The Lusty Dark Elven Maid III: Stable Maid: The Lusty Dark Elven Maid, #3

By Leona D. Reish

Changes have come to Olvang Keep in Milenna's lustful absence amongst the guards. The hulking beasts of fur and fang are said to be more than appearance - capable of shifting to the forms of the Northland people, and rumour holds that Milenna has been given over to their newly discovered needs. Recovered from the garrisons below and cleaned up by the mysterious doppelganger responsible for aiding Milenna's journey down this path, that rumour may not remain false for very long.

Brought before the beasts in their high-barred Stable pens, the dark elf will feel something ancient and true tug at her desire, yet can the limber elf truly survive under such intimidating bestial power? In this final volume that brings closure to the story of the Lusty Dark Elven Maid, Milenna will be put to the test. From her courage and tenacity to simple desire, a new future may yet open for her elven kin and the Wolven shapeshifters alike with the penultimate destination in her journey.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Leona D. Reish
• Release date: Dec 20, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519946539

Leona D. Reish

From demons to monsters and demi-human monster girls, Leona D. Reish draws from the paranormal, myth and fantasy to create otherworldly stories of sweet corruption, divine machination and the most unlikely romances. It is here, beyond the odd vampire and werewolf, that you’ll touch tales of tails from deeper into the realms of fantasy. From lamiae and arachnes to other powerful undead and divine rulers, behind every face lies familiar desires and vulnerable hearts. Not every story is set in such high fantasy, however, as more grounded contemporary and even historic tales have been written in which more domestic taboos and powers are often revelled in. Throughout them all Leona brings an understanding of the delicacy and romance underlying darker kinks and fetishes to present the most erotic escapes to realms that can – and often should – only exist by the blessing of books and the support of avid readers. To this day Leona fights all the world’s evils within her mind to strive to bring you more great content. If you’ve enjoyed what she does and want to see more, consider following her profile and showing your support on social media where comments are always appreciated and help reinforce that the audience is really there.

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This book contains graphic sexual content, including the following:

Dark Elves

Bestial werewolf shifters

Knotting, breeding & biting

Mild stomach bulge cum inflation & creampie overflow

III

Stable Maid

In the high reaches of Olvang Keep, nestled in the heart of the frozen Northlands, the days come and days go under a seemingly eternal night sky, its inhabitants hardened by their harsh conditions. Amongst their men and women whom stand larger than life is a number of smaller, fae dark elven kin. Skin as rich and dusky as the earth of their more common mountainous habitat, they have coexisted in harmony with the rugged Northland people for generations, enjoying all they have to offer.

In time, that generous offering grew to a more carnal understand between their people, for the elven were quite so exotic and limber, the Northlanders so very big and rugged. Little did either know, as their interactions and lives evolved to accommodate this carnal interest in one another, that they answered to a deeper bond that bridged the two races across the ages. Time and again, the ages will repeat and rekindle flames lost to the darkness.

For one amongst them, the allure of just what unfathomable pleasure these gentle giants could offer had called her for more than the subtle courting and subservience of their highest ranks in private places. Descending through secret passages to a much more unrelenting garrison of men, the dark elf Milenna had all but disappeared for days, with rumours growing between the Keep’s servants as to where and why.

Especially given that her disappearance had come on the heels of a great change amongst the lords and beyond, to have gossip of their kin – one of few things they were permitted to speak so freely of – caused the tales to spread far and wide throughout the servants’ networks. For the newest amongst them, the spectacle of rumours spreading like a wildfire was an unsettling matter, for they had been taught was silence and discretion. Whilst that held, even openly discussing the news of the bestial hounds so freely seemed strange.

It was with this uneasy sense of tension from the electric in the air that both one of the newest amongst them and last to have shared Milenna’s company sighed raggedly to herself on returning to her chambers from the somewhat quieter Knight’s Hall. So many servants were barely even needed on hand since the return – perhaps that was why they were so free and prone to chattering – leaving her restless for how unnatural it seemed.

Oh? Still having trouble adjusting, Astora? With flowing black hair and the same richly dark skin as her kin, Astora did not stand out amongst them too greatly for much beyond her seemly innocence. The slender hands to sneak up and encircle the absent-minded girl were much like her own, though the one to grab her could have been no more different than any of her elven sisters.

Hah! Wh–Milenna? Squeaking in that voice that had gotten her the attention and interest of many, Astora squirmed and flustered as the arms locked down on her body, a sultry laugh tickling her ear.

Wrong... and you know what that means! Ripping open the bodice of Astora’s uniform, those wickedly quick hands flew into the elven woman’s simple black cotton bra, sliding across her supple skin and grabbing a breast each. The men to take interest in her had been harsher than she had expected, claiming her muffled squeals and the look her face made was too enticing. The stifled whimper Astora bit back on was testament to that.

Hmm, still so innocent! They’re gonna keep bullying you if you don’t control this pretty voice, you know. Twirling those slender, elven fingers around and firmly clamping down on Astora’s nipples made the dark elf buck and arc her back, squealing out with even less control over how much of her pitched quiver spilled out. Oh yes, the other thing keeping Astora on edge was the veritable demon she shared her quarters with, these past days.

"Hnn! I c-can’t help it if you keep doing this! What