The Milk of Naia

By Zadie Black

Sir Corin has reached the end of a dangerous quest: to seek the legendary Blessing of Naia. Now he stands before the voluptuous goddess herself and her two beautiful handmaidens. Can Sir Corin persuade the Goddess to give him her Blessing? And what unexpected effects will it have on him? Find out in this free ebook set in the adults-only fantasy world of the Legends of Lust series!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Zadie Black
• Release date: Aug 2, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005125196

Zadie Black

Hello everyone. My name is Zadie Black and I write smut.

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by Zadie Black

The Milk of Naia © 2021 by Zadie Black.

Tempted by the Chained Queen © 2017 by Zadie Black.

The Dark Wood: Book 1 & The Dark Wood: Book 2 © 2020 by Zadie Black

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are entirely the products of the author’s fertile and kinky imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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This book is erotica. It was written for adults who are interested in reading fiction that includes graphic and explicit depictions of sex. If you are not interested in that, or you are not an adult, you should stop reading here!

This book is also a work of fantasy and fiction. Nothing in this book should be taken as advice or endorsement of any sort of behavior, sexual or otherwise. Practice safe sex, use condoms, and always obtain content from your partner.

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The Milk of Naia

Sir Corin staggered through the mists. It was hot in this strange place. There was blood on the blade of his sword Kryvar from the two-headed ettin which he had barely managed to dispatch. There were gaping rents in his chainmail and savage gashes in his armored breastplate. His clothes were filthy, torn, and bloody. Some of the blood was his. But he soldiered on. While he knew another fight like the last one might kill him, he had come too far to turn back now.

The mists parted in front of him. Two beautiful maidens in simple white robes stood before him on either side of a golden gate. Welcome, good knight, they said in unison.

Sir Corin nearly jumped out of his skin. He had been prepared for dire bears, storm giants, or even gelatinous cubes, but the sudden appearance of two lovely damsels had caught him completely off guard. Hurriedly he pulled himself together and bowed to them.

Sir Corin, a knight of Sukkonia, at your service ladies, he said.

As he straightened up, he eyed them warily, wondering if these two beautiful young maidens might be some sort of deceitful illusion designed to catch him off guard. But they appeared to be real human females with flesh-and-blood bodies. Bodies he could see a great deal of, as their white robes were so thin as to be almost translucent, and they did not appear to be wearing anything underneath. The dark circles of their nipples were plainly visible through the diaphanous fabric. He could even see triangles of curly hair nestled between their pale thighs.

With an effort, he tore his eyes away from their bodies. He had to pull himself together. He was a knight now, not a gawking page boy. I am on a quest, he announced. I seek the Blessing of Naia!

You have found it! answered one of the maidens in a thrilling voice. I am Daphne, and this is my sister, Phoebe. We are the handmaidens of the Goddess Naia. She awaits beyond these gates.

Then I bid you allow me to enter, Daphne, said Sir Corin.

But you can't, said her sister Phoebe. Not like this. She gestured to his torn and blood-stained garb.

Forgive my appearance, I beg you, he said. There were... many obstacles on the path that lead me here.

Oh, do not worry about that, said Phoebe. The Goddess Naia welcomes all, whether beggars or kings. But you must remove your clothing. No one is allowed to wear anything in the Goddess's presence.

Here, said Daphne, let us help you.

Before he knew it, Sir Corin found that the hands of these two comely girls were all over him, unbuckling buckles, pulling off pieces of armor, and unlacing his pants. He quickly covered himself as Phoebe slid his trousers down.

Please, Sir Corin, you have no need to be embarrassed, she said, pulling his hand aside.

Such a brave, manly knight, said Phoebe. She pressed her lithe body against him and kissed him gently on the lips. He could feel her soft, yielding breasts through her robe.

We welcome you, said Daphne. He felt her full, silk-clad bosoms rubbing against him as she stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. The next thing he knew she was nibbling his earlobe.

This unexpected treatment was having a physical effect on Sir Corin. He felt his penis stirring. This was neither the time nor the place to get an erection. Was this a test of his purity? He shut his eyes, trying to block out lustful thoughts. But he could feel the handmaidens’ bodies through their flimsy gowns. They were trailing kisses down the sides of his neck. His manhood began to thicken and unfurl. As exposed as he was, they could not fail to notice it.

Suddenly, both maidens stepped aside. Had they noticed his body’s shameful reaction? He opened his eyes to see that the two handmaidens were now standing on either side of the golden gate, which was swinging open as if by magic.