| Author: | Elliot Silvestri | ISBN: | 9781476413525 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri | Publication: | July 23, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Elliot Silvestri |
| ISBN: | 9781476413525 |
| Publisher: | Elliot Silvestri |
| Publication: | July 23, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
After surviving her harrowing slavery with humans who desired nothing more than to keep her a virgin and a source of rich, magical elf milk, Dawn has happily settled into a life in Elfhaven with her lover Zarya, a spy and assassin for the new elf settlement. It’s her duty to heal the sick and wounded in Elfhaven, but that is not enough for Dawn and she chafes under the hard rule of the settlement and sneaks off with Zarya to the war with the humans and kobolds. But of what use can her tits and milk be in a war?
This is a 13,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: This story features graphic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, erotic lactation, sex between humans and elves, sex with dubious consent, and some bondage and discipline themes.
Previously published as "The Breasts of War".
Excerpt:
She woke with Zarya sucking on her tits. The spy had gotten Dawn’s shirt off without waking her companion. Dawn was completely full and her milk easily flowed out of her nipples at the slightest provocation from Zarya’s eager lips and mouth. Dawn sighed contentedly—but was slightly upset her slumber had been rudely interrupted—and allowed her lover to drain her big tits. It was always a pleasant feeling when the milk flowed and was drunk by her lover. It felt good always to feel her breasts inside the mouth of another, of course, but it was best when they were nursed by Zarya. Her lover knew exactly what Dawn’s body needed. When one breast was empty, she would automatically shift to the next without any urging or reminder from Dawn. Zarya was that in tune with her lover’s body.
When Dawn’s milk was gone, Zarya didn’t stop. She simply kissed her way down Dawn’s body, pushed off her riding pants and buried her tongue into her buxom elf’s pussy. Now Dawn was fully awake and experiencing every bit of pleasure that Zarya was dishing out.
“We’re being naughty girls,” Dawn said to her lover.
Zarya raised her face, moistened from Dawn’s copious juices, and replied. “The world doesn’t know the half of it.”
Dawn blinked at her lover. “What?”
The older elf just shook her head. “Never mind. You’re right, we are being naughty. You’re letting me drink all your milk and we’re not saving any of it for those who really need it.”
After surviving her harrowing slavery with humans who desired nothing more than to keep her a virgin and a source of rich, magical elf milk, Dawn has happily settled into a life in Elfhaven with her lover Zarya, a spy and assassin for the new elf settlement. It’s her duty to heal the sick and wounded in Elfhaven, but that is not enough for Dawn and she chafes under the hard rule of the settlement and sneaks off with Zarya to the war with the humans and kobolds. But of what use can her tits and milk be in a war?
This is a 13,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.
Content warning: This story features graphic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, erotic lactation, sex between humans and elves, sex with dubious consent, and some bondage and discipline themes.
Previously published as "The Breasts of War".
Excerpt:
She woke with Zarya sucking on her tits. The spy had gotten Dawn’s shirt off without waking her companion. Dawn was completely full and her milk easily flowed out of her nipples at the slightest provocation from Zarya’s eager lips and mouth. Dawn sighed contentedly—but was slightly upset her slumber had been rudely interrupted—and allowed her lover to drain her big tits. It was always a pleasant feeling when the milk flowed and was drunk by her lover. It felt good always to feel her breasts inside the mouth of another, of course, but it was best when they were nursed by Zarya. Her lover knew exactly what Dawn’s body needed. When one breast was empty, she would automatically shift to the next without any urging or reminder from Dawn. Zarya was that in tune with her lover’s body.
When Dawn’s milk was gone, Zarya didn’t stop. She simply kissed her way down Dawn’s body, pushed off her riding pants and buried her tongue into her buxom elf’s pussy. Now Dawn was fully awake and experiencing every bit of pleasure that Zarya was dishing out.
“We’re being naughty girls,” Dawn said to her lover.
Zarya raised her face, moistened from Dawn’s copious juices, and replied. “The world doesn’t know the half of it.”
Dawn blinked at her lover. “What?”
The older elf just shook her head. “Never mind. You’re right, we are being naughty. You’re letting me drink all your milk and we’re not saving any of it for those who really need it.”
