WRITER’S NOTE: Originally this story was for #FantasySmutFriday created by the awesome-sauce Charlton Tod over at Forbidden Writings. If you haven’t checked his blog out yet, please do and show this talented dude some love! 🙂 I’m a little late to the party as I’ve had studies and deadlines to meet, so I’m releasing this as a Halloween story to get in to the spirit! Enjoy! ❤

Violet xx

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Elena knelt naked in the middle of the circle, blindfolded with the priestess’ silk. The priestess’ chanting grew more passionate with every verse and by the end she was verging on deranged.

The beating of the drums ceased. Silence befell the circle.

“Great Goddess, we gift you this pair. Bless us with your knowledge, your wisdom and your seed!” The priestess cried. Elena could tell she was flailing her arms around again, the the shells on the priestess’ bracelets clacked and rustled violently.

“Praise be to the Goddess!” The clan chanted. Elena didn’t know who the priestess had chosen for her to take as a lover. The fertility ceremony took place every spring solstice and whomever was chosen to be lovers, would become husband and wife once their physical desires consummated. The marriage was an offering to the Goddess in the hope She would bless them with a fruit of the womb.

Elena felt herself begin to grow impatient with the priestess’ calls and verses, when the feel of two knees against hers touched. Her senses prickled excitedly. Whomever was kneeling opposite her was to be her future husband. She hoped it wasn’t Isiah, with his wandering eyes and arrogant manner. A life with him would drive her to insanity. Mauricio? He was a lovely man whom any woman would be lucky to have as theirs. But deep down, she secretly hoped it would be Jonas.

She’d harboured a flame for him for a while, yet she had been to shy to say. He was a confident man who worked in the fields, tending to the many different crops. He was a kind soul with a beautiful smile that made Elena’s knees feel weak when she saw him. His dark curls and powerful frame only exacerbated her desires.

“May the Goddess bless you with fruit!” The priestess roared, “May the flame burn in her presence!”

Delicately, Elena felt two hands gently untie the blindfold, freeing her eyes of their grasp. She blinked until her eyes adjusted to the burning fires in the crisp, spring night, to look upon who would be the man she would as of this night, forsake all others for.

“Hello there.” Jonah greeted her quietly with that ever so lovely grin. Elena’s cheeks split in a bright smile.

“You’re happy it’s me?” he asked. Elena nodded.

“You’re not disappointed with me?” Elena searched Jonas’ face, but he merely chuckled.

“No. Not at all.” Softly, Jonas stroked his hand over the top of her hair, before cupping the back of her head and touching his forehead against hers, reciting the Lover’s Vow as he did.

“I will nourish and protect you…”

“I will cherish and honour you…” Elena whispered back.

“I will love and adore you…”

“I will love and adore you…”

“From this day until my last.” They finished in unison, as Jonas cupped her jaw and placed a gentle kiss on Elena’s lips. She froze at his touch, but softened at his arm snaking around her waist and pulling him against his bare, naked body. Naked as Adam and Eve, their bodies entwined, wrapping warmly around the other as Jonas deepened the kiss. Elena felt the wetness of his tongue run along the seam of her lips and felt her legs melt like hot butter.

“Open your mouth for me…” Jonas whispered against her lips, “Open your mouth…”

She obeyed without question. Stark shivers danced and prickled at her skin as his smooth tongue met with hers, exploring her mouth with an attentive urgency. Her breasts pressed against his chest, her fingers winding in to his shiny hair. A soft moan emanated from Jonas’ throat and his hold tightened around her, his solid muscles stiffening under her fingers tracing along his skin.

Slowly their hands wandered lower, Jonas planting tender kisses down Elena’s neck, collarbone and cupping her breasts. His lips trailed over the sensitive skin, flicking her nipples back and forth with his tongue. Elena gasped sharply and she reached down to stroke his hardened flesh in her hand. The sounds the came from Jonas only guided her on. Hearing his pleasure and knowing it was because of her made the blood in her veins ignite in lascivious flames.

Jonas pulled her atop him, straddling his broad hips while sitting upright, he embraced her closely. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly sank inside her. Their repressed desires for another spilled on to the earth around them. Jonas’ hands gripped Elena’s behind, guiding her movements with his. Kisses rained on their skin, groans and gasps filling the air as the drumming began to play again.

Elena floated above the earth, becoming one with Jonas now and for the rest of her days. Her heart leapt and danced to the beat of the drums as he tentatively brushed her hair from her face and tenderly kissing her lips. He was a gentle, caring lover and she already couldn’t wait to give herself to him all over again…and again…and again.

Jonas’s climax sent shivers jostling through her nerves, burying his luscious grunts in her neck. Elena shuddered against him as he embraced her tightly, showering her in kisses as if she were the only woman that mattered. They forgot the circle around them while the Priestess called her cries of devotion once again.

“Praise be to the Goddess! May she bless this husband and wife with the fruit of the womb!”

Whether the Goddess did bless them with a child, time would tell, Elena thought. Either way, she felt nothing but elation entwined in Jonas’ arms. As the Priestess chanted for, Elena went two moons without her blood. Her breasts grew tender and her belly began to swell. Jonas proved to be a doting husband and the pair’s flame for one another only grew.

The Goddess had blessed her indeed.

 

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Violet Grey

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