Let's see what this socalled Sorceress has to say for herself and see how she managed to enticethose mercenary troops away from us."++++++++Beyond the...two armies, a small camp nestled among the trees of the Forestof Wyre. Unlike the other two camps, men and women began ready themselvesfor battle a battle that most hope would not happen. Although it wascommonly known who now commanded the small force, many couldn't help butstop and stare at the beautiful young woman and the black and blueGriffin. ‘No, my kittens, I’m not mad. To tell you the truth, I’m extremely flattered. Any man would be, you’re both such beauties – if the situation were any different, I might be tempted to take advantage of it.’ ‘Why can’t you take advantage of it, Daddy?’ Carreigh asked calmly. Cathy looked at him, her brown eyes almost dancing. ‘Because darlings, that’s incest and … ‘ ‘But isn’t what Cathy and I do together incest as well? You didn’t see anything wrong with that, how is this different?’ Carreigh. You could belong." He paused again. "Her name is Maren. She's not old. She has no children. And she'll need a husband."Buchard seemed to feel that was all that needed to be said. Peter groped for a reaction. "Couldn't I keep living where I am?" he said."Maybe," Buchard said. "But maybe not. The people here do not like anyone staying in that place. But if you marry Maren, then there is no maybe. Marriage is easy here; we don't need one of your priests. Just live in the same house and that’s. I could smell her sex now, a salty warm tang. It had been a while since I’d last been with a woman and I’d desperately missed that unique aroma. I kissed and nibbled the insides of her thighs, edging up towards the knickers. She bucked her hips.“Get them off me,” she whispered.Hooking my fingers on the waistband, I pulled them down. The fabric was so soaked with her juices that the cloth stuck briefly to her tissues. She sighed as they slid down her thighs and fell away from her body. Her pubic.