Deep Delve

By Paul Lucas

Tobias of Winterbourne continues his epic multi-year journey to many new and exotic lands, acting as a diplomatic envoy and ambassador for his king.

Topaz is a young Orc woman raised by human scholars in the ruined city of Delve on the remote Western Continent. Big, gawky, and inexperienced, but loving poetry and ancient languages, she despaired at ever finding the love and romance she longed for.

The dashing diplomatic Envoy from the king visits the small colony of intellectuals. Topaz becomes swept up in a passionate, steamy sexual affair with the worldly older man even as a research expedition unleashes an ancient, forgotten magical force that endangers lives and freedom.

Can Topaz and the Envoy survive when a goddess awakens?

BOOK SIX of the FANTASY ENVOY series!

Contains smexy shenanigans and explicit romantic naughtiness. Adult readers only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Paul Lucas
• Release date: Jul 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370264933

Paul Lucas

I grew up on the shores of Lake Erie, just a few snow drifts away from Buffalo, NY. I am a life long science fiction and fantasy fan, and avidly keep up on developments in the fields of science, technology, and ancient cultures.Currently I am a freelance writer and artist, with fifteen years of experience in the field. In 1998 I had a tabletop RPG published, and in 2005 my first novel CREATURA came out. My shorter works have seen the light of day in publications such as Strange Horizons, Afterburn, Tales of the Talisman, Fables, and others. Currently I do a lot of personal commissions and ghost writing work.

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DEEP DELVE

Book 6 of the Fantasy Envoy Series

Paul Lucas

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Copyright 2017 Paul Lucas

Cover Illustration by Paul Lucas

On The Cover: The Orc scholar Topaz on her favorite studying rooftop gets some very naughty attention from a friend.

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OTHER BOOKS IN THE FANTASY ENVOY EROTICA Series!

THE CLERIC'S FAREWELL (Book 1)

THE MAD KING'S ROAD (Book 2)

THE ELF WIFE (Book 3)

A NIGHT AT THE DEBAUCHERY (Book 4)

100 POTIONS (Book 5)

DEEP DELVE (Book 6 - You Are Here!)

RIVER OF EXILES (Book 7 - Coming Soon!)

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CHAPTER 1

"Don't you dare, Tobias!" the blond Orc told her human companion, voice caught between outrage and laughter. She leaned forward on a large leather-bound book, which in turn rested atop the raised ledge of the ancient stone rooftop. The material of her loose belted sarong was bunched up around her waist.

Tobias of Winterbourne smiled wickedly as he lifted his dagger. The blade pulled her loincloth taut, wedging the material deep between the gigantic twin globes of her muscular rear, before it began cutting through. With a deft flick of his wrist, the gusset of her undergarment fluttered back down, severed neatly in two.

Topaz gasped in shock, then even louder as Tobias' rough hands caressed the expansive green fields of her buttocks. It did not take long for his fingertips to flute lightly over her exposed, golden-furred slit. Her cut undergarment was quickly forgotten.

The female Orc measured six foot four in height, three inches taller than the human male. While Tobias was in very good shape for a traveling diplomat just turned thirty three, Topaz was considerably more brawny and massive, outweighing him by some thirty pounds.

Tobias would swear that almost all that extra weight resided in the deep feminine curves of her ass and chest. Despite Topaz spending most of her life as a scholar, she was built along the same muscular barbarian-goddess lines as most Orc women. In fact, she was probably slightly thicker, given that she had been generously fed most of her life by her adoptive human parents.

Topaz canted her hips back and forth unconsciously at the Envoy's touch, very pleased as she looked back over her shoulder to see how mesmerized he was by her body. Why don't I read you a few passages, she suggested, cheeks growing cherry red at his teasing. I think my new translation is more faithful to Eticharis' intended passion.

Tobias winced even as his fingers traced along her dampening nether lips. Eticharis still writes wretched verse, if you ask me. He was a much better historian than poet. You only like his poems because most are erotic.

The Orcess stuck her tongue out between the two small tusks protruding from her bottom lip. And you only think he's bad because we still don't know how many of the words in Late Xaddal'rian were actually pronounced. Or precisely what rhythm they used when they talked. As you know, understanding spoken language isn't just about different words, its about the different cadence which people... ummmmmnhh, which people... She grunted as she pressed her dripping gates more forcefully back onto his questing fingers. Hnnnnhhhh... Gods, do you have any idea how distracting that is?

The human smirked as he slipped a single finger in to the first knuckle. I have some little idea, yes.

Topaz snapped her head up and moaned, her thick topknot of curly golden hair undulating in a small wave down her back. Still feeling impish, however, she conspicuously cleared her throat and read from the open book before her.

"Her blush mayberry wine,

Twin moons waking manly vigor.

Epicaste shimmered and stretched,

Earthy hills of immortal softness.

"Divine flesh eclipses his,

Bodies rasping with silky friction.

Her kiss sweet lilacs,

Her caress swirls of honeyed fire."

Go on, Tobias said, slipping his finger in even deeper. Despite Topaz's greater size, the Orc's vagina felt amazingly snug around his finger.

The young woman's body trembled, especially as the human began using his free hand to heft and squeeze her soft jade ass. So... hmmmmrmmmm... Are you liking it?

I admit some phrases make more sense in your version, he said casually. But what I'm liking most is how wet it's making you.

Topaz tried to feign indignation, but that was difficult when wantonly pushing her cunt back onto his hand. Still, she persisted and read more aloud.

"Lusty waves crashing,

Her body ecstasy's harbor.

Epicaste strums his lyre,

Playing a heated symphony."

She murfled in consternation. It gets a little fuzzier here about what Eticharis was referring to... impaling flower petals, the taste of salty wine...

I think that's pretty obvious, the male said.

It is?

Sure. He meant this. Topaz looked back just in time to see Tobias duck his head low behind her, so she couldn't see any of him over the curves of her ass save a few wisps of his dark brown hair.

Her eyes rimmed wide as she realized what was about to happen. W-wait! I've never... No one has ever... And then, for the first time in her twenty-one years of life, Topaz felt a hot tongue snake over her naked pussy.

Ahhh...! the Orcess cried out. She was so used to feeling only hands down there--her own or someone else's--that for the first few breaths she didn't know quite what to make of it. Then it became clear just how feverishly hot and slippery Tobias' tongue felt tracing the contours of her sensitive vulva. Unfiltered pleasure poured into her trembling body.

The human grabbed twin handfuls of her olive moons and gently pulled them apart, enough to reveal the inner pink behind the darker jade of her outer pussy lips. He pressed his lips tightly against her sex and speared his tongue in as far as it could go.

Resting on her elbows on the raised lip of the roof, she used her forearms to squeeze her prodigious tits together in her belted shift right over her book of ancient poetry. Oh, Tobias... she gasped out in a gravelly, melty voice. That's driving me crazy.

We're just getting started, the diplomat said with a light chuckle. He peppered many teasing kisses on her vagina, sucking gently on the loose, puffy outer flesh each time. Planting his lips squarely over her clitoral hood, he nudged aside the small fleshy protection and lapped at the small button directly with feather-light strokes.

The big Orc growled for breath, her fists clutching tightly at the roof's parapet. She bumped her hips back at the male, ferally desperate for more.

Never moving his tongue from her taut little button, Tobias slipped a finger back into her drenched passage, all the way up to the last knuckle.

Topaz's inner walls clenched hard at the digit penetrating her. That and the heated licks on her clitoris quickly plummeted her over the edge, as a powerful, body-wracking orgasm seizing her. The Orc's head snapped up, moaning primally into the clear morning sky as she rode out the heated ripples of raw, delirious pleasure.

The young woman's large body slowly untensed after a while, leaving her shivering. I--I never knew it could feel like that... she gasped out.

The Envoy kissed lightly at her sex and gave her buttock a playful slap. So you liked your first pussy licking?

Very much. She impishly wiggled her rear. But I'll, um, need more than one sample to make an informed opinion. We should explore this subject more in depth...

The diplomat laughed. If you want more, all you have to do is ask. I don't think I'll ever get tired of licking your puss--

Topaz! A voice called up from two stories below. There you are, dear!

Daddy! the Orcess gasped. Wh-what are you doing here?

CHAPTER 2

Oh, just out for my morning constitutional, the older man said. Master Scholar Rahhu of Myrdem was a human well into his seventies, with rich dusky skin, a long wispy gray beard, and an almost completely bald pate. He was bent slightly from arthritis in various joints, and never went anywhere without his well-worn walking stick. Have to keep the old joints moving if I want to keep them working.

Of course, Topaz said carefully, noting that Rahhu wasn't reacting at all to the male behind her. Apparently her father couldn't see Tobias yet, not surprising given the couple's height off the ground, the angle, and her body blocking the human diplomat. And she wanted it to stay that way. Her father had hated every single one of the small handful of her past suitors, though none of them had lasted long. She could also imagine how very awkward and embarrassing it would be trying to explain why there was a man twelve years her senior currently nestled between her legs.

Tobias hadn't moved from squatting behind her, despite having stopped his ministrations upon hearing Master Rahhu's voice. He listened quietly, perhaps fearing that if he moved, he might inadvertently give himself away.

"Daddy, this