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scarlet-red blossoms stood a few steps away. Silky soft petals drifted on the
shifting breeze and littered the ground. A round bed covered with silken
sheets and piled high with pillows lay beneath the sheltering arms of the
tree.
Invisible musicians began to play a soft, haunting melody.
Her eyelids grew heavy as the peaceful music flowed over her. She wanted
nothing more than to lie down on the soft bed and sleep.
Oberon dropped her hand and stepped backward in the misty light that still
glowed behind him.
Light to you, halfling child
. The thought brushed her mind as he vanished.
She turned at a flutter of movement deep in the shadows beneath the trees. A
young man stepped out of the shade, his tall, slender form moving with a fluid
grace that took her breath away. Glossy silver hair hung down to his waist,
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its sleek mass shimmering against his olive green skin. Slanted eyes as black
as a night bird s wing probed her from beneath curved brows. Iridescent wings
of light shimmered around his body as he moved toward her. Apart from the
gossamer covering his wings provided, he was nude.
Shadows played over his bare chest, outlining the hard muscles. Wings or not,
there was nothing effeminate about this being. She swallowed and her eyes
widened as her gaze followed the lines of his body to his narrow waist and
slim hips. Whatever this creature s origins, his sex was clear. His phallus
jutted out, swaying slightly with each step he took.
As he approached, he held out his hand to Ange. An angelic smile curved his
lips.
The music that filled the air changed, became more complex, another melody
weaving into the first. The sound deepened and took on a darker note as the
Fa erie drew closer. A breeze blew through the leaves of the forest, stirring
the air. Ange caught a sweet, intoxicating scent in the wind, a scent that
filled her lungs and entered her blood, heating it.
Scent of Magic. Whatever potent chemical gave the perfume its power to
stimulate the erotic impulse, it permeated the air of this realm, suffusing
her body with every breath she took, saturating every cell of her being,
clouding her mind with strange, arousing fantasies. That bed, covered with
silky petals& so many voluptuous things could happen there, and when she awoke
again in the real world, it would all be a dream, forgotten&
An alarm went off deep inside her, but as much as her mind struggled to
respond, her limbs felt
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cumbersome; her eyelids drooped with the heavy weight of her lashes and her
very thoughts slowed their pace to a laborious crawl. The male Fa erie reached
her side and touched her cheeks with his long fingers, gently blowing his
scented breath over her face. She sighed and tried to speak, to ask the
questions that had brought her back to the meadow, questions now fading into
the drowsy mists of pleasure-filled reverie. Only slurred words such as a
drunk might speak emerged from her lips.
Rabuth. The male jerked his thumb at his chest as he spoke, indicating the
word was his name. Light to you, beloved.
Smiling, he touched her elbow. His alluring scent swirled around her, mingling
with the sweet smell of the falling pedals and the lush, rich aroma of the
grass. The whole experience began to feel like some wonderful dream. Her
resistance melted away. She stumbled along after Rabuth without protest as he
pulled her toward the bed beneath the trees. Her legs and arms hung like heavy
weights from her body and she sighed with soft pleasure each time she inhaled
the sweet scent that filled the air.
Together, they reached the bed. The golden light around them grew stronger,
enfolding them like a cocoon. At her side, the male Fa erie began to sing, his
voice rich and haunting, his words weaving in with the melody all around them.
Bright is the hour
Of love s wildest joy.
Passion holds no sweeter
Surrender than this, Joined in the bliss
Of erotic union
As he sang, his words echoed in her brain, dancing at the edge of her
understanding. His song was a summons to love. An eager look appeared on his
face, a look of intense desire meant for someone other than her. On the other
side of the bed, a woman emerged from the golden light, her body covered only
by the flame-colored hair that cascaded to her waist. She looked like an
angel, all white flesh and golden light, her silky hair falling over her bare
shoulders, her slender body and small, high breasts delicate as fragile glass.
Rabuth s dark eyes grew luminous with passion and desire as he sang to her.
Such a lovely song& Ange swayed on her feet, her body moving to the rise and
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fall of the music, while her soul floated on a tide of sensual ease. Somewhere
far away hands plucked at her clothing, undoing the fastenings, but she was
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