| Author: | Rosa Steel | ISBN: | 9781476332260 |
| Publisher: | Rosa Steel | Publication: | March 4, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Rosa Steel |
| ISBN: | 9781476332260 |
| Publisher: | Rosa Steel |
| Publication: | March 4, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
SAMPLE:
They came for her as the moon rose, as was tradition -- Four elders of the village with their torches. The two elder women took her back into the cold hall, and one of them probed her with a cold and gnarled finger. Dasha couldn’t help but wince, but she stayed still and steady.
“I am sorry, little Dasha,” whispered Svetlana, the old crone who probed her. They had known each other since Dasha had been born.
Dasha couldn’t find the words, but only nodded sadly. It was hard not to complain, to beg for mercy, but she refused to abandon her duty.
“You are a virgin.” Svetlana said.
Dasha’s body was washed in rose water, and she was given a rose-tasting candy to eat so that she would be sweet for the Wolf Gods. They trimmed away the delicate blonde curls of her sex and washed her hair, and then brushed it until it gleamed like spun gold. The old women were tender to her, and tried to comfort her, but Dasha barely heard their kind words. She was thinking of three men with golden eyes, and the scent of smoke and musk.
ADULT SAMPLE:
Fyor surrendered her silently. Dasha whined in disappointed lust as his fingers slipped free of her sex, but in a flash Volk was there pinning her down, his mouth pressed hungrily over hers. She felt the steel hard tip of his cock pressed against her trembling slit. A quiver of fear came over her, but the lust was stronger. She bucked her hips slightly. That was all the encouragement he needed, and the wolf savagely thrust his entire huge self into her. Her virgin wall was burst in an instant and she screamed in pain, clawing at his back as he drew out and rammed himself home again. After a while she was screaming not so much from pain as from an excruciating kind of pleasure that threatened to tear her apart....
SAMPLE:
They came for her as the moon rose, as was tradition -- Four elders of the village with their torches. The two elder women took her back into the cold hall, and one of them probed her with a cold and gnarled finger. Dasha couldn’t help but wince, but she stayed still and steady.
“I am sorry, little Dasha,” whispered Svetlana, the old crone who probed her. They had known each other since Dasha had been born.
Dasha couldn’t find the words, but only nodded sadly. It was hard not to complain, to beg for mercy, but she refused to abandon her duty.
“You are a virgin.” Svetlana said.
Dasha’s body was washed in rose water, and she was given a rose-tasting candy to eat so that she would be sweet for the Wolf Gods. They trimmed away the delicate blonde curls of her sex and washed her hair, and then brushed it until it gleamed like spun gold. The old women were tender to her, and tried to comfort her, but Dasha barely heard their kind words. She was thinking of three men with golden eyes, and the scent of smoke and musk.
ADULT SAMPLE:
Fyor surrendered her silently. Dasha whined in disappointed lust as his fingers slipped free of her sex, but in a flash Volk was there pinning her down, his mouth pressed hungrily over hers. She felt the steel hard tip of his cock pressed against her trembling slit. A quiver of fear came over her, but the lust was stronger. She bucked her hips slightly. That was all the encouragement he needed, and the wolf savagely thrust his entire huge self into her. Her virgin wall was burst in an instant and she screamed in pain, clawing at his back as he drew out and rammed himself home again. After a while she was screaming not so much from pain as from an excruciating kind of pleasure that threatened to tear her apart....
