The Heartstone Saga Archibald Bradford (english novels to improve english TXT) 📖

indignation; “We took too long already. We- I, want her, so go and get her.”

The whole conversation was happening so fast that Nameless was struggling to keep up.

But after a few moments, a broad and genuine smile spread across his face.

“Well it’s not like I can say no, now can I?” He quipped.

Milly bit her lip and her cheeks reddened further as she looked away in embarrassment.

But she smiled as well.

“Do you want to tell her?” He asked, still smiling.

She shook her head.

“We already have a plan for that too.”

He quirked his brow at her.

“How much ‘planning’ do you girls get up to when I’m not around?”

His Minotaur giggled and she turned coquettish.

“Nina told me that if I tell you I have to kill you. So I’ll never tell, Master!”

They had escaped from the party early, but it was still quite late in the evening, and with their journey ahead of them the Amazons took it in turns to wash up before settling in for the night.

It felt strange to them to bathe alone, but the needs of the moment overrode their cultural preferences.

Escrya came out of the shower last, bemused by the strange contraption that allowed for rain to fall indoors; it was one thing to be aware of such a thing, another to experience it directly.

With a towel wrapped around her nude body she made to go into the living room where Helena and Kaylee were already asleep.

But she never made it there.

In the moonlight filtering in through the windows stood Ophelia, waiting at the bottom of the stairs, wearing one of her fluttery nightgowns and a mysterious smile.

Without a word she offered her hand, palm up, towards Escrya.

The Amazon’s breathing hitched at the implications.

Her fingers were trembling slightly when she settled them in the Flutterby’s welcoming palm.

And when she was slowly led up the stairs, her body began to tense up, a fearful hope rising in her breast.

On the bed were Nameless and the rest of the girls, naked and waiting; all eyes turned to her, welcoming her in silence as her gaze settled on his face.

A smile and a simple nod from him told her unequivocally that her hope was not without cause.

Chapter 17:Moonlit Bonds

It was a struggle for Escrya to maintain her composure, a struggle which she inevitably lost.

Standing beside her, Ophelia heard the quiet sob as her emotions overcame her, joyous tears trailing down her face.

And hers wasn’t the only one; sitting on the edge of the bed Milly sniffed quietly, while at her side Erica was blinking rapidly to fend off her own emotional response.

A faint tug at her hip told Escrya that the Flutterby wanted her to lose her towel, and a moment later she felt it fall away, her nakedness revealed to the man and monster girls in the loft, her tanned skin paling in the moonlight.

Before they joined the others on the bed, Ophelia turned the tearful Amazon’s head to face her and stood on her toes to kiss her gently on the lips.

“We want you.” She said simply.

With the dearly sought after words spoken aloud, Escrya had to pull her close with both arms in order to lean over the shorter woman and kiss her properly, though her lips were wet with tears.

Once they broke apart, she allowed the somewhat dazed Flutterby to lead her onto the bed with the others.

Leaning against Volka’s shoulder, Nina reached out and gentle pressed her balled fist against her jaw, as if punching her in slow motion.

“You earned this, don’t be weird about it.” She mumbled into the heavy silence; “And after this you, me, and Milly are going to be wrestling a bunch more, until I’m satisfied that the only one who can get past you is me.”

Escrya was the story teller for her people, their oral history remembered through her words, so it was a strange thing for her to be unable to speak.

Instead she pressed her lips to Nina’s tiny mouth, a bold move given how badly the Gigas had kicked her ass once, but she was into it.

After that the other girls greeted her in turns; Erica by purring and tonguing at her cheek and lips, Milly by hugging her fiercely, their breasts squeezing tight together.

“I’m sorry I made you wait so long.” The Minotaur spoke thickly into her ear.

“Don’t-” Escrya sobbed, finally able to speak, however thickly; “Never apologize for anything, you beautiful Minotaur!”

When their hug finally broke apart, the Amazon turned to face Volka, the angel had her knees curled up under her, sitting on her thighs.

For Escrya it was like worshiping at an altar as she approached the Valkyrie, her golden wings wrapping around her as they embraced just as fiercely she had with Milly.

“I told you this before, daughter of Alcaia, but I shall repeat it: you are worthy.”

A few stressful tears trailed down Escrya’s cheeks as her lips met with the angel’s, sharing in a long kiss.

A bit too long, in some opinions.

“So are we doing this or what?” Nina complained.

“Shh!” Erica hissed at her; “Or I’ll sit on your face.”

The moment of levity allowed the overwhelmed Amazon a moment of tension easing laughter as she broke off her intimate moment with the angel.

When she turned from Volka all that was left was Nameless.

The girls all shuffled around as she met his eyes in the dim light, seeing nothing but acceptance as he extended his arm towards her.

The Amazon reached out, but not to accept his hand: her fingers encircled his erection and his eyes widened when she gripped his heated length firmly, her fingers pressing it tight to her palm.

At first her smile was coy, but she bit her