Burning Desires
Chapter 13
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13 - To help with Earth's over-population and while exploring a new world for settling, Chad crashes on the world and he is taken back to the days of knight's-of-old. There is damsels in distress to rescue and have sex with for rescuing, weird six-legged horses to ride, virgins to have for the taking, wenches that are trained to service their masters, that need to be sexed, and feuds that need to be settled to old-fashioned way
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"Well, well," his ex-copilot chuckled as she stepped into the expansive bedroom, her eyes glancing to Elf still naked on the oval bed. "It seems that the royalty of Keller has acquired a definite taste for Chadwick Ponkert the Third."
"It's good to see that Hortians still practice the old tradition of allowing their heroes their pleasures after saving a fair damsel from danger," Rololf grinned as he pushed his way into the room after his queen. Likewise, his eyes darted to Elf, who did her best to scurry under the covers.
Doing his best not to be put off by the sudden intrusion, but admitting the bed chamber had transformed into Grand Central Station, he greeted his hosts, "To what do we owe this royal visit?"
"Don't worry," Rololf smiled, his eyes still lingering on the huddled and covered Elf. "We'll be off in a moment."
"But we thought you two could use a breakfast break," Jan took up, waving in two servants who entered with silver trays.
"While I have heard tales of your sexual prowess," Rololf commented, "even the best of men need food to keep up their strength."
Ponkert glanced at his former co-pilot realizing when she said she had told the Lindakarian king everything, she had meant just that.
"Perhaps someday I will be offered the same hospitality that my queen set for you at your arrival at the palace," Rololf mused, his eyes darting back to Elf.
Ponkert noticed a pleased smile on the head that peeked out above the covers. I have created a Frankenstein's monster, he mentally grinned.
"Also my very persuasive queen has convinced me of the need of financial support for your peace mission back to Hort," Rololf continued, waving another servant into the room, who carried a small chest. "An ample supply of silver and gold pieces to see you through."
"For at least six years, rather than six months." Jan added, opening the chest for his view. Small gold and silver disks heaped the chest to overflowing.
"Now, we'll be going," he urged the servants out of the room. "May the gods of Ulfblom smile on you and your efforts with the treaty, Baron Ponkert."
The Earthman watched the two leave. Then Rololf stuck his head back into the room, catching Elf lowering the covers from her body. He glanced at Ponkert. "Really should have thought of a peace treaty years ago."