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Then he bends down and takes her mouth in a kiss as sweet as Elli always dreamed her first kiss would be Well, that is until she was shipped away to be a priestess Now she’s not supposed to be kissing anyone But she can’t stop—even though she doesn’t know him Doesn’t even know his name

But one kiss isn’t enough As he pulls away, she reaches for hi her arms around his neck, she pulls him back down He doesn’t have to come—he’s nearly seven feet tall and immensely muscular while she’s barely five-five But he co himself to be dran for more of the sweet-sticky forbidden kisses, flavored with the fruity punch he made her drink

“Gods, little priestess,” he murmurs, when he pulls back at last “That punch is potent stuff, isn’t it?”

He strokes her lightly, just over her breasts where her nipples poke against the coarse white fabric of her robes

The touch is barely there but Elli feels her body respond at once—lighting up for hie tree in the hu with hts Her body feels like that now—sparking, lighting, coer’s touch

“Oh!” she gasps, her nipples peaking under his gentle caress

“You like that, do you?” He cups one breast ently with his thuh the coarse robe, his touch stirs her al has turned to a sht flame More—she wants more

And she suspects it isn’t just because of the punch, though that certainly helps things along But thanks to the punch, she no longer feels any guilt or obligation to stop doing what feels good What feels right

“Easy, little priestess—you’re panting,” he h the coarse white cloth of her robe ahand away

But Elli doesn’t want hio

“Touchit on her other breast

He strokes it, almost reflexively

“I should go now,” he ”