Hello and welcome to my readers. Thank you for your votes, comments and e-mails on my previous stories. Here is another chapter of the Enchanted Twelve chain story. I invite you to read the previous chapters of Princess Merry and Prince Karl's adventures, as well as reading the contributions of my fellow authors to this chain. Enjoy.
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'Skeletons and Moonbeams'
"Let us make haste," Merry cried. "I think I hear music. The Dancing Ground must be but a few strides away."
"I am not so sure," Karl replied. "We should have reached it by now. I fear we have again been diverted from our usual..."
"Karl. Look!" Merry exclaimed. "It is so beautiful."
They emerged from the forest into a moonlit glade, the moss and grass underfoot soft as any carpet. Pleasurable fragrances drifted on the gentle breezes of the night and they inhaled them deeply. Exotic flowers bloomed in scattered clumps, their pale faces turned toward the full moon's shimmering glow.
The silence was deafening; sounds of the forest did not penetrate the glades confines, only the gentle breezes. Wordlessly, Princess Merry and Prince Karl walked to the center of the glade and embraced.
"It is as if this is our special place," Merry said, her pink tongue tracing Karl's jaw line. "I have never loved you more than I do at this moment."
"My heart and my own," Karl replied, kissing her bare neck and shoulder. "I love and desire you forsaking all else."
Kissing and caressing they slowly removed their clothing, laying their weapons to one side as they sank to the ground, the moss cool on their naked bodies. Karl straddled her and they exchanged passionate kisses.
She sighed as his mouth engulfed one nipple, then the other, tongue swirling around the stiff flesh. Her hands floated over his muscular shoulders and down his broad chest, fingers tangling in his chest hair.
Raising her hips, Merry rubbed the velvet head of Karl's stiff cock on her wet pussy. He lunged forward and thrust deep in her as she moaned in pleasure. Her legs encircled his waist as their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, the sounds of their lovemaking echoing eerily in the glade.
Holding Merry's waist, Karl rolled on his back. Without missing a stroke, she bounced happily on his rigid flesh, glorying in his thick cock deep inside her. Leaning forward, she offered her breasts and he filled his mouth with her silken flesh, sucking greedily on her stiff nipples. Merry trembled as her orgasm suffused her body with delicious warmth. She impaled herself harder on Karl's thick meat, uttering little cries as she neared climax. Sensing she was on the verge of cumming, Karl gripped her ass cheeks and, with a guttural moan, spurted jets of cum into her gripping pussy. Feeling Karl's release, Merry shrieked and erupted in orgasm, bathing Karl's cock and thighs in a torrent of warm juices. They both came a second time and lay exhausted on the cool moss.
***
Karl and Merry were instantly alert when a twig snapped, the sound loud as a door slamming in the stillness. Scrambling for their weapons, their eyes widened when a hideous apparition appeared as if by magic from the darkness.
A skeleton rider on a skeleton horse trotted into the glade, bones gleaming in the moonlight. Merry barely stifled a squeal of fear as Karl pushed her behind him; his eyes were on the short sword the rider carried.
The creature waved it's sword menacingly. "How dare you Fleshlings sully the Glade of the Moon Goddess with your base carnality?" said a deep male voice as the skulls jaw moved. "You will pay dearly for violating this sacred ground."
Karl's hand tightened on Thunderbolt's hilt. "Have a care whatever you are," he rumbled. "No collection of soup bones threatens my Princess. Draw nearer and I shall rend you asunder."
"What spirited Fleshlings the Goddess has sent us for our amusement," said a female voice behind them. "They will be fine sport this night."
Merry whirled to see another skeletal horse and armed rider entering the glade. She dropped into a fighting crouch, Snake Fang at the ready.
"You will find us much more than ready sport," she purred. "Come closer.
My Prince and I will scatter you to the four winds."
The skeleton riders dismounted, paused for a moment and moved forward. Steel flashed and the battle joined.
***
Karl blocked the skeletons lunging thrust, sparks flying as his opponent recovered. It approached again more warily, sword blade shimmering as it cut savagely at Karl's chest. The swords rang together as Karl parried the blow, Thunderbolt's pommel grazing the grinning skull as it staggered back.
"You are a worthy opponent indeed," the skeleton said. "But we fully intend to punish you for your trespass."
"We meant no harm," Karl replied. "We were merely resting from our travels. Who is this Moon Goddess you speak of?"
"It is she who gave to us The Gift. She watches over us in our daily lives.
Prepares a table from which we sup. She is our guiding star. Our future. Our destiny."
It lunged again, the blow directed at Karl's legs. He sidestepped and as the creature overbalanced and fell forward, he struck it's shoulders with the flat of his sword knocking it sprawling. In a flash, he stamped on the bony hand holding the sword, Thunderbolt's point hovering above the creature's neck.
"I have you now," Karl growled. "Do you yield or must I carve you like a haunch of beef?"
"I yield," the creature replied, relaxing it's grip on it's sword. "I am well and truly bested. You are indeed a master swordsman Fleshling. I await your pleasure."
"You also fought well," Karl said amiably, "Stand and let us talk." He offered his hand to help the creature up and gripped flesh, not bone.
***
"You presume to fight me with that sliver?" the skeleton laughed as it dismounted and stalked towards Merry. "This will be a quick fight indeed."
"Come closer and see how wrong you are," Merry snarled. "Snake Fang wishes to taste bone."
"Have at it then," the creature cried, striking at Merry's chest. A second later, it reeled back from Merry's riposte, barely blocking her return thrust.
Sparks flew as sword and dagger clashed repeatedly. The Royal Armorer had forged Merry's fighting dagger from the finest steel, and then taught her how to defend herself against a variety of weapons. It was a surreal encounter in the moonlit glade, a naked woman battling a gleaming skeleton, blades winking in the unearthly light. Blow countered blow until Merry saw an opening and kicked at a bony knee. The creature's leg collapsed under it and it fell heavily to the ground.
Merry leapt on her opponent without thinking, her ingrained training coming to the fore. Wresting the sword from her attackers grip, she held her dagger to it's neck, suddenly realizing she felt warm flesh not hard bone.
"Do you yield?" she said. "I do not wish to kill you. We meant no harm to your sacred place."
"I yield," the skeleton replied. "By the Teats of the Goddess you fight well Fleshling. I am not often bested in combat, especially by my own sex."
Perplexed, Merry opened her mouth to ask a question when the creature sat up and leaned forward. Merry felt warm lips and firm breasts against hers as the creature moved sensuously between her legs. She was too curious to be frightened by this turn of events.
"How can this be?" she asked wonderingly. "I cannot see your body yet I can feel you?"
"Is this better?" the skeleton replied. The air blurred and Merry found herself straddling a beautiful woman. Her skin was stark white, her eyes pink, her rosy nipples standing proud. She smiled at Merry and wriggled beneath her.
"First our fight, now we are with one another," she continued. "I am aroused beyond measure. Do you lay with your own sex?"
Merry felt aroused as well. "Yes," she replied. "I enjoy the attentions of both."
"As do I," the woman said, cupping Merry's breasts and rubbing her palms on the erect nipples. "Let us make love."
Merry responded by kissing her deeply as their legs entwined. They rubbed their pubic mounds together as their hands roamed. Warm mouths and soft tongues engulfed silky flesh; long fingers entered moist pussies and stroked throbbing clits. Backs arching they fucked each other until they both shuddered in climax, their cries of ecstasy muffled in a burning kiss. Mary turned and offered her dripping slit to the woman as she dove between creamy thighs, licking and sucking. She jerked and moaned as the woman responded in kind and their lovemaking began anew.
***
Karl's opponent became visible, his skin the color of polished marble. He was ruggedly handsome, tall and muscular. "We seldom battle intruders," he chuckled. "More often than not our very appearance frightens most away. You two are quite brave to stand against us."
Karl offered his hand and they shook solemnly. "I am Prince Karl of Vard. My betrothed is Princess Merry of Westingfield. How do I call you?"
"I am Scapulus. My mate is Radia. We dwell in the Unseen City below us here."
"You live beneath the ground?" Karl asked wonderingly. "Why do you not dwell in the fresh air and sunshine?"