After the Wedding Angel resplendent in her beautiful white wedding dress eagerly pulled Jared over the threshold into her chambers and didn’t stop until she had deposited him on her bed. They were tipsy on Andean red wine and made love like it was the last time they would ever get to be together. They
The Search Begins Word spread quickly around the kingdom about the unfortunate happenings of the Beltane Ball and that Princess Angel was out looking for the man that had left in such a hurry that night. Though the details were somewhat sketchy the whole area was awash with new hope that Angel would choose from
Home Again It was late at night when Jared arrived at the stables of his own estate. The sun had broken over the horizon and his clothes were the bedraggled mess that he had started out with before his God-father Gerald had bewitched them into so much more. Bedraggled and weary he saw to Thor’s
Angel and Jared No more had the door closed than her mouth covered his and filled it with her tongue. They each kissed as though kissing the other sustained their very lives. Ravenously they devoured each other as only two people could do that had teased and flirted so long that they had become desperate
Getting Ready for the Ball Jared tried to stay out of the way as his step mother hurriedly fussed with her daughters elaborate ball gowns. Patrice’s was a deep emerald green trimmed a gold that almost matched her hair. The gown fit tightly and was scooped deeply in the front as was the current fashion
The Suitors Princess Angel nodded to another would be suitor, Duke Schuster, and extended her elbow for him to take her arm. Typically the woman takes the man’s arm, but not in Angel’s world. The Duke was graying at the temples just a bit and his coat did a fair job of hiding his small
Six Long Days The next six days went by very slowly for Jared. All three of the women in the house couldn’t seem to leave him alone even long enough to do his chores. When he brought Martha her breakfast the very next morning she tacked on an extra chore for him. Pushing down the
A New Plaything Jared was stoking the cooking fire for the evening meal when his two step sisters entered the kitchen. Patrice was a year his senior and Evelyn two years his junior. Patrice was wearing a low cut light blue country dress that fitted tightly from the hips up. The blue matched the blue
Jared tossed the last bit of horse manure onto the highly stacked wheelbarrow. With a heavy sigh he gripped the handles and lifted. His muscular arms strained and bulged as he pushed the unwieldy load out the stable door to the large pile where he would deposit it until it was needed for the gardens.
