hand and in the blink of an eye they were far away from Mournhold, a secret grove kept by Vivec for times of intense meditation.

He picked from the vine a variety of grapes and offered them to his lover. They fed grapes to each other, including trying to toss one into the other's mouth from afar. They frolicked in the luscious fields of flowers and cuddled in the shade of a great tree which acted as the center of this grove of the gods.

The sun set as Vivec kissed up and down Almalexia's neck, his hand sliding her white-gold robe off of her shoulder. His lips moved to the newly revealed flesh, his teeth biting playfully at her golden skin. "You are the perfect woman," he whispered inher ear, his hand sliding up her thigh.

"And I am all yours."

Almalexia let her robe fall off her shoulders, revealing her firm breasts. "Won't you show me Muatra, Vivec?"

He smirked and stood up. Vivec undid his robe and under it stood the great Muatra, throbbing with arousal. "Won't you tame him for me, my love?" he asked her.

Almalexia got on her knees and rested her hands on his thighs. She put her lips to the tip of his cock, licking it and looking up at him. One hand moved to its base and squeezed, tugging hard and causing precum to drip out and down his shaft. She licked the precum up and smiled, "It tastes wonderful."

She let the tip in her mouth, using her tongue to massage it.