The Fae Queen’s Desire: Beyond Forbidden Pleasure: Legends of the Fae Kingdoms, #2

By Amber Lew

King Arthur isn't the noble ruler you'd imagine; he's a ruthless conqueror who's enslaved the four Fae Kingdoms. I, Queen Guinevere, am just one more casualty of his reign.

 

To shield Avalon from Arthur's wrath, I'm thrust into a forced marriage with the very man I despise. Behind closed doors, his cruelty persists, trapping me in a loveless, desolate union.

 

Amidst Camelot's treacherous politics, an unexpected connection blossoms—I'm drawn to Sir Lancelot, my husband's most loyal knight. He's kind, incredibly handsome, and the only one I can lean on.

 

Mystery shrouds Lancelot's bravery and his smouldering green eyes. He's different, not blinded by hatred for Faes. Something about him doesn't add up, but in his strong arms, I'd gladly lose myself.

 

Our mutual attraction could prove lethal if Arthur discovers us. It'd mean not just my demise, but Avalon's obliteration. Despite the risk, my attraction to Sir Lancelot grows stronger each day.

 

As if life in Camelot weren't complex enough, there's Merlin, the powerful force behind Arthur's victories over the Fae. He wields ancient magic unseen for centuries.

 

If there's any chance to bring down Arthur, I'll seize it. But the path is treacherous, and Arthur's grip is unrelenting.

 

Can I break free from my loveless marriage and reshape my people's destiny, or will my forbidden affair trigger the Fae Kingdoms' downfall?

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eromami Publishing
• Release date: Jul 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223862956

Amber Lew

I'm Eromami and I write spicy fantasy romance books. In my stories, you'll encounter a strong female protagonist who may start with doubts but finds her inner power. Alongside her, you'll meet a captivating main male lead and intriguing secondary romantic interests. These adventures take place in detailed fantasy realms, featuring mesmerizing male leads who are shifters—vampires, werewolves, fae, dragons, and more! While the protagonist explores romantic bonds with other characters, she ultimately finds her way to a committed and monogamous relationship with the male lead, resulting in a happily ever after or happy for now ending. These reverse harem stories have no mm action, and the relationships depicted are mostly hetero, with occasional bi-curiosity.

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Book 2

Beyond Forbidden Pleasure

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Text by Amber Lew

1st edition 2023

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Chapter 1

A Soothing Reprieve

F uck, I stammered , scrambling off Lancelot's body and hastily attempting to smooth down my dishevelled clothing. Even as I did so, the warmth of his touch lingered on my skin, and I couldn't help but ache for the intimacy we had shared mere moments ago.

The thundering of hooves echoed through the forest as the Knights of the Round Table approached the scene, their armoured forms gleaming in the dappled sunlight. As they neared, I could see the shock and concern etched on their faces at the sight of Lancelot and me, covered in blood from the slain unicorn.

By the gods, Lancelot! Sir Bedivere exclaimed, dismounting his horse with haste. What manner of beast have you slain?

An uncommonly ferocious unicorn, Lancelot replied, his voice steady despite our harrowing encounter. His piercing green eyes met mine briefly, and a wave of guilt and fear washed over me as I recalled our stolen kiss moments before.

King Arthur, tall and imposing, dismounted his horse and strode toward us. Surprisingly, he extended a hand to help me up – the first kind gesture he'd shown since our marriage. Was he trying to be nice in front of his men? My heart raced as I hesitated, then reluctantly took his hand, unable to meet his gaze.

As I stood, my wounded leg protested with a sharp jolt of pain. I winced, struggling not to let it show.

Sir Lancelot, your bravery is commendable, King Arthur said, turning his attention to Lancelot and clapping him on the shoulder. You've saved Queen Guinevere's life, and for that, you have my gratitude.

Thank you, Your Majesty, Lancelot replied, bowing his head. I looked away, hoping Arthur wouldn't sense the turmoil within me.

Come, let us return the trophy to Camelot, Sir Bedivere declared, gesturing toward the fallen unicorn. With Sir Gareth's assistance, he proceeded to decapitate the creature, intending to bring its head back to the castle. The value of a unicorn horn was not lost on them.

Arthur looked over at my horse, lifeless on the ground, his white skin stained red.

I see your horse has been killed, Arthur announced. He reached out a strong arm and gestured for me to approach. As I obeyed I winced again at the pain in my leg. You will ride with me. Can you manage?

Y-yes, my King, I stammered, unsure of how to respond to this sudden display of concern from my husband.

Very well. He hoisted me onto his horse before mounting behind me, his strong arms holding me in place.

The ride back to Camelot was torturous, each bump and jostle sending fresh waves of pain through my injured leg. I tried to focus on anything but the proximity of Arthur's body and the lingering scent of Lancelot's skin as we journeyed back. All the while, my gaze avoided Lancelot's, fearing my husband could read the guilt and desire that plagued me.

AS SOON AS WE ARRIVED at Camelot Castle, the mood shifted and excitement filled the air. The knights and courtiers eagerly shared their accounts of Sir Lancelot's valiant defeat of the unicorn, embellishing details as they saw fit, all while forgetting my contribution. I could hardly bear it, my chest tightening with each mention of Lancelot's name. My own emotions were a whirlwind – guilt for our stolen kiss, fear of discovery, and an undeniable longing for him that weighed heavy on my heart.

As the castle buzzed with merriment, I found myself unable to join in the celebrations. I was still covered in the unicorn's blood and dirt from our encounter, feeling both physically and emotionally filthy. With a barely audible excuse, I slipped away from the festivities, my haste carrying me through the bustling corridors towards the sanctuary of my bedchambers.

Upon opening the door, I discovered that my attendants had already prepared a bath for me. Steam rose invitingly from the water, and the scent of lavender filled the room. Grateful for the opportunity to find solace in the warmth of the water, I turned to my two female attendants who awaited my instructions.

Thank you, both, I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady despite my inner turmoil. Please, help me undress and clean myself.

With gentle