For centuries, the Temple of the Deity has guarded the people of the Kingdom of Heklos.
But the line of the High Priests has shrunk to two: Ariana, the High Priestess, and
her son, Abiron.
Abiron has been kept innocent of his heritage. But a visitation from the Deity Herself
sets the wheels of fate in motion. An unexpected revelation shakes his world, and
he is stunned to discover that he has been ordered to take as his wife...The Daughter
of the Temple.
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“No. My name is Ariana. And you are now my husband, and I am your wife. Call me
by my name.”
“Ariana. I don't know what to do.”
“And that is why I am here. Why we are both here. I have been your teacher in
many things, my son. Trust me. Allow me to teach you in this, as well.”
Abiron swallowed visibly, then nodded.
“Yes.” The word came out of Ariana's mouth in a hiss. The dams were gone, the
walls breached. There was no reason to deny her nature any longer. She could feel
the Wanton rising up inside her. Her breasts flushed, engorged with blood. Her pupils
dilated. Her groin was on fire with need. “Come to me, my husband.”
Slowly, almost stumbling, Abiron crossed the room. He stood before his wife.
“This is how it begins.” Just as she had in the temple, she raised her hands to
his cheeks and pulled his face down. Slowly, lingeringly, she kissed his mouth. Her
lips opened and her tongue flickered across his lips. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth,
and her tongue entered, playfully flicking across his, running across his teeth.
She pulled it back, and was filled with joy as his tongue took the initiative and
followed hers into her mouth. The two danced together and she could feel his manhood,
stiff against her belly. The heat of it nearly drove her wild. I did that! Me! I
did that! I am arousing him, arousing my son, my husband, my lover! Oh, dear Lord,
I never want this to stop!
Abiron, son of Ariana, has taken his mother as his wife, and is now High Priest of
Heklos, serving at the side of his mother, the High Priestess. But sinister forces
are at work in Heklos. A new religion seeks to bring Heklos to its knees, and to
erase the worship of the Deity from the land.
King Benedictos summons Ariana and Abiron to his side, seeking their wisdom. In desperation,
they concoct a dangerous plan. They will wager all on one throw of the dice, confident
their minds and their bodies can sway their opponents to their side. Will they succeed?
Or will Heklos vanish, doomed to destruction by...The Pagan's Gamble?
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“That settles it,” she said disgustedly. “No wonder you feel awful. A belly full
of bad beer and fried food, and clothes full of rancid night-stink? Well,” she sighed,
“Let's start at the beginning. We'll get the Deity to get rid of that hangover for
you and then we'll work on the rest.”
“Well,” she said with a twinkle in her eye, “we were talking about miracles, weren't
we? Here is your chance to see an example.” Without any more fuss she laid her hands
on either side of his head, turning it towards her own. She gently placed her forehead
against his, closing her eyes.
“Mighty Deity, He who guides and protects us all, please grant your servant's
prayer. Please see fit to remove the pain from this man before you, and to give it
to one more deserving of Your scorn and spite. We fully admit our errors, and will
strive to more fully embrace Your will in the future. Please forgive our weakness,
and aid us in our quest for strength.”
While this had been going on, a procession of maidservants had been filing in
and setting down buckets of steaming hot water. With a look and a pointed arm, she
directed them into the bathing area to fill up the granite tub set into the floor,
blessing all the while the hedonism of generations of rulers who had made sure that
guests in the palace would have the advantages they gave themselves. No simple copper
tub, the bathing pool was fully four feet deep at one end, eight feet long, and nearly
half that wide.
Plenty of room for two, she thought with a smile. She took Paul by the hand and
led him into the bathing area. She pointed to the tub, now nearly full of hot water.