Sister Mary Does A Faery (erotic short story, fantasy erotica, virgin sex, erotic romance, adult romance, erotic fiction, outdoor sex, sexy romance, explicit sex, erotica, sex stories, spanking) / Fae Lovers (ePub)

Raised by the nuns of Thistlemere Abbey, Mary's future seems decided. She'll join their order and live out her life in peaceful service to others. But an unexpected encounter in the woods with the mysterious and tantalizing Connor jolts Mary from her path, inciting her curiosity and arousing a hunger for sensual pleasures that Connor is more than willing to satisfy.

Connor of the Fae is delighted at his unanticipated meeting with the lovely Mary but appalled to learn that the innocent young woman is contemplating becoming a nun. Before Mary chooses a celibate life, Connor is determined that she should experience the carnal pleasures that she'll be forsaking. And who better to teach her than the master himself?

Sister Mary Does A Faery (Fae Lovers, Book 3) is an erotic fantasy story (approximately 13,000 words in length).

EXCERPT:

"Aren't you just a beauty!" Mary exclaimed, squatting to snip the plant's tender bud. She'd only seen pictures of this particular medicinal plant; Sister Petra would be delighted at her rare find.

"I've never seen such a divine bounty in one spot," she said, smiling to herself in satisfaction.

"Nor have I," a male voice agreed.

With a startled squawk, Mary spun around, her basket of carefully-harvested plants flying. "Where did you come from?" she exclaimed, eyeing the half-naked water nymph rising from the small pool at the center of the glade.

Of course he couldn't really be-a water nymph, that is. Everyone knows that nymphs don't exist. But half-naked? Oh yes, that he definitely was. And gorgeous enough to easily pass for a creature of myth and legend.

"I've been here all along," he replied, his hands idly stirring the water lapping at his waist. "Doubtless you were too engrossed with your plants to notice me."

Mary gasped, "My herbs!" She gazed at her painstakingly-gleaned harvest now scattered across the ground and loosed a vexed sigh. "Oh, look what you made me do."

The corner of his mouth lifted in amusement. "My apologies. I shall, of course, assist you in gathering them up." Matching deed to word, he moved toward the edge of the pool, intent on exiting.

"Stop!" Mary thrust her right hand out, while shielding her eyes with her left. Peering through a sizable gap in her fingers, she demanded, "Where are your swim trunks?" As the pool grew shallower, the head of the man's penis had breached the water like an eager periscope, making it all too clear that he was, in fact, completely naked.

He looked down at his bobbing member, his smile widening. "I seem to have misplaced them."

Fascinated by what she could see of his delectable body, Mary reluctantly said, "I shall turn my back while you get dressed."

"Very thoughtful of you," he murmured and began to move again.

Mary whirled around and bent to retrieve her basket, more tempted to sneak a peek than she'd care to admit.

"What's your name?" she asked, resisting temptation with admirable fortitude.

"Connor," he replied from right behind her. "And you are?"

Mary turned. "Naked." Her eyes widened in consternation. "You're naked. Where are your trousers?" she blurted.

Flashing a rogue's grin, he leaned toward her and whispered conspiratorially, "I seem to have misplaced them, as well."