1. The Knight and the Acolyte Book 7, Chapter 5: Desert's Passion


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    The Knight and the Acolyte Book Seven: Illusory Passion Chapter Five: Desert's Passion By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight-Errant Angela – Halani Desert Camels moved differently than horses. Their gait rolled, rocking me back and forth as I clutched to the saddle behind its hump. No smooth canter. No proud walk, but a plod across the shifting sands of the Halani Desert. Hargone fell behind us. The sands started an hour from the city, at the edge of the farmland. It was a distinct boundary when we rose out of the floodplain and into the desert proper. The moisture vanished from the air. The temperature soared. The horizon melted into ripples like an ocean hovered in the sky before us. It all looked the same. Rolling dunes, the sky stark blue. No clouds drifting overhead. No landmarks with which to navigate. Wind blew from the north. Sand swept before it, blowing off the top of dunes. I covered my face with the end of the turban. It was black cloth, draped over my head, shielding me from the sun's rays. Thrak and Xera both walked, not caring about the sun. Chaun and Xandra rode side by side, he strumming his lyre while she hummed a song, making beauty together. Faoril had the hood of her robe thrown up to shield her face as she rode bent over, reading from one of her books, not paying attention to where her camel walked. It was content to walk with the rest. Aswunt's servants walked beside the pack camels. They were a different ...
    breed from the ones we rode, having two humps piled with goods to trade at the oases with the various desert tribesman. The ebony-skinned desertmen of the Halani were famed for the prowess of their cocks and the beauty of their women. Minx yawn. She was so small, she stretched back on her camel, her eyes closed, covered by the turban. “Going to sleep the entire journey?” Sophie asked as she perched on her camel in her white robes. “Beats sweltering,” the halfling muttered. “I'll just sleep through the heat.” “Yes,” Sophia said, fanning her sweaty face. “Watch out for that Farson,” Minx added. “I don't like the look of him.” “But his slave...” Sophia let out a purr. “A lamia's tongue is so rough. Feels amazing licking through your pussy.” Minx snorted. “Is eating cunt all you think about?” “It is,” I answered quickly, a smile on my face. “That's all my concubine thinks about.” Sophia gave a wicked giggle. My gaze looked ahead to Farson in his black armor as he rode at the head of the column. He was one of the guards hired to protect the caravan. His sex slave, the lamia, curled in front of him on the camel like a cat, her tail swishing back and forth. She was naked, but her pale body didn't seem affected by the sun. There was an umbral nimbus about her, a faint darkening. “Xera, do you see anything unusual about the lamia?” I furrowed my eyes. The more I studied it, the more I noticed it around her like the rind around a bruise. “Yes,” Xera said, ears twitching. “Something ...
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