The Sun Gods Woman Part 7

kneeling, others writhing in pleasure on the floor. The cacophony made by fifty women reaching their pleasure in a mutual masturbation moment was deafening.

"Good grief," muttered Annie. "I'll bet Hugh Hefner has dreams like this..."

"Who's Hugh...oh never mind," shrugged Enshilla."What do we do now?" asked Annie, still trying to drag her attention away from the erotic wrigglingsgoing on below her.

"Follow me, Annilin."

Annie glanced back at the statue. "Sorry I had to come and run, guy. But you wouldn't be a great cuddleanyway. Call me sometime," she said flippantly.She reached for her skirt and saw that Enshilla's little ploy had been quite successful. The statue now boasted a smear of "virgin" blood on its c.o.c.k. The High Priestess had offered herself fully to the Sun

G.o.d's representative.Unfortunately, she'd also offered herself rather energetically, and with a quick move, Annie also pickedup the leaf that had fallen from her body during her experience. She guessed her muscles had clenched sohard they'd shot the darn thing right out.

"This way, Annilin, we will leave by another corridor. Your priestesses will be enjoying themselves for a

while yet."

Enshilla beckoned Annie away from the niche and the crowd of sobbing, sighing, moaning celebrants who were busily expressing their dedication to their G.o.ddess, the Sun G.o.d, the nearest palm tree, Amir's Camel Farm and anything else they could think of.

The dark corridor through which the two women walked gave way to a small chamber. Windows opened out and bright afternoon sunlight dazzled Annie for a few moments.

The shadow of a man crossed between her and the light.

For a second, she thought she was dreaming.

The sunlight haloed his body, tall and strong, and danced off his long chestnut hair.

She blinked.

He moved slowly towards her.

She stepped back, her mind refusing to believe what her eyes were seeing.

In this small chamber of the Moon G.o.ddess, tucked away in a Sumerian town, four thousand years before she had been born, the man who haunted her dreams was walking towards her.

Green eyes glittered, bronzed skin shone, and a rather prominent erection tented his floor length skirt."Annilin, it's time you met Lord Kyall, High Priest of the Sun G.o.d."Holy s.h.i.t. Annie's tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth as she realized that the man walking across the room with a very nice looking hard on was none other than the long-lost Dr. Kyle Pendrake.

Oh, and she was stark naked.

Chapter 6.

"h.e.l.lo."Annie scrabbled with the slip of silk in a feeble attempt to cover herself as best she could."It's all right, really. I am used to the sight of naked beauty."

His voice was calm and warm and for a second Annie had visions of tangled sheets, sliding thighs and

amazingly erotic sensations. Then reality slapped her on the a.s.s. Hard.

"Well, you're not used to the sight of me." She firmly held her tissue-thin skirt like a bath towel, doing her best to hide her a.s.sets.

"I'd like to be, " he purred, standing close to her and reaching out with his hand.

"Is this where I say 'Dr. Pendrake, I presume'?"

Kyle threw back his head and laughed aloud, warming Annie to her toes. Sheesh, this guy was

dangerous."I've missed that." He smiled. "Twentieth century humor. Dry wit. Scathing sarcasm...""Yeah, yeah. I'm sure you have." Annie glanced over at Enshilla, noticing a tall man standing soberly beside her."Um, should I introduce you to Enshilla?"Kyle nodded briefly towards the woman. "Lady Enshilla is known to me, although we do not meet often.

That is my right hand man, Ronnil, standing beside her." He flashed a quick glance at Annie, and she felt

there was a message in it.

She looked back at the other two people and was surprised to see an intense look in Ronnil's eyes as he gazed at Enshilla. Aha. There was the distinct odor of thwarted romance in the air.

No wait, that was probably sweat.

Annie realized she was dripping with sweat. The dedication ritual and then Kyle Pendrake on top of it

had seriously overloaded her glands.

"Enshilla, I'd like a chance to freshen up," she said, determinedly.

Enshilla looked uncertainly at Kyle.

"An excellent notion, Annilin." He held out his hand.

She stepped back.

He stepped forward.

She stepped back again.

He grinned.

"Oh cut it out." Annie lost her patience. "I'm half-naked, sweaty, embarra.s.sed and I need a shower. I'l

settle for a robe of some sort and a bath, and I'd like some privacy.""Sorry. You're stuck with me." He didn't look sorry at all.Annie frowned at Enshilla who sighed. Annie really wished she'd stop doing that."Annilin, what Lord Kyall tells you is true. You are now in his thrall. He must be with you at all times and will take you to his chambers where you will stay from now until the next full moon."

Annie's jaw dropped."You mean I-he-we..." she stuttered.Kyle bit his lip. "I promise to take very good care of you, Annilin," he said, trying not to laugh. "Very good care."His hand rose to her as if with a mind of its own and stroked her hair.Unwillingly, she surrendered to his touch. Oh my, this man could turn her on."He certainly will, Lady Annilin," said Ronnil sharply.It was Kyle's turn to sigh as he dropped his arm away from her."It is ordered that this evening you are both to be attentive to one another's needs, but there must be no -um...you must not, well, how shall I say it...""No f.u.c.king," Enshilla stated firmly."Yes, that's essentially it." Ronnil was actually blushing."In recognition of the fact that you just surrendered your body to the statue of the Sun G.o.d, it is accepted that you need time to recover. Or you would have had you been a virgin..."Kyle's eyebrow rose inquiringly.Annie ignored him."Therefore, it is forbidden for the Lord to touch you in any way which might cause you further pain. You will be spending your nights with him from now on, but for this one night, you should concentrate on

getting to know each other."

Annie looked into Kyle Pendrake's dancing green eyes and saw great mischief there. At least she hoped it was great mischief.

"Enshilla, how on earth will anyone know?"

"You will be observed, Annilin," answered Enshilla politely.

"What?"

"Designated representatives of both deities will be observing you this night. Just for this night, you

understand." Ronnil's blush returned. "Lady Enshilla and I will be occupying an adjoining room. You will

not be able to see us or know whether we are there or not. But it is our duty to protect you both and see

that the laws are followed."

Annie gnawed on her lower lip.

Kyle's eyes watched her intently and his erection thrust unashamedly towards her. G.o.d, Kyle Pendrakewanted her."Do I get a bath and a robe?""If that is your wish," smiled Kyle.

"And then we get to talk?""It shall be as you desire."I doubt that, thought Annie. What I'd desire would be you, naked, begging to be my love slave.

Ma.s.sage oil would be in there somewhere too.

Ronnil cleared his throat, jerking Annie out of her fantasy. Not that she really needed one, because herswas pretty much standing right in front of her.He wasn't quite naked, though. Shame about that.Unaware that her eyes had dropped to his c.o.c.k, Annie licked her lips.Enshilla moved forward, a little concerned about what her unpredictable charge might say or do next."Come along, Annilin. You and Lord Kyall must go to his chambers now. A meal is being prepared and there will be many festivities this evening."

Kyle courteously extended his arm, as gallantly as a gentleman taking a lady to dinner.

The fact that the lady was almost nude, and the gentleman proudly sported a major hard-on didn't seem