Dink pushed the elven maiden onto the desk, scattering paper across the floor. He lightly explored Lady Estra’s slender waist with the tip of a finger, the material shimmered in response. Her breathing quickened with anticipation. He laughed with wild abandon as his hands began to tear at the barrier blocking him from his sweet victory. She placed a gentle hand over his to stop him.

Dink retracted his hands while looking at the gorgeous elven maiden questioningly. She smiled teasingly with her tongue softly clasped between her teeth playfully. She stood up before lifting his shaky hand in hers, leading him around the desk to the comfortable high-backed velvet chair behind it. She bent seductively while glancing at him over a shoulder. She quickly turned her face away after catching him looking, but not before flashing a self-satisfied smirk. She allowed him a tantalizing view of her shapely ass to his heart’s content as she retrieved the scattered papers on the chair. Lady Estra placed the papers into her arm one-by-one while rhythmically swaying her hips.

Dink could barely control his lust as she placed the neat pile of papers on top of the desk. She suddenly sat heavily into the plush cushioned back of the chair. She slumped down while throwing a leg comfortably over the arm of the chair, simultaneously spreading her other leg apart. Dink’s body trembled with excitement as he nervously looked in every direction before focusing on the treasure in front of him. He ignored Murkuk’s quickened breathing as he watched, pressed against the iron bars of the cage.

Lady Estra tapped a delicate finger against her enchanted black leather leggings. A sigil formed from mana hovered in the air for a moment before light shimmered through the material. It suddenly scattered into countless particles of light, glittering in the air before disappearing. Dink was given an invigorating display of her inviting peach. The sweet scent of her arousal left him intoxicated with lust. Elven maidens were completely devoid of body hair. It was a shared trait between all of the subraces.

“What are you waiting for, an invitation? Well, come and get it,” Lady Estra instructed with a playful pout as she bit the tip of a delicate finger. The heady aroma of her flowery perfume was eroding Dink’s control.

“I will leave your virginity for when it’s time for me to claim it during the ritual to save your House. Until then, I will taste the juices of your ripened fruit,” Dink promised.

“I’ll hold you to that. Is this enough or do you want me to remove more?” Lady seductively asked as she playfully twirled the lace of her leather bodice with a naughty smile.

[Explicit content for Chapter 10.1 Fruit Ripe For The Picking found for FREE at Patreon.com/jackofheart]

[Explicit content for Chapter 10.2 Dominance found at Patreon.com/jackofheart]