| Author: | Grace Vilmont | ISBN: | 9781370069583 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri | Publication: | July 14, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Grace Vilmont |
| ISBN: | 9781370069583 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri |
| Publication: | July 14, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
A slave girl in the villa of a centaur finds herself torn between the beautiful living goddess that is the partner of the handsome beast of a centaur. Ilyana finds herself attracted to the strangely powerful woman who runs the village but at the same time has strange desires for the centaur who is the face of power. Can a simple slave girl find happiness between a goddess and a centaur?
This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: features graphic sex, slave sex, an adult nursing relationship, human-centaur sex, human-centaur breeding, fantasy monster sex, lesbian sex, other unusual sex practices, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.
Excerpt:
“She resists,” said Warven the centaur.
“She needs a bit of your musk,” answered the goddess before kissing the large beast and getting the scent from him. Struggling to her feet, she walked the few steps back to Ilyana and breathed in her face.
At once Ilyana smelled the heavy aroma carried by the centaur. It wasn’t unlike that of a normal horse, but there was something else that affected her directly. She felt a tingling thrill in her belly, and an almost indefinable desire in her entire body. The goddess helped her to her feet and then shocked Ilyana even further by kissing her.
It wasn’t the friendly kiss shared by family members or the sacred kiss exchanged at weekly services. The goddess pushed her tongue deeply into Ilyana’s mouth and the young slave tasted something new, something different, something she hadn’t tasted before in her life and only then did she realize she had to have the centaur for herself.
When the living goddess broke off the kiss, Ilyana couldn’t help herself and found her eyes focusing on Warven. The look of lust in her eyes was unmistakable and there was a happy lust low down in her belly. The goddess laughed. “You know what you want, don’t you?” she asked, almost teasing.
Ilyana nodded, not afraid to admit her desire…
A slave girl in the villa of a centaur finds herself torn between the beautiful living goddess that is the partner of the handsome beast of a centaur. Ilyana finds herself attracted to the strangely powerful woman who runs the village but at the same time has strange desires for the centaur who is the face of power. Can a simple slave girl find happiness between a goddess and a centaur?
This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: features graphic sex, slave sex, an adult nursing relationship, human-centaur sex, human-centaur breeding, fantasy monster sex, lesbian sex, other unusual sex practices, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.
Excerpt:
“She resists,” said Warven the centaur.
“She needs a bit of your musk,” answered the goddess before kissing the large beast and getting the scent from him. Struggling to her feet, she walked the few steps back to Ilyana and breathed in her face.
At once Ilyana smelled the heavy aroma carried by the centaur. It wasn’t unlike that of a normal horse, but there was something else that affected her directly. She felt a tingling thrill in her belly, and an almost indefinable desire in her entire body. The goddess helped her to her feet and then shocked Ilyana even further by kissing her.
It wasn’t the friendly kiss shared by family members or the sacred kiss exchanged at weekly services. The goddess pushed her tongue deeply into Ilyana’s mouth and the young slave tasted something new, something different, something she hadn’t tasted before in her life and only then did she realize she had to have the centaur for herself.
When the living goddess broke off the kiss, Ilyana couldn’t help herself and found her eyes focusing on Warven. The look of lust in her eyes was unmistakable and there was a happy lust low down in her belly. The goddess laughed. “You know what you want, don’t you?” she asked, almost teasing.
Ilyana nodded, not afraid to admit her desire…
