. I believe that when I love someone deeply, I will understand and be ready,” Artavan said with a trembling voice.
“Oh, what about your many wives?” Devdata asked. “You do nothing with them? You do not enter them?”
“I… uh… that is to say,” Artavan sputtered.
“Never mind, I like your spirit, human. Perhaps it isn’t good for me to try your soft body in this way just yet.” Devdata stepped back. “Here, will you touch my swollen member? I’ve had no release for some time.”
Artavan turned, blushing all over and gently held the Prince’s cock, stroking it softly under the water. He was very careful and respectful, but Devdata looked dissatisfied and impatient.
“You certainly have never done this before, have you?” Devdata laughed. “I’ll show you how it is done.” Artavan stepped back fearfully, but Devdata put his arms around his chest as he turned to flee. As if he were a rag, the Prince dragged him to a shallow spot and sat the blushing young man on his lap.
“Have you never done this while alone? Do you not pleasure yourself?”