An Elf's First Gangbang by Chelsea Rockner
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**This book was previously published under a different title.**

Nothing is more annoying to Pryven the Elf than having to leave his library. When he's forced to journey into the forest in a dirty carriage with a strange human and hulking minotaur, its almost too much to take. At first he finds them animalistic and disgusting, but there's also an attraction he can't deny. What will he do when Brom -and a Unicorn-Man and Werewolf-decide they feel the same pull?

WARNING: This Adults-Only short story contains Oral Play, Anal Sex, the Magical Secret about Unicorn C*m, Double Penetration, and All-Out Gangbang Action. 6580 words.

Excerpt:
Pryven was so caught up in antagonizing the Minotaur; he didn’t even realize the coach had come to a complete stop. There was a knocking on the ceiling of the carriage. When he didn’t hear the driver speak to him, he opened the door to see what was the matter.
But the ever-sketchy Bruiser didn’t even turn to him, instead looking off in the distance to where the Minotaur stood and was talking to someone else obscured by foliage.
Finally, the driver spoke. “Over there, by that old elm, I’ve never seen one before.”
Looking closer, he could see almost 20 feet away, in between the leaves of a Hawthorne bush stood a flashing white silhouette. It moved, and out of the bush stepped another beast man, this time with the head of a Unicorn! It was quite a sight. He was of a smaller build than the Minotaur, but still well muscled, with broad shoulders tapering down to an exquisite thin waist. It was the perfect figure the artists in Leraliin would murder just to have the chance to paint. The creature had pale white skin, and at the top of its bestial head was a pearlescent spiral horn as long as Pryven’s forearm. As a counterpoint to the delicate fine-boned face, the eyes were dark and fiery like a stallion, and a thick goat’s beard hung from its chin. The white pelt and pale skin gleamed in the forest sunlight. Pryven couldn’t help but stare.
“Amazing, isn’t he?” Bruiser said to Pryven. The driver continued to watch, and Pryven saw him adjust his crotch more than once.
There was some sort of conversation going on between the Minotaur and the Unicorn. Brom with one great arm gestured in the direction the caravan was heading. The Unicorn shook his head softly, as if saying no to something.
“Brom said he knew one, but I thought that was just an adventurer’s boasting,” Bruiser said.
“I don’t know about that,” Pryven said, eyes still locked on the Unicorn man-beast. “See how far back he’s standing from him.”
“Naw, that’s just how Unicorns are,” Bruiser said. “They don’t like to be near anybody, unless it’s their own kind, or a virgin.”
The Unicorn stepped forward tentatively. Then he lifted his head to eye the carriage. The Unicorn was looking right at Pryven. The Elf froze under the gaze of the Unicorn. It was so crude and animal like, but still so beautiful. Then came another annoying twinge in his ball sack. He made a mental note to see a healer soon about that…
The Unicorn, still eyeing him, stepped out of the brush completely. A sharp intake of breath came from Bruiser. The Unicorn’s legs were thick and muscled, and ended on cloven hooves that peeked out of feathery fur on the ankles. But that’s not what Pryven, the driver, and the Minotaur noticed first. The Unicorn wore no loincloth, so their eyes were drawn to the meaty c**k that swung low between pale thighs. Pryven blushed a deep red in spite of himself.
 

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Published December 13, 2012 by Chelsea Rockner. 25 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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