Dark Desires

By Alyson Belle

The mighty chieftan Azlato, now trapped in the body of the gorgeous witch queen, has been slowly broken down into his new role as a lowly pleasure maiden -- so much so that he's beginning to enjoy his new life with the men in the pleasure tents, even as it disgusts him!

But now that he knows his allies were plotting to have him killed, he needs to find a way to stop pleasuring the men and rescue the woman who still wears his old body before she's slain. If he can't, Azlato will be forced to spend the rest of his days working on his back and his knees...

His only hope is to overload the enchantment that keeps him in this body, even if that means spending a day in the stocks and letting every man in camp have their way with him (at the same time). Can he put up with the indignity long enough to break the spell and rescue himself from a fate worse than death? Find out, in Dark Desires...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alyson Belle
• Release date: Jun 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463165041

Alyson Belle

Alyson Belle is a bestselling romance and erom author who has had a passion for transformation and body swap stories for as long as she can remember. She now delights in sharing her passion with the world by writing some of the sexiest stories around. With Alyson in control, your hottest fantasy ever is always just a click away...~~~ Visit my site for a FIVE FREE BOOKS including a copy of Forbidden Flirtations, a sexy, sizzling-hot story you can only get on my website! ~~~ Copy and Paste URL: http://alysonbelle.com/free-books/

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DARK DESIRES

Gender Swapped by the Witch Queen: Book 3

by

Alyson Belle

Copyright © 2017 Alyson Belle

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An excerpt from Dark Desires:

I ceased my struggles and rested against his muscled chest, feeling humiliated and helpless. Tears formed at the corners of my eyes as I pressed myself against his hot, salty skin and felt the reassuring rise and fall of his breathing in the cool darkness of his tent. Modan cradled me gently and stroked my hair, murmuring reassuring words to me.

I was doomed. I could see that there would be no way to explain, no way to tell him in time to save my old body. I would be stuck like this, stuck in this horrible, weak, female body with my heaving breasts and swinging hips for the rest of my days. There was nothing for me now but to serve the men until I found myself with child, and then my whoring days would be over and my breeding days begun—until I was too old and used up to bear any more children. It was no proper fate for Azlato, warrior of the plains.

In my despair, I began to nuzzle against Modan, seeking some small measure of comfort, and our bodies began to do what bodies do when pressed together as we were. He drew my shift away from me and began to kiss my neck, showering me with wet hungry kisses as his hands began to explore my body, fondling my breasts and my ass with his huge, rough hands.

Lie down and spread your legs for me, he whispered.

I nodded, doing as he commanded. He rose from the bed and stood over me, hands on his hips, and gazed at my naked form. A sliver of moonlight from the tent flap shined in and illuminated me in a pale, silver glow. My flesh looked magical and ethereal, and I saw the hunger flare in Modan’s eyes.

Touch yourself. Your breasts and sex, he commanded.

Modan’s orders excited me as they always did, and I began to tweak my nipples, grope at my own heaving breasts, and work a pair of fingers up and down the slit between my legs. I was already dripping wet in anticipation of his attentions. I purred softly and stroked my clit, dipping my fingers in and out of myself shallowly, as the familiar pressure of my maidenhood’s pleasure began to build in my loins.

Modan dropped his loincloth to his ankles and grabbed his massive cock in a single hand. It was already half-hard, but straightened to its full, massive size as he stroked it and watched me work myself into a frenzy on his sleeping pallet.

My mouth began to water at the sight of Modan’s fully erect cock. I wanted to wrap my mouth around it, lick his balls and pleasure him with