The Night Raiders--A Sexy Supernatural Medieval Fantasy M/M Novelette From Steam Books

by Bernadette Russo

  “Positions!” Jaru barked.

  From out of the sky, a star fell, zooming straight toward the Fort.

  Jaru asked those nearest him what it was, but none saw it. He was beginning to wonder if he was going mad. The star grew brighter and brighter, coming straight at him. His eyes grew wide with shock as it came closer. Jaru wanted to run, but found he couldn’t move.

  Then brightness consumed him.

  Jaru found himself naked in a strange room. It was round, looking like it had been carved out of some bedrock, rather like the tunnels below the Fort. There were no doors, however, and no light, though he could see perfectly.

  He knew he should not be here, but could not remember how he had arrived. He felt sure that he had been in the middle of something important, but try as he might, he could not remember what it was.

  A naked man appeared before him, and a flash of recognition hit. He didn’t know the man’s name, but he knew him, somehow. The man reached a hand out toward him. Instead of taking it, Jaru grabbed the man, delighting in the feel of the man’s body against his own bare flesh. Strong arms held him, caressing his back, his head, his buttocks, making him moan.

  “My name is Ben Meru,” said the man against his ear.

  “I am Jaru Bahn.”

  The man pulled back to take a good look at him. Jaru smiled, thrilled at the sight of the gorgeous one who cupped his face. Then he leaned forward and took the man’s mouth in his own, groaning at the feel of the warm lips and the hungry mouth.

  When the man pulled back from the kiss, Jaru growled, wanting more, but the man’s mouth began kissing his neck, his chest, and gentle teeth began biting his nipples. Jaru leaned his head back, but kept Ben’s head firmly in his grasp, lest the man vanish.

  When a tongue found his navel, Jaru gasped. It felt so good! He looked down, and smiled at his Ben. His Ben Meru. It was such a strange name, and yet so familiar, somehow.

  Jaru felt strange. He was alone in the room with his Ben, yet he felt as if it were crowded, somehow. He had the strange feeling that eyes were upon them… no. No, that wasn’t it. He felt as if his eyes were not his own.

  It’s working, said the voice of Master Shak into Ben’s mind.

  Ben took Jaru’s shaft into his mouth, moaning at tasting it once more.

  What is happening!? came the voice of Master Pelgau into his mind.

  * * *

  Out across the Great Sea, Lekan was sobbing over the unconscious form of the Master at Arms. The line of archers manning the walls looked out over the plain below, wondering why the Night Raiders had gone still, and had begun undulating. Those with sharp eyes noted that they were all male, and that all had erections.

  * * *

  Back in the college, Jaru had grabbed Ben’s mouth, pumping into his face. A growl was coming out of his mouth, and he was losing himself, not just in the delicious hot wetness of Ben’s eager mouth, but also in the growing number of minds that were occupying his body.

  As their numbers grew, Jaru grew wilder. Thrusting his head back, he let out a howl and pushed Ben onto the floor.

  * * *

  On the plains below the Fort, half of the Night Raiders fell on their backs. To the horror of those watching from the walls, the standing Night Raiders threw themselves on those lying on their backs, and a mass orgy began.

  * * *

  In the subterranean vault of the college across the Great Sea, Ben fought through the thousands of minds that occupied his body. He was after only one man, and it was a struggle to maintain his identity in a vast sea of so many personalities.

  There! Jaru!

  The confused man was looking around him, standing alone in a sea of naked, wild men. Turning, he saw Ben, and fought his way toward him.

  The two sobbed in relief at having found each other. Ben led Jaru to a quieter, more isolated corner of his mind, and hugged him.

  “I think I love you, Ben Mera.”

  “I’m sure I love you, Jaru Bahn.”

  To prove it, Jaru lay on his back and spread his legs, wrapping them around Ben’s waist. In their astral form, there was neither pain, nor need for oil.

  Ben plunged deep into Jaru’s tight ass and began pumping away, reveling in the way it gripped his shaft.

  Jaru enjoyed the way it filled him up, and his eyes widened as it seemed to grow longer and thicker inside him. He writhed on the soft floor beneath him, rocking back and forth as Ben’s cock plunged into him, then pulled back.

  As the rod plowed into him, Jaru felt the familiar tightness growing behind his groin. With each of Ben’s thrusts, he got closer and closer to his own orgasm. His pre-cum, a pearl of bright white light, began oozing from his own cock, dribbling a thick line onto his stomach.

  He reached forward and began exploring the chiseled planes of Ben’s chest and stomach, tracing the muscular arms on either side of him.

  “I’m gonna cum, Ben,” he gasped. “Fuck me harder! You have to fuck me harder!”

  Ben leaned down, kissed him, then pulled back. With a growl, he began pumping into Jaru, ramming into him so hard, the Master at Arms shook beneath him.

  Jaru was sobbing from the sheer pleasure of it. The sight of his beautiful phantom above him, the cock skewering his insides, was too much.

  Jaru screamed as his orgasm tore through his body. Above him, Ben stiffened and began howling.

  Epilogue.

  The three novices laid flowers upon the grave, bowing respectfully, before making their way back to their dorm.

  “They say that Mage Ben Mera was responsible for the changes around here,” said one. “Good changes they are, too.”

  “Celibacy,” added another. “Such a disgusting concept. Oi, you guys wanna play in my room?”

  “Last one there’s a rotten egg!” yelled a third, as he began running.

  * * *

  In his thirtieth year, Lord Jaru Bahn looked out over his lands, and sighed. The harvest had just been brought in, and it was as bountiful as ever. In the forests, the wild animals were replenishing their numbers, though strict hunting rules were still in force to ensure they weren’t brought back to the near extinction they had endured during the time of the Night Raiders.

  Despite his mother’s constant nagging, Lord Bahn refused to marry, telling her that the land and serfs he was charged with were family enough. Besides, he had all of his sister’s children to look after, as well.

  When she told him he’d be lonely, he told her it was nonsense. His old comrades visited him regularly, after all, and he went to them himself just as often.

  Still, Mother Saya noticed that he was only truly happy during the three nights of the full moon.

  About Bernadette Russo

  Bernadette Russo loves filling her steaming hot erotic stories with details of the exotic locales in which her characters consummate their passions, details she can describe because her work experience has brought her from the U.K. to mainland Europe, to Asia. Along the way she's met many friendly (and sexy) natives and has gotten close to the international and gay community, which help inspire her sensual stories.

  Bernadette has a Bachelors in Communications Research and has worked in sales and management, but we have a hunch her readers are more interested in her work with Steam Books, and we can't blame them!

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  In the middle ages, a young lad named Gabe plots an assassination to avenge his sister's death. Gabe goes undercover as a prostitute in a brothel, planning to lure his sister's murderer, the Count. However, Gabe is about to learn some unexpected, fascinating, and sexy things about the Count, his sister's death, and himself.

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  Earth was dying, its only chance of salvation in the hands of the crew of the World's Hope, a four-man team led by twenty-seven year-old Macy Rucker. He and the rest of the crew strapping young crew had one mission: find a new home before it was too late.

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  In the late 19th century, Hitoshi Ichihara is one of the few remaining samurai, prepared to die by the edge of the sword, if required. What he wasn't prepared for, though, was a confession of love from his friend and lord, Akihiro Tamazaki. Now, Hitoshi must choose between dying a samurai's honorable death and living with Aki, unless he can find a way to retain both his honor and the man he loves the most...

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  Sean travels to the mountain city of Baguio in the Philippines on the look-out for local handicrafts. There he meets Jason, whom he thinks is too good for him, but the latter has other ideas. The two hit it off, but could Sean be reading too much into Jason’s friendliness?

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  A GROOM FOR THE EARL

  by Melody Lewis

  “Take your clothes off.”

  At those words—and the Earl of Whitecliff’s stern expression which made it clear they were an order—Allen could not suppress a shiver. Even so, his lack of education and common sense barred him from absolute comprehension.

  “M-my lord?”

  “Are you hard of hearing?” the Earl asked, displeased. “I was under the impression you were perfectly fit.”

  Allen clenched and unclenched his fists nervously. “No, my lord. I mean, yes, my lord. I mean I heard you and I…”

  “Is it not proper for one to inspect a clerk’s goods before acquiring them?” The Earl interrupted. “When one buys a stallion, he first and foremost checks to make sure that the animal is healthy, without any sign of present or previous injury, or any sores, and that its coat is clean and its eyes hint at high spirits. When one acquires a servant, should he not do the same thorough inspection?”

  Allen swallowed. “I…I suppose he should, my lord.”

  “And should not the servant allow himself to be inspected?”

  Allen nodded, finally understanding what the Earl was trying to say.

  “Must I repeat my order?” the Earl asked impatiently. “It was tiresome enough to offer an explanation. I trust that I shall not be obliged to do so in the future.”

  “No, my lord.”

  For a moment, Allen just stood there, silent. Then, remembering what he was supposed to do, he took off his vest and then his shirt before stepping out of his shoes and his pants. Left only in his thin cotton drawers, he tried to stand up straight, only to feel like cowering in fear when he saw the Earl gazing at him intently.

  The Earl sighed. “Perhaps I have not made myself clear. I require you to take off all your clothes, Allen.”

  “A-all of them, my lord?”

  The Earl said nothing, his gaze conveying all that needed to be said as he tapped his fingers on the arm of his chair.

  “Y-yes, my lord.”

  Not wanting to displease his new master any further, Allen hastily removed the drawers, tossing it on top of his other discarded clothes. As soon as he did, he tried to cover himself, though. While he was actually proud of his body, he could not help but be ashamed of being naked in the presence of another man, after all.

  The Earl rose from his seat, his eyes boring into Allen from head to toe before circling around him slowly, once, and then a second time. During the second instance, the Earl stopped behind him, running one of his gloved fingers along his spine.

  “You need a little more meat on you,” the Earl remarked. “Caring for the horses is a grueling task, after all, and I will not have it said that my servants are not well fed.”

  “Yes, my lord.”

  “Perhaps a little more meat here, as well.” The Earl squeezed Allen’s bottom gently, the unexpected gesture nearly making him jump. “Saddles do not provide enough cushion, you see.”

  “Y-yes, my lord,” Allen spoke with difficulty, a lump having formed in his throat even as a blush coated his cheeks. He did not know why but somehow, the Earl’s touch made something burn and tremble inside him, a sensation he had never experienced before.

  He tried to act as if nothing was amiss, though, as the Earl stood in front of him. For a moment, the Earl just stared at him once more, though it felt more like the Earl was looking right through him. Then, without warning, the noble seized both his arms, lifting them so that he was completely exposed to the Earl’s gaze.

  Allen gasped, his blush heightening, but before he could say anything, the Earl grasped the appendage between his legs, gloved fingers wrapping around the length before steadily stroking it.

  He lost all capacity for speech then, the gesture shocking him, the friction overwhelming his senses, though he was more shocked by the fact that he could feel his body responding, his skin feeling feverish and his cock growing hot and hard.

  As sudden as the action had commenced, it ended, the Earl folding his arms in front of his chest and stepping back, a smirk on his face.

  “Just as I thought, you will make a fine groom,” the Earl said. “I shall see you at the stables tomorrow.”

  He turned and started to walk away but stopped after a few steps.

  “Oh, and be careful around Hermes. That stallion has quite a temper.”

  He continued walking, eventually leaving the room. As soon as he did, Allen let go of the breath he wasn’t aware he was even holding and quickly picked up his clothes to put them back on, frowning at the discomfort of his cotton drawers around his still hard cock, which throbbed at the memory of the Earl’s touch.

  What on earth had just happened?

  To be continued....