Page 101 of Queen of Sherwood

The pleasure rippled through me and I writhed. I knocked my fists on John’s back again, earning a grunt from the huge man.

Will slurped on my cunt and smacked his lips. “I can taste Tuck on her.” My eyes widened, and he added, “This hole doesn’t look as used, however.”

A second later, Will prodded the tight star of my asshole and my eyes rolled from the sudden sensation.

I tried lifting my head so I wouldn’t be staring down at the ground as he defiled me—

And gracious, soft hands cupped my cheeks. I stared into the eyes of Alan-a-Dale, who smiled wistfully at me. “Hullo, love.”

He kissed me, tilting his face so our touch aligned. I melted into Alan’s kiss, tongues swirling together, even as Will ate my ass from behind, dipping fingers into my cunt while he licked me.

My body unraveled before these three hard men. One in front, one behind, and one standing tall in the middle to allow the other two to have their way with me.

My juices trickled down my legs, over Little John’s shoulder and side, yet he remained standing like a sentinel. Unwilling to let go of his prized possession.

“Enough,” he said at last, and I heard rustling.

A moment later, Will’s tongue withdrew from my asshole and his fingers pulled out of me. I longed for them to return, but then I was flipped around in an abrupt change of position.

Still airborne, but now facing front-ways, with my peaked nipples brushing against Little John’s sturdy chest. He held me up by hugging me with a single huge arm wrapped around my middle.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles together, and my arms around his neck.

Then, slowly, Will’s hands caressed the swell of my hips and lowered me. “There, there, little thorn. Nice and slow for the big guy.”

My eyes bulged, staring into John’s smoldering gaze, when I gently slid down onto his huge cock and felt him spreading apart my lips.

He stretched me as I slid down further. Held me tight until I was comfortable enough to glide on my own, and then continued the process of wedging his cock inside me.

I could feel John in my belly. Pulverizing my insides when he bounced me in his arms. My eyes rolled while he carried and fucked me.

Will kept playing with my ass. Alan came around the side and joined him, and before long they had me gaping and gawking.

My other two mates freed themselves of their clothes and stroked their cocks while John held me aloft and destroyed my insides.

“Give her to me,” Will demanded.

John growled. “No. Mine.”

From my peripheral, I noticed Alan smirking.

“Two against one, you big ogre,” the minstrel snapped.

A second later, I was slowly falling toward the ground.

John growled, “The hell!” as Alan put his knee into John’s calf and forced the bigger man to his knees.

It was either that or drop me, and I knew he would never do that.

“Treacherous fuckers,” John snapped.

I still had my legs wrapped around him. Still felt bloated by the size of his cock filling my insides, squelching with Tuck’s cum around his shaft.

Will put his hands on my bare back and pushed with a dark chuckle.

John was forced to flop backward, onto his back on the soil of the forest. He held me the entire time, embracing me tightly, but now I was on top of him on all fours. His cock never left my cunt.

Will added his, pumping himself inside my ass.

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