Peyton is a butch knight of the Holy Flame, sworn to protect the feminine sorceresses of the temple, but the sorceresses are more prisoners than anything else. When two sorceresses ask her to aid them in their escape, Peyton agrees, her hope being that she will bed them both. While Willow is more than willing and eager, Robyn is defensive and skeptical. Can Peyton get Robyn to drop her sword? Don't miss the first installment of this lesbian harem romance series!
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"My greetings," Peyton said to the redhead. "I am Peyton, your sworn knight and protector. You must be Willow, the sorceress I am sworn to." Her eyes went uncertainly to the blonde, who was still gazing at her with steady hunger. "But who is your friend? And why have you summoned me to a tavern in a slum of all places – not that I'm complaining," she added, her eyes drifting to the topless peasant girls who danced, giggling, on the tables. Damn, the gods were good.
"I told you she fancied women," whispered the blonde to the redhead, and both giggled.
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Peyton could feel the lust stirring in her. But there was more. She knew Robyn was a powerful sorceress, but she felt overcome with the need to protect her. She stepped close, guiding her horse with her, and looked down into Robyn's pretty blue eyes, caressing her lip with a gentle finger as she said, "I wouldn't hurt sweet Willow. Nor you. I'm here to protect you, Robyn."
"And make love to me?" Robyn whispered, becoming a little breathless.
Peyton gazed down at Robyn seriously as she answered, "If you command me, sweet lady."
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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"My greetings," Peyton said to the redhead. "I am Peyton, your sworn knight and protector. You must be Willow, the sorceress I am sworn to." Her eyes went uncertainly to the blonde, who was still gazing at her with steady hunger. "But who is your friend? And why have you summoned me to a tavern in a slum of all places – not that I'm complaining," she added, her eyes drifting to the topless peasant girls who danced, giggling, on the tables. Damn, the gods were good.
"I told you she fancied women," whispered the blonde to the redhead, and both giggled.
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Peyton could feel the lust stirring in her. But there was more. She knew Robyn was a powerful sorceress, but she felt overcome with the need to protect her. She stepped close, guiding her horse with her, and looked down into Robyn's pretty blue eyes, caressing her lip with a gentle finger as she said, "I wouldn't hurt sweet Willow. Nor you. I'm here to protect you, Robyn."
"And make love to me?" Robyn whispered, becoming a little breathless.
Peyton gazed down at Robyn seriously as she answered, "If you command me, sweet lady."
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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