“Here is your suite, Mr. Steel.” The grand living room was luxuriously furnished with a beige couch and matching chairs, along with glass end tables with gold trim and a matching coffee table. Lavish furnishings greeted us at every turn.“Thank you. This is beautiful,” I said, offering him a discreet and sizable tip. “Thanks for getting us in on such short notice.”He shook his head, declining the tip. “It is indeed my pleasure, Mr. Steel. And if there is anything that you require or that I can do to make your stay more pleasant, please let me know.”“Thank you. I will.”After he left, we walked into the bedroom and a canopy bed took center stage, draped in beige silk and a matching silk bedspread with fine white linen sheets. I laid Jase down and covered him up in the crib that was placed discreetly against the wall and pulled the covers snuggly around him, tucking him in.Sliding glass d

Soon, Leila walked into the room, towel-drying her hair, wearing only her robe, which accented her every curve. “What, may I ask, are you men up to?”“Dada fly!” Jase said, having understood every word.Leila just about dropped her towel. “Did he just say what I think he said?”I laughed. “Yes, my dear, your son is a genius!”Leila sat down on the chair next to mine and watched Jase as I held him up above my head and swayed him back and forth, “flying”. “You mean our son is a genius!” she said. “Is it normal for him to start talking now?”“Well, look at him,” I said, enjoying the moment with our son. “He’s the equivalent of an eighteen-month-old child. The growth rate of dhampiers is extraordinary. Remember: he will be fully grown in ten years. I wouldn’t doubt it if he’s talking in complete sentences and the equivalent of a four-

I silenced her response when I crushed my lips down onto hers and pushed two fingers inside her pussy again as her juices poured onto my hand. Her breath quickened and she spread her legs, allowing me access, as I carefully pulled in and out of her, slowly at first, then quicker until I developed a steady rhythm. She closed her eyes and melted in my arms. I reached higher inside and found her G-spot. I curled my fingers over it, rubbing it sensually as I stroked.“God, that feels great!” she said as she moved to my rhythm. “I don’t know what you’re doing, but don’t stop!”I covered her lips with my own and she moaned into my mouth. I loved watching her submit to me like this, watching her come undone in my arms, and my dick liked it, too. I was so hard that I could have used it to drive nails.Her thrusts against my hand quickened and I covered her lips with mine as she moaned once more, thrusting her hips, moving faster

1113 AD, England “There you are, you lazy son of a bitch!” a strong male voice said, waking me from my slumber in the barn. I enjoyed lying in the hay as a cool breeze flowed through the barn this early morning, but the air would quickly become sultry, as summer was fast approaching.I slowly opened my eyes to my best friend, Lord Raif, Knight of England. I rubbed my then brown eyes and quickly looked around, realizing where I was.“What in God’s name do you think you are doing, passing out in my barn like this?” he bellowed in his thick British accent. He was only a few years older than myself, but already in charge of all the knights in the kingdom.“You were the one who brought me here,” I said, remembering the tankards of ale that we had downed the night before. “Sorry. I must have passed out in your barn, you bastard.”“Hey, now! Leave my poor old mother out of

On our journey, Raif and Selestra talked animatedly about frivolous things, but I hung back, dreading that I would soon be alone with Selestra and would have to test my resolve. As soon as I got to my castle and Selestra was safely at her friend’s home, I planned to take the first serving wench or two to my bed and have my way with them both. As a Knight of England, there were always beautiful women willing to relieve a knight’s sexual frustrations. I had no problem attracting women. As a knight, I had developed muscles that I never had before from the extensive training and wielding the heavy steel swords.“Are you well, Sir Lance?” Raif asked, bringing me from my sexual daydreams of beautiful, busty serving wenches.“Aye, why do you ask?” I asked, refusing to let my eyes venture over to Selestra. I shook my head. Yes, I needed to take the next serving wench I saw before I did something that I would regret. I couldn’t wait unt