The Breeding Lands (An Epic Erotic Fantasy Novel) by Eva Fellheart

out. She had two small wings sprouting from her back, and she was beautiful in an otherworldly way. There was also something frightening about the fairy. Her dark, slanted eyes and high brows gave her air of superiority.
    “You have been chosen by the Sabre Pride,” she chimed, her melodic voice ringing out clearly for Mia and the tiger to hear.
    The Peace Keeper extended her hand towards Mia, and Mia stared with wide eyes at her long sharp fingernails. The Peace Keeper laid her hand upon Mia’s head, and Mia felt the bracelet dissolve around her wrist. She looked down just in time to see the grains of blue fall back into the blue sands.
    When Mia looked up the Peace Keeper was gone. Before Mia could catch her breath, or even look for Melanie, the tiger before her began to transform. Mia watched with fascination as the tiger morphed into a man. He stood before Mia, and she took in his new appearance. He was tall and muscular, his skin a burnt tan from the constant sun of the Southern Lowlands. Mia noticed he wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing, and she quickly looked up at his face, embarrassed.
    His eyes were the same golden amber they had been in his tiger form. His hair was a dark auburn, hanging just above his shoulders. Mia had to admit that he was handsome. She studied his strong jaw, wondering how old he was. He looked young, and Mia assumed that he couldn’t be much older than she.
    “Hello, human,” he said slowly. “I am Ayo.”
    Mia gave him a small, shy smile. “I’m Mia.”
    “Mia,” he repeated, letting the name roll over his tongue.
    He reached out to Mia, and she slowly took his hand. This man before her, Ayo, was now her husband. She would spend the rest of her days with him. Part of Mia wanted to weep, while the other half of her was intrigued. She took his hand, felt the warmth of his skin. She didn’t know why, but she felt safe and protected. She knew that she could have done much worse. She gave a small shudder as she thought of the bear.
    “Is something wrong?” Ayo asked.
    Mia shook her head. “No. I was just thinking of the bear you fought.”
    Ayo made a face of disgust. “Filthy Usari,” he muttered, “He was not deserving of someone as lovely and beautiful as you.” He reached up to touch a strand of Mia’s red hair. “You have the most stunning hair,” he murmured.
    Mia felt her face flush. She was not used to such compliments, nor used to standing so close to a man. She didn’t even notice the couples around them that were now falling to the sand, tangles of limbs and skin making their union complete.
    Ayo cleared his throat. “You are aware of what comes next?” he asked awkwardly.
    Mia nodded shyly. “Yes.”
    Ayo wrapped his arms around Mia and pulled her towards him. She stiffened, never having been wrapped in a man’s embrace before. Ayo chuckled. “Relax.”
    Mia forced herself to relax and she rested her head on Ayo’s warm chest. She could hear his rapidly beating heart and it calmed her own. Ayo tilted her chin towards him and lowered his mouth to her. The kiss was awkward at first, and Mia forced herself not to think of her first and last kiss with James, the only other kiss she had ever experienced.
    Ayo continued to move his mouth against hers, and Mia began to warm up. She gently parted her lips, allowing Ayo access to her mouth. Ayo groaned softly, kissing her more eagerly as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth. Mia jumped, surprised at his invasion, but she had to admit that she liked the feeling. Ayo tasted of citrus, and she began to kiss him with more passion as her body heated up. Ayo ran his hands along Mia’s bare arms, and then cupped her face as he continued to kiss her. The world seemed to melt away, and Mia paid no notice to the battles still going on around her.
    “You’re beautiful,” Ayo rasped, running his hand through her hair and giving it a slight tug, forcing her mouth to turn up to him. Ayo kissed from her mouth down to her