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Destiny cannot be altered.
With Britannia falling to the Saxon hordes, Morgaine, Queen of the Faeries, has no choice but to make a pact with the Christian monks. She promises to give them a High King who will unite the Britons against the Saxons if he takes a queen from the faery realm. Morgaine hopes this will restore the Goddess faith and return Avalon to its rightful place. She sends Lancelot to guard the future High King, but when a love potion falls into the wrong hands, all seems lost.
Gwenhwyfar is the only hope for the future, but betrayal, revenge, and forbidden love surround her, all of which could send both Britannia and Avalon into ruins.
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He slid into her from behind like a stallion mounting a mare, thrusting in and out, grabbing on to her hips with both hands. Morgaine reached between her legs and stroked herself. Her juices slid beneath her fingers, laving her bud. Pleasure tingled in her groin, soaring as if borne on wings.
Lancelot’s thrusts grew faster and harder. She moved her pelvis in sync with his wild thrusts and flapped her wings. Morgaine’s body jerked with her climax as Lancelot came in a thunderous roar.
“Ahhh, yes!” He grabbed her hips, pushing himself in as far as he could go.
Sated and relaxed, she pressed her wings flat against her back.
They lay spent on the soft grass, facing each other.
Lancelot brushed her hair back from her face and traced the blue crescent tattooed on her brow. “No other can please me as you can.”
Love shimmered in his dark amber eyes, but she knew he would not stay with her for long. There was a restlessness inside him that could not be tamed. Lancelot was half-faery, but his human side had a stronger pull on him. Restlessness ruled his heart.
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