Branwyn's happy realization on WIP It Up Wednesday #Wipitup

Welcome to Erotic Notions and WIP It Up Wednesday. This snippet is a continuation from my erotic medieval romance - Black Dorn.
Set Up –  (for those who haven't started at the beginning – Duna means instructor –  so Duna Trea is Branwyn's instructor. A Dune is one who is to be instructed. Branwyn is a Dune. Gon means King, Gon Dra means Heir to the Throne and lastly tragor means duty.)

Leah - is Branwyn's serving girl
Duncan - is Malack's servant



Malack's horse nudged his shoulder. He opened his eyes, patted its nose, yawned and sat up. His movement awakened Branwyn. She stretched. "The sun is soon to set. My horse wants his feed and bed. He can be very insistent." "But I must release you." She reached for his manhood. "It is my tragor." "Tragor?" He walked toward his horse. "But, I thought…your language confuses me." She stood next to him, placing her hand on his arm. "I have angered you. Why?" "Dress. We must return to Black Dorn before nightfall. Raiders roam these woods at night. It would not be safe." He held his voice, busied himself with checking his horse’s reins. He did not make eye contact. When she was dressed, Branwyn picked up the wineskin then stood next to his horse. He lifted her onto it then mounted behind her. With a fierce click with his heels, he urged the animal to charge home. The noise of hooves and motion of the animal made conversation impossible. He slowed when they reached the courtyard. Duncan and Leah stood side by side. Branwyn thought she heard Leah say, "Not again," as she dropped to her knees. Duncan took the horse’s reins as Malack dismounted. He reached up to help Branwyn down. Without a word to her, Malack walked away. Trea walked toward him. As he passed, he snarled, "She is as she was." Once in her room, Branwyn fell across her bed and wailed. When her sobbing softened, Leah whispered, "A warm bath?" Branwyn wiped her tears and nodded. "I have grown to like baths." Soaking in the rose scented water, sipping the mulled wine, Branwyn remained silent. Leah had finished straightening the room when Branwyn whispered, "I have truly angered him." Leah stood near the bath. "We…he…he met me in the meadow. I was walking. He put me on his horse. We rode to a creek. We dined and talked. He told me…he asked me to call him Malack." "Oh, Dune." Leah lost her composure, knelt next to the bath then leaned on its edge waiting to hear more. "He kissed me. It was wondrous. I had not known anything could be so…so… there is no word for it. My heart soared. More wine?" She held out her goblet. "I have no more, but I shall get some." Leah hurried from the room. Branwyn exited the bath, dried herself and settled onto her bed. Leah returned, filled her goblet and eagerly waited for more gossip. "He pleasured me and it was…again, I desperately search for a word to…he caused a fire in my body. It was like pleasant torture. His mouth, his fingers, his lips, his hands all caressing me. Look, I have goose bumps remembering it." She rubbed her hand along her pebbled flesh. "When it ended, I sank into a dream. It seemed like a warm blanket being wrapped around me." A tear trickled down her cheek. "I offered to pleasure him as it would be my tragor." A puzzled look crossed Leah face. "He said he would not take what was my master’s to take, but he could have everything else. While he instructed me, he was uncomfortable." She smiled at the memory. "Very uncomfortable. I offered, but he refused. He said it would be dealt with later. It would add to his enjoyment of pleasuring me. When I awoke from my nap, I again offered but he became… Oh! I believe I understand why he got angry. I mis-spoke. I should not have said tragor. He is insulted." She paused. "If he is insulted that means he…" She covered her mouth as an idea formed in her mind. "He is in love with me." "Yes, he is." Leah giggled. "I must go to him. Drop to my knees. Beg forgiveness." Leah pressed her dune to return to her bed. "No, he is drunk. Duncan says he has already bedded two and is in a mood most foul." "I shall have to apologize to everyone in the castle." She nestled down in her bed then giggled. "The Gon-Dra’s in love with me." 


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