As soon as Gabel stepped inside Elara flinched and moved back from her steed.
"Oh!" Her mouth flew open, as she took several steps back.
Gabel stepped closer and spoke, "Please my Lady, Spare me a moment to say my piece."
He placed his hand firmly against his chest and continued, "From the moment I first saw you, I feel as if I have been in a trance. I did not even know your name but I felt as if I were being pulled to you. I can not explain it. Never have I met a woman more elegant, beautiful and brave as you. When I saw you call your arrows with your magic .... Fuck."
Gabel turned his head away, as he lost his words. After a couple seconds passed he turned his eyes back to her.
"Please excuse my mouth but I can not keep fighting these feelings I have for you. And.....I think that you have them too. I have seen you glance my way. Our kiss....our kiss has been torturing me. I can not think of anything else."
Elara's eyes widened and she continued to step back from him.
While lowering his voice to almost a whisper, he took several large steps closing the gap between them.
"Allow a humble man, like myself, to give you what you desire. If you so wish it, I would like to show you my true feelings and leave no questions on where I stand."
Elara's back hit the stable wall. Though her body seemed to be resisting, her eyes bore a lustful gleam.
Taking the last step between them, Gabel ran his eyes down her body. Her breasts were heaving so heavily that with each movement they pushed seductively against her dress.
He watched them rise and fall for a moment, then gently brought one of his hands around her waist.
With their eyes locked on one another he whispered, "Allow me to have you Elara, I promise to...handle you with great care."
A second later he leaned down and smashed his lips against hers. Like two animals in heat they began to kiss wildly. Elara let out a moan as she wound her arms around his neck.
When their heated kiss broke and a string of their mixed saliva dribbled down from her mouth.
Gabel let out a strained moan, "Come with me."
He grabbed her hand and headed for the door.
It had started to lightly rain, so Gabel pulled her along as they rushed back to the palace.
His feet weren't moving fast enough for his excited body. Though he had a firm hold of her hand, the sensual excitement overtook him and he leaned down to pick Elara up.
With haste, he carried her to his assigned bedchamber, then gently put her down before pulling her inside by her arm. While keeping their bodies smashed together, he slid the bolt across the wooden door, locking them inside.
"Now, where were we?" He sensually whispered before lowering his head to ravish her lips again.
He felt Elara's hands slide up to his chest.
"Take off your shirt."
Gabel froze for a second.
"Holy shit," he quietly mumbled before practically tearing off his shirt.
Her soft hands ran over his chest and down his sculpted, lean abdomen. While keeping her lips against his she skillfully began to untie his trousers.
It was evident that this was not her first time with a man.
