The Glen: Book Two
Copyright© 2004 by Merlin
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - We reenter the world of the Fairy through the experiences of Erin, Megan, Richard and the rest of the world of "The Glen"
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Magic Fiction School
Like a caged lioness was the best way to describe Queen Morgana as her son Mordrant slowly skulked into her apartments. He always dreaded these ‘meetings’, as he usually bore the brunt of the stupidity of others. Not that he was totally innocent of being stupid himself, occasionally, but he typically was loath to ‘take it like a man’, as mother so drolly put it. “Oh well, might as well face up to it. It isn’t going to get any easier by delaying it, now, is it?”
Morgana was pacing in front of the tightly draped windows in her sitting room. Her head jerked toward Mordrant as he attempted to slip quietly into the suite. “Took your time about it, didn’t you, boy?” Morgana said in a way that she knew would get a rise out of her son. “I knew you didn’t have it in you to own up to your bungling of the last job I gave you, but I had hoped that you could at least show a little spine where it was concerned. I mean, have I every really hurt you?”
“No mother. You’ve always been good at hiding your hurts from prying eyes.” Morgana hissed a bit at that, and Mordrant got a sliver of satisfaction at having tweaked her like that. “Have to be careful with that. Too much, and she might think I can actually think on my own. Can’t have that now, can we?”
The sound of her open hand connecting with his face was more startling than the fact that she had actually struck him. Only in the aftermath of the slap did the pain truly register. Mordrant pulled back within himself and shrank away from Morgana as she held her hand ready to administer another slap. “How many times have I told you to keep your tongue in your head? Perhaps I should just remove it and take care of that problem. You little shit! You think you can walk in here and just have your way?” Morgana started to pace again, and the heat of her rage sparkled in the filtered light. She was clearly working her way up to a full on rage, and Mordrant wanted very badly to be anywhere but here.
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