Eielawyn [The Maidens of Mocmoran 3] (Siren Publishing Classic)

by Wynette Davis

  “Then die happy, brother.”

  They continued sitting on the beach until Raenos received a rare contact on his TCD. He was needed back at the camp. He and Laeros made their way back, with Laeros having to attend to pressing business of his own. Raenos asked what it was, but Laeros was vague in his answer. He watched Laeros leave with Gildahlinaer close on his heels. Something was happening, but he didn’t know if he should be concerned. But even as he walked into the transmissions transport, seeing several of the senior officers sitting around the conference table, that feeling he had of something about to happen was proving correct. Balaedras was about to move her chess piece and upset the game board.

  Chapter Six

  Laeros left Gildahlinaer at the inn they were staying at in town. Gildahlinaer, of course, protested, always thinking there was danger around every corner. There were some perks to being the prince of Zinvia. Having a personal pet was not one of them. But his mother insisted he have a companion. He would have preferred to have his own friends to accompany him, but his mother barely approved of them.

  From the first time he’d seen Eielawyn on the beach, he wanted to speak with her. They hadn’t kept in contact over the years, but she was the type of woman that many men would find hard to forget.

  Coming to the door of the shop Raenos had told him she owned, he first tried the knob, and finding it open, walked inside.

  “I’m sorry, but I’m about to close shop,” a voice yelled out from the back of the store. She appeared in the back doorway, stopping stone still at seeing him standing there.

  He smiled at her. “I thought it was time I came to say a proper greeting.”

  “Yeah. It was about time. Hello, Laeros,” she said, smiling back.

  “Can I get a hug?”

  She giggled, as she walked over to his open arms. “Of course, you do. You have no idea how hard it was seeing you on the beach and not jumping into to your arms then.”

  Laeros stared down at her. “Same here. You look good. How long has it been? You look exactly the same.”

  “Was I supposed to age? It’s only been five years. You look different. Princely.”

  “Oh, don’t start with that. It’s good to see you again. I thought you would be married by now.”

  “Nope. He hasn’t come along yet. Or maybe he has, and I just didn’t realize it five years ago.”

  They both laughed, and Laeros was thrown back in time at the sound of her laugh, her voice, and the beauty standing in front of him.

  * * * *

  Five years earlier.

  Laeros and his friend, Sir Whendifor, walked into the brothel through the back entrance. It wasn’t because he was ashamed of being there, but because his mother would be. He was the prince of Zinvia. There were certain behaviors that were expected of him, and behaviors that were not expected of him.

  The hostess walked up to the two of them smiling. “Milord. Sir Whendifor. We received your contact, and I have several ladies for you to choose from. If you’ll follow me into my office.”

  The older lady was impeccably dressed, and her makeup was meticulously applied. Whendifor had insisted he knew the perfect brothel to go to, and he hadn’t disappointed. Brothels were commonplace in many of the larger cities. Of course, he could have procured a concubine to fulfill his needs, but he refused to have a woman indentured for sex. It wasn’t her choice. She was made to give herself to him. Any woman that he had in bed would be there out of her choice.

  It was still surprising to know that five hundred years before, women walked the streets of the cities, selling their bodies, with men taking most of their money after the fact. Disease was rampant, as was illegal drug use. A lot had changed since then. Drugs were no longer illegal. If people chose to take them, they could receive a license to do so and were only able to in state-licensed houses. Prostitution was no longer illegal. Those women that wanted to have sex for money were allowed to do so after gaining a sex license. And since most diseases had been wiped out hundreds of years before, it was the most convenient way for anyone to scratch a certain itch.

  The Madame pressed two buttons on the table in front of them, pulling up the 3D image of the ladies in the house. “Please feel free to look through your choices. Payment is due after your choice is made. Just press that button—” She pointed to another one on the table. “—and payment will be deducted discretely from your accounts under the Cohlinsonaer florist name. When you’ve made you choice, her room will be displayed on the screen. Enjoy.”

  Laeros waited for the Madame to leave the room. “Nice. Much better than that last place.”

  “Why won’t you just get a few concubines, man? You’re the fuckin’ prince. Take some woman into your bed, fuck, suck, and dismount. Done.”

  “You can’t help but be crass, can you?”

  “Laeros, you’re just getting you rocks off, not trying to fall in love.”

  “That’s all you do? You have no concern about the woman?”

  Whendifor seemed to think about that for a few seconds before answering. “No. Why should I? She’s there for my pleasure. I’m not there for her pleasure.”

  “But if you give her pleasure—take notice of her needs and her wants—it can only heighten any pleasure you both get. I’m not just trying to fuck some woman and be done with it. I don’t put my dick in some hole and get off. I want to make sure that it’s a pleasurable experience for both of us.”

  “Time-consuming. You go ahead and ‘make love,’” Whendifor said sarcastically. “While you’re still pleasure-fucking, I’ll be across the street in the tavern.”

  Laeros nodded and smiled at Whendifor, turning his attention to the images in front of him. The first woman was sitting posed in a chair, completely naked with her legs spread open, her pussy wet and glistening in arousal, and leaving nothing to the imagination. The next kept leaning over to push her breasts up enticingly. It didn’t entice him, though. There were several women that bent over backward, literally, to show their assets. They did nothing for him, either. He never liked women that tried too hard. It was why when he came to the last image, he smiled at what he saw. The words “new girl” were seen in red in the corner of the image. She wasn’t completely nude, but wearing a pink, lace bra and panties on her full, curvaceous figure. He knew at once that she was Mocmoran. Her wide hips and full breasts weren’t blatantly but provocatively alluring. He pressed the button next to her image. The room number came onto the screen.

  “I have my pick,” Whendifor said, as he stood up confidently. “You?”

  Laeros only nodded, as the two men walked out of the room. Laeros walked down the hallway, reminiscent of some of the higher-end hotels he’d stayed in during his travels. He knocked lightly on the door in front of him.

  “C-c-come in,” a light voice said from inside.

  Walking in, he saw her sitting on the side of the bed in the same pink lingerie set he’d seen her in on the image. It must be in real time, he thought. But nothing could have prepared him for her actual beauty.

  “Hello. I’m Laeros,” he said smiling with what he hoped was sincerity and not one that seemed lecherous.

  “H-h-hi. I’m Eielawyn.” He saw her swallow hard, and nervously lick her lips.

  “Can I sit next to you?”

  She seemed taken by surprise that he would ask, but she nodded, scooting over some on the bed. “Um…w-w-what is it—what service are you looking for?”

  He saw that she was reluctant to look at him, and knew she was nervous. “Is this your first time, Eielawyn? Are you a virgin?”

  She was trembling, and he knew the answer before she nodded. “Yes, but it’s okay. Um, I wasn’t forced into this. I want to do this.”

  “Why, if I can ask? Why would a beautiful woman like yourself want to sell her virginity?”

  “I need the money. I have to get as far away from Mocmoran as possible.”

  He couldn’t help but laugh then. “So you came to Zinvia? If I were you, I wouldn�
��t have come four hundred miles from the Teveoch border. I would have gone to Yaesdrah. That’s more than a thousand miles away through some very harsh land.”

  “Yeah. That was my plan. I was with some friends.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I was escaping the registration that King Gaeldos forces on us. If I go before the king, he’ll take one look at me and know I’m…I’m…different.”

  “Mocmoran?”

  “I’m more than Mocmoran. Have you ever heard of vaedra?”

  He smiled at her again. “Yes, I’ve heard of the vaedra myth. You’re saying that because of the way you look, King Gaeldos will think you’re a vaedra?”

  “I am a vaedra. They aren’t myths. We exist. My parents have told me that from the time I was a girl. Most vaedra can be distinguished by their hair and eyes. Mocmorans don’t have hair color or eye color like this. The body, of course, is Mocmoran. But if I were to go to the registration, Gaeldos would suspect, and in the next instant I’d be a concubine. I’ve heard how sadistic and cruel his sexual perversions are. I had to get away. My friends were supposed to head east, but they came here. I have no money, but I have to get to Yaesdrah. I just thought that if I was going to be a sex slave for Gaeldos, whoring myself for the money to get to Yaesdrah will at least be on my terms.”

  His eyes softened. He took out a small clear object from his jacket pocket. It was red with small writing on the front and back. He placed it into her hands. “You don’t have to do this. Take this. It’s about a thousand drokols.”

  She started shaking her head. “No. I’m not trying to take anything from anyone. If I take this money from you, I didn’t earn it. I may be stupid, but I’m also proud. Maybe to a fault. You already paid for sex. And to tell you the truth, I’ve been trying to get rid of my V-card for a few years now. Mocmoran men are way too pious to take me up on the offer. Mocmoran women are supposed to wait for their wedding nights, and then spend the rest of their lives having lackluster sex on Fifth night with the lights off.” They both laughed together. “Mocmoran men aren’t the most sexually stimulating men in Ai.”

  Laeros nodded, taking her hand in his own. “I have a feeling that if I refuse to accept your…V-card,” he said with a small laugh, “your first experience will be with some sweaty, hairy, beast of a man that won’t care about your experience, only his. I don’t want to just have sex. You deserve more than some man panting and grunting on top of you to get his rocks off. If this is what you truly want, I want to make sure your first time is far from lackluster. And then you will take this”—he held out the red disk to her—“procure a first-class space on an air transport heading to Yaesdrah, and never do this again. Promise me.”

  She blinked rapidly, but nodded. “I promise. But I have to tell you, being my first time, I have no idea what the hell I’m so supposed to do.”

  He took his hand, and gently brushed a lock of her hair from her face. “All I want you to do is enjoy.”

  He kissed her gently on the lips, standing to remove his clothes. She started to look away, but he turned her head to face him. “Don’t turn away. I want you to look at my body. I want you to see what a man looks like.” He took her hand, and placed it on his chest. Then he removed his pants, standing naked in front of her. “I’m just like you. Just skin and bones. There is small difference, though.”

  He saw her eyes widen as her gaze fell to his pulsing cock. “That’s what you call small? Do they come in a one-size-fits-all model?”

  He couldn’t help but laugh, leaning down to kiss her again. “I promise, it might not look like it, but it will most definitely fit. May I touch you?”

  She tentatively nodded her head. He pulled her up to stand in front of him, hooking his fingers under the straps of her bra as he slowly pulled them off her shoulders. She gasped softly, and he saw then that she was trembling slightly.

  “We can stop right now, Eielawyn, if you’ve changed you mind.”

  “No, it’s not that. I just didn’t think it would be so methodical. I just thought some man would come in, take off my clothes, and push inside of me. Ten seconds and it would be over. I never thought I would feel what I’m feeling from you touching me. It’s not nerves, but…desire.”

  “Good. Then I’m doing something right. I want you to feel free to do anything you want. Don’t be afraid of losing your inhibitions. I’ve never been the type of man to just rip off a woman’s clothes and push myself inside of her for ten seconds. You are a very beautiful, alluring, and sensual woman. So, if you don’t mind, I’d like to take my time to enjoy everything you’re offering to me.”

  “N-no. That’s perfectly all right.”

  He took his time, taking off her bra, gasping at the sight of her large, firm breasts. He bent his head and took a hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking hungrily on the tight pearl and eliciting soft moans from her lips. He felt her hand encircle his cock and smiled at knowing he’d melted away some of her inhibitions. Then he gently pushed her onto the bed, and slowly removed her lace panties off her wide hips. He lay beside her, pulling their bodies close and languishing in the soft fullness of her body. They kissed deeply, as their tongues discovered each other’s mouths, and their hands ran along the expanse of one another’s bodies. Their eyes met, and he saw not fear in hers, but arousal. Her breath was fast and soft on his cheek, as he licked and kissed down her neck.

  He kissed along her curvaceous body, taking gentle nips along her flesh, pulling and sucking on her skin. His fingers ran along the soft line of hair of her pussy before he gently pushed her thighs apart and began to trail along her slit with his tongue. Her taste was of sweet honey. Her pussy was wet and silky with her arousal. He wanted to stay licking and delving into her soft folds, as she moaned and writhed under him, but he wanted to be inside of her so badly, his cock was about to break in two.

  He came to her, kissing along her hairline, before their lips came together explosively. He stayed poised between her legs, feeling the heat engulf him, and need overtake him. He took his time pushing his cock inside her, waiting for her to tell him when to proceed. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he knew she was ready and willing to take all of him.

  “Tell me, baby. Tell me what feels good to you,” he whispered to her.

  “Oh shit…oh shit…everything. More,” she said, gazing up at him.

  She ran her hands down his back and surprised him by grabbing his ass. She hands massaged and held his flesh in her hands before she giggled and rolled him onto his back. He knew she’d been truthful about being a virgin. Although he didn’t make it a habit to bed virgins, he knew what it felt like. But he had never known a virgin to take control as she was doing.

  He stared up into her eyes, as she ground herself onto him, sending his cock deeper inside of her pussy. Her breasts beckoned to him, and before he could take them into his hands, she placed his hands on her breasts, as she continued to move on top of him.

  “This feels amazing,” she breathed. “So, amazing. This is what I’ve been missing?”

  He turned her onto her back once again, thrusting harder, feeling her pussy tighten around him and milking him to spill everything he had inside of her.

  “I agree,” he said hoarsely, gazing down at her. “This is what I’ve been missing,” he said with a sly smile. But then he felt something else. She started to squirm under him, holding onto his body with her arms and her legs, as he continued to thrust maddeningly between her thighs. She yelled out, releasing herself in the pure pleasure of her orgasm. The warmth began to build, accompanied with an electrical tingle pulsing throughout his body. He’d had orgasms in his life. Fantastic orgasms that he thought could never be replicated. What he felt then was unimaginable. Sparks shot out in front of his vision, and he heard himself yell out in the most pleasurable, purely physical sense of fulfillment he’d ever felt in his life. He was bathed in a light from something he couldn’t understand, as he fell to the side of Eielawyn, exhausted and happy. He could think, he
could speak, but the immense pleasure continued to pulse throughout his body, making it impossible to move.

  “I’m sorry,” she said softly, panting beside him. “I’ve been told that I would release my aura during sex. I just didn’t know exactly what that meant.”

  “It means—” He swallowed hard. “It means good. It means extremely, unimaginably good. I can’t move.”

  He felt her pull the quilt on the bed over their bodies and snuggle next to him. “Yeah…it was. Is that what it’s supposed to feel like the first time? Cuz if it is, I have been missing a lot.”

  “Can’t think right now. Passing out,” he said.

  When he woke, an hour had passed. She was still asleep next to him, and he wrapped his arms around her, waking her in the process. “Hello,” he said kissing her softly. “So, that was your vaedra?”

  She nodded. “Yes. It was new to me, too. Amazing, and new. Thank you.”

  “You’re thanking me? I should be thanking you. The aura thing?” He nodded. “That…that was…Yeah.”

  A red light was blinking on the wall. “That light is to tell me I have to start getting you out of the room, or you have to pay double,” she said.

  “I don’t care.” He kissed her again.

  “I’m going to pack up my things, and get that transport for tomorrow.”

  “Or you could come with me. They won’t find you in the palace.”

  “Palace?”

  “Yes. Let me formally introduce myself. Hello,” he said, staring down into her face. “I’m Prince Laeros of Zinvia.”

  “By the goddesses,” she whispered. “You’re a real fuckin’ prince? The real prince?”