The Priestess and the Thief Kindred Tales 30 - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,77
as well, frowning.
“As you all know, I have declared a Grand Parade for tomorrow, in honor of the anniversary of our Court coming to Pok,” the Crown Prince continued.
“Here, here!”
“The Grand Parade!”
“Jolly good!” the nobles called from their lounges.
“Yes, yes, of course!” The Prince nodded. “I myself will be heading the Grand Parade, riding upon my formidable mount, Demon. And I have conferred the honor of leading him through the streets of the city upon none other than our Royal Zorel Entrancer—Lady Ellilah!”
He pointed at Elli, who found herself in the uncomfortable position of being the center of attention. She bowed and nodded, trying to smile though she disliked the feeling of everyone looking at her.
“Thank you, Your Highness,” she said, bowing again at the Crown Prince. “I shall treasure the honor forever.”
“Indeed you should, my dear.” The Crown Prince nodded at her. “And so,” he went on, speaking to the entire room again. “In honor of Lady Ellilah, we shall have some special zorel Mirroring tonight—that of a buck and his amorous advances to a doe.”
There were murmurs of surprise from the nobles. The Crown Prince didn’t usually name a theme for his erotic exploits—he simply did what he wanted with whichever noble he had chosen for his pleasure and expected everyone else to follow along. Elli wondered uneasily what tonight’s special Mirroring would involve.
But the next moment her mind was set at ease because the Prince’s first words were, “Now, as males, we bucks must frolic with our lady-does!” And he began to chase his chosen noblewoman playfully around the golden lounge.
Elli met Roke’s eyes and the big warrior shrugged as if to say, “Where’s the harm?” He reached for her and she danced out of the way, giggling as she dodged his long fingers.
Roke grinned and reached for her again, whereupon Elli dodged to the other side of their lounge and pretended to hide. From the corner of her eye, she could see the Duke and Duchess chasing each other around and around and laughing. In fact, everyone in the Supper room seemed to be having a wonderful time Mirroring the Prince tonight.
This is fun! she thought, ducking away from Roke again. It’s too bad the Prince doesn’t make a game of the nightly Mirroring more often!
But just as she was thinking that, the Crown Prince raised his voice again.
“But when the time for play is over, we much catch our does and bend them to our will!”
Looking up, Elli saw that the Prince had “captured” the noblewoman who was with him. He had caught her from behind and his arms were tight around her waist as he nibbled her ear. It reminded Elli of the way Roke had been holding her from behind earlier, when she was brushing her hair in the mirror. As she felt the big warrior slip his arms around her waist again, a shiver of desire went down her spine.
“Well, there may be something to this ‘buck and doe’ game after all,” he growled in her ear.
“Maybe…maybe so,” Elli murmured back breathlessly.
“Of course, we must tease our does to make them receptive to our advances,” the Crown Prince went on. He cupped his partner’s breasts so that everyone could see. But instead of cupping them through her lace dress, he raised the flimsy fabric and began stroking her bare breasts—which was something Elli had never seen him do before. Usually he only touched his partners over their clothing, never beneath it. What was going on?
Before she could find out the answer, Roke’s big, warm hands were slipping up under her own dress and cupping her bare breasts.
“Oh, Roke!” she half moaned, turning her head to look at the big warrior.
“Is this all right, sweetheart?” he murmured, tugging lightly on her nipples and making her gasp.
“I…I guess so,” Elli whispered. “We…we have to Mirror correctly, right?”
“Of course,” he murmured and stroked her nipples some more, twisting the stiff peaks gently and sending sparks of pleasure straight to her pussy, which was already getting hot and wet.
“Mmm, such lovely plump breasts,” the Crown Prince said. But when Elli looked up, she saw that he was looking at her—not his chosen partner for the evening. The Tenebrian monarch gave her an unreadable look and then directed his attention to the room in general and spoke again.
“Such play must, of course, excite a lovely young doe and make her ready for her buck,” he announced. “But the buck must be certain to check that she is