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Forty Thieves

I was running away from them. My baby was crying in my arms as I tried to shush him. The biting cold was harsh my already thin frame. My baby’s lips started turning white. I glanced at how my baby boy stopped crying. I continued running until the town was far behind us and all I could see in front of us were just a field of thick snow. My baby’s lips turned blue. “Oh Lord, please don’t let anything happen to him,” I prayed to God and caught sight of an old church up the hill to the left of the snow-covered path. “Hang on there, baby, we are almost there,” I whispered to him. The falling snow was heavier as the minutes ticked by. Soon we were caught in a blizzard. With much difficulty we managed to reach the old church. My heart sank as I saw that it was a dilapidated and abandoned church. It only meant one thing, no warm fire to save my baby. I went inside anyway as that was the only shelter available for miles on end. There was no fire wood by the fire place. No blankets, no rugs or anything that I could use to warm us up. All my baby had was me. I cuddled him closer. I was losing my baby. “No, God! Lord if you can hear my prayer I am at your House right now please let my baby live! You can take my live, please let my baby live!!! Please Lord I beg you,” I kept repeating my prayer believing if I prayer hard enough God will really grant my wish and let me trade my life for my baby’s life. I did not know how long I prayed. When I finally checked on my son he was cold and dead. God did not help us. My prayers went unanswered. I wished the Earth would just open up and swallow me up as I lost the will to live on. I had lost my son, what else was there for me to live for? My last thoughts before I lost consciousness was, “God failed me.” ******************************** This incarnation: Theeya is the direct descendant of one of the original Forty Thieves. When everyone thought it was just a bedtime story that was popularized in the 1001 Arabian Nights. Their entire life changed course, taking on a totally different direction the moment Ali Baba killed all forty thieves. Theeya’s ancestors were guarding their family heirloom zealously. The only clue her late father guarded zealously was the parchment containing clues to where the secret cave was. Every man of each generation tried and failed to unravel the well hidden secret. Years later, it became her father’s obsession. Unfortunately he died without fulfilling his wish, that was to claim his birth right. As her late father had no son, only daughters, Theeya took it upon herself to continue her father’s legacy, to reclaim their family’s inheritance. She consulted the help of a dashing Professor, specialising in Egyptology, to unravel the mysteries of the parchments passed down from her forefathers. She found herself falling in love with Prof Jeff Everett, a man whom she thought to be gay. Only two years before that Theeya turned down the marriage proposal from her ex who cheated on her and had a baby with another woman when they were stil together. Theeya promised herself that she had no time for romance. She must not get married. She must not let her father down. It was up to her to get to the secret cave and find that Holy Grail of Immortality even if that means going to the end of the world looking for it, not that she mind to travel with the devilishly handsome Professor Everett. Her legs would go jelly and she would swoon each time she was in the Professor’s presence. Can she really survive her adventure with Professor Everett? As they traced the footsteps of men who lived for the secrets of the cave and the Holy Grail, they found the other descendants of the original Forty Thieves. One thing in common bound them, one thing that none could ever ignore, the bloody red eyes that would haunt their sleep. Would these nightmares end once they unravel the ancient secrets of the Forty Thieves cave?

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Wedding Night

I calmed down my nerves as I put down my hair brush.

My room had two adjoining rooms attached to it. One on each side. The men would take one room each as their private chambers. It was an unspoken rule that they each would have their turns with me but both would have me on the first night, together.

I took in a deep breath and sighed out loud as I made my way to the bed.

Each time felt heavier than the last. My heart was beating out of my rib cage as it raced 100 miles a minute. I had no idea what to expect. I was still a virgin back home, in present lifetime so I had no experience or no memory of what I should do.

"Don't worry, my Queen. Just lie down here and relax. We will do the rest," said Vincent.

While both my husbands have dark hair, Vincent's hair was straight while Jeff had black curls, Vincent had the most mesmerising blue eyes while Jeff had piercing light brown eyes. As both my husbands welcomed me into bed, they each stood on either side of me as I stood there awkwardly.

They kissed me on either side of my cheeks, working their kisses in unison as they sucked on my ear lobes and licked the sensitive spots behind my ear. My knees buckled as I went weak with desire, they caught hold of me, Vincent grabbed my waist while Jeff grabbed my thighs. They carried me into bed as they continued the kisses on my skin.

A hot sensation started to develop in the middle of my core. My most sensitive female parts started to tingle and I felt hot, literally.

My breaths were short and laboured as their tongue and lips worked their magic on my skin, touching me in places that I would never imagined me touching myself.

Before long my thin slip of a dress were removed from me along with my silk undergarments. I used my hands to cover up but both men took away my hands as they continued to worship my body.

I writhed in agonising pleasure as they teased my rose bud nipples with their tongue while their hands travelled downwards to explore the unchartered territory.

I moaned out loud and that excited the men even more. I managed to take note that both removed their shirts and were now removing their pants as well. Both were well endowed and I blushed as I took a peek.

The men had a talk before they came into the room. They each would take turn to break my virginity.

"Do you trust us, Theeya?" Jeff asked.

"Yes," I nodded.

"It will hurt a bit but once you relax you will enjoy it too, okay?" Vincent looked at me with his deep blue eyes.

I could only nod nervously.

Vincent's lips left my breasts as he kissed my stomach and the mound with soft hair where I had never been touched before.

He pulled me to the edge of the bed as he devour the untouched petals of my femininity.

Jeff went under as he kissed my bottom and squeezed them as he worked his kisses to where the line was, separating the petals from the cheeks.

Both men worked their tongues on the crevices at the Southern most region of my unexplored territory.

Jeff asked for some extra help from the kitchen earlier. He dipped his fingers into the jar he brought in and I could not care to ask what it was. His fingers then probed the opening, circling the rim before he inserted one finger, then withdrawing, repeating the in and out motion until it loosened before he inserted his second finger in. I moaned even more.

Vincent also dipped his fingers into the jar and started inserted one finger into crevice of my petals. My hips jerked forward. His mouth welcomed my petals as his lips continued to suck on them as his finger loosened the opening and he inserted the second finger. I was lost in ecstasy as both men worked their magic on my body.

Occasionally with their one free hand they would each grab a breast and pinch my rose buds, eliciting a scream of pleasure from my lips.

As I was attacked passionately from both front and back I felt a knot forming deep within my core. I felt like wanting to go and relieve myself but I did not want things to end either. As they worked furiously to please me, I was trashing around like a slaughtered animal on the slaughter table. Suddenly a wave of electrical shock washed over me as I found my release. It happened in two waves as they men did not even ease up on their lips and fingers.

I went limp with the consecutive two releases.

The two men stopped for awhile and looked at me tenderly. They each kissed my face on either sides of my cheeks as they stroked my hair and tucking them behind my ears.

Vincent then took me and hugged me, planting a kiss on my lips.

Jeff hugged me from behind, kissing me on the back of my neck.

I felt chills running down my spine as both men started warming me up again. Little did I know that this is just the beginning.