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Authors: Ophelia Bell, Amelie Hunt
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Her image of her mother was of a slim, tall woman . . . a supermodel, really. But if these clothes had belonged to her own mother, the woman clearly had some meat on her bones. Emma’s estimation of the woman elevated several notches, yet her anxiety about meeting her mother didn’t change.
She wore a loose, flowing blouse, a sheer, green gauzy silk she was sure revealed everything underneath. There had been no bras available, nor panties, so she’d just shrugged and donned what she could find. She felt so much freer since she’d woken up after coming here. Free enough to ask two gorgeous men to do naughty things to her—free enough to not feel the least bit odd to be walking stark naked through the woods with them. After that, she could easily go without undergarments and wear a blouse that left nothing to the imagination. The skirt that went with it was a more conservative, knee-length and dark brown velvet. Soft leather boots covered her legs up to her calves.
The sight that greeted her below nearly took her breath away. If the two men were breathtaking naked, they were even more so wearing clothes.
“Wow,” she breathed. “You two clean up well.” They each wore matching pale linen shirts with a subtle tribal pattern woven in, and worn leather breeches that hugged every single slope and bulge of their hips and thighs. Somehow their stances made her think of braves in loincloths, which just made her drool a little bit. She swallowed hard, remembering the spectacular orgasm they’d given her earlier.
“You look amazing,” August said, his throat working as he settled his gaze on her breasts then let it drift lower.
“Thanks,” she said with some effort. “Can we go now?”
They both sprung to action, opening the door for her and following her out. She took a deep breath once in the open air again, and it calmed her a tiny bit, but their presence was still too much for her.
“How long is it to get to her?”
“She’s close. About twenty minutes?”
She turned and looked up at them both. “I want to go alone. Just tell me how to get there.”
August frowned and Julian stepped toward her. “You need us . . . ” He trailed off and raked his hands through his hair. Finally, he sighed. “All right. Just tell her you asked us to stay behind. The path is through the gate at the top of the hill. Just follow it a little ways and you’ll be there.”
Emma smiled and leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you. I’ll see you soon enough, I hope.”
When she pulled back and looked at them both, they were frowning. August gave her a sad smile. “Of course. We are always at your service, Princess.” His expression looked even more forlorn as she started to move toward the gate at the far edge of the stone patio they stood on.
“Emma, wait,” he called to her and she turned. Both men stepped swiftly toward her. August grabbed her in a fierce hug and kissed her. When he let her go, she found herself pulled into Julian’s arms and given the same treatment. The desperation in their actions confused her and aroused her at the same time, the unbearable confusion of pain and desire threatening to overcome her again, and something more than that now. Something she wasn’t prepared to comprehend.
“Guys, we just met. You’ll see me again, I can promise you.”
“It may not be up to you,” Julian said. “Just know that today meant everything to us. To have been permitted to service the Princess of the ursa was the highest honor any ursa male could hope for.”
She stared at them, trying to understand what the hell they were talking about. A sinking feeling settled in her stomach. Without another word, she nodded and turned to leave, deciding that if her parents were indeed at the end of this walk she was about to take, they would have to give her a lot more answers than she’d expected.
Emma let out a sigh, trying to let the beauty of the forest settle her mind. Too many questions tumbled
She wore a loose, flowing blouse, a sheer, green gauzy silk she was sure revealed everything underneath. There had been no bras available, nor panties, so she’d just shrugged and donned what she could find. She felt so much freer since she’d woken up after coming here. Free enough to ask two gorgeous men to do naughty things to her—free enough to not feel the least bit odd to be walking stark naked through the woods with them. After that, she could easily go without undergarments and wear a blouse that left nothing to the imagination. The skirt that went with it was a more conservative, knee-length and dark brown velvet. Soft leather boots covered her legs up to her calves.
The sight that greeted her below nearly took her breath away. If the two men were breathtaking naked, they were even more so wearing clothes.
“Wow,” she breathed. “You two clean up well.” They each wore matching pale linen shirts with a subtle tribal pattern woven in, and worn leather breeches that hugged every single slope and bulge of their hips and thighs. Somehow their stances made her think of braves in loincloths, which just made her drool a little bit. She swallowed hard, remembering the spectacular orgasm they’d given her earlier.
“You look amazing,” August said, his throat working as he settled his gaze on her breasts then let it drift lower.
“Thanks,” she said with some effort. “Can we go now?”
They both sprung to action, opening the door for her and following her out. She took a deep breath once in the open air again, and it calmed her a tiny bit, but their presence was still too much for her.
“How long is it to get to her?”
“She’s close. About twenty minutes?”
She turned and looked up at them both. “I want to go alone. Just tell me how to get there.”
August frowned and Julian stepped toward her. “You need us . . . ” He trailed off and raked his hands through his hair. Finally, he sighed. “All right. Just tell her you asked us to stay behind. The path is through the gate at the top of the hill. Just follow it a little ways and you’ll be there.”
Emma smiled and leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you. I’ll see you soon enough, I hope.”
When she pulled back and looked at them both, they were frowning. August gave her a sad smile. “Of course. We are always at your service, Princess.” His expression looked even more forlorn as she started to move toward the gate at the far edge of the stone patio they stood on.
“Emma, wait,” he called to her and she turned. Both men stepped swiftly toward her. August grabbed her in a fierce hug and kissed her. When he let her go, she found herself pulled into Julian’s arms and given the same treatment. The desperation in their actions confused her and aroused her at the same time, the unbearable confusion of pain and desire threatening to overcome her again, and something more than that now. Something she wasn’t prepared to comprehend.
“Guys, we just met. You’ll see me again, I can promise you.”
“It may not be up to you,” Julian said. “Just know that today meant everything to us. To have been permitted to service the Princess of the ursa was the highest honor any ursa male could hope for.”
She stared at them, trying to understand what the hell they were talking about. A sinking feeling settled in her stomach. Without another word, she nodded and turned to leave, deciding that if her parents were indeed at the end of this walk she was about to take, they would have to give her a lot more answers than she’d expected.
Emma let out a sigh, trying to let the beauty of the forest settle her mind. Too many questions tumbled
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