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Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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9 191 He View more quotes about carried">carried her into the darkness and threw her to the furs.
9 192 "My Jarl," whimpered Thyri, crouching beside me, touching me.
9 193 With a laugh, she crying out with pleasure, I took again the young lady of Kassau, the bondmaid, Thyri, in my arms.
9 194 Pretty Ankles hurried past, carrying a great trencher of roast meat on her small shoulder.
9 195 "Mead!" called Ivar Forkbeard, from across from me.
9 196 "Mead!" He held out the great, curved horn, with its rim of filigreed gold.
9 197 Pudding and Gunnhild knelt on the bench, snuggling against him, one on either side.
He carried her into the darkness and threw her to the furs. "My Jarl," whimpered Thyri, crouching beside me, touching me. With a laugh, she crying out with pleasure, I took again the young lady of Kassau, the bondmaid, Thyri, in my arms. Pretty Ankles hurried past, carrying a great trencher of roast meat on her small shoulder. "Mead!" called Ivar Forkbeard, from across from me. "Mead!" He held out the great, curved horn, with its rim of filigreed gold. Pudding and Gunnhild knelt on the bench, snuggling against him, one on either side. - (Marauders of Gor)