Page 106 of Aurelian Prisoner

I moan and whimper, my cries of pleasure filling the room – louder even than the grunts and growls of the Aurelians as they flood me with their seed.

The Bond strengthens. Suddenly I canfeelthe two men more clearly, as if their auras were even deeper inside my head. Ifeeltheir seed filling me, spurting inside me to the utter limit, flooding me as I’m used in front of the crowd. Finally, the two warriors pull themselves from my plundered holes, and their cum drips down my thighs.

It’s Daccia turn now. He roughly grabs my hair and forces me down on all fours in front of him. Cum is already dripping from my ass and pussy. I can see the crowd. I can see hundreds of men watching me, and the Bond turns my shame into a deep, degrading lust. The more I'm humiliated, the more turned on I become.

Daccia presses his dick into my cum-filled pussy from behind. I look down, trying to get away from the sight of the crowd – but then he grabs my hair andforcesmy head up; making me look at the crowd as he takes me hard and rough. His right hand spanks my ass, as his left hand holds the base of his hair, bending my back into a cruel yet delicious c-shape.

He fucks me like an animal – and my orgasms start endlessly washing over me. One climax ends and the next begins, all while the Bond overwhelms my emotions and the pleasure dress stimulates my senses. Daccia's huge dick keeps pounding into me – forcing my pussy to contract tightly. His cock responds with firm throbs as he growls and takes me harder and harder.

It doesn't take Daccia long. Within five minutes of harsh pounding, he finally growls – and explodes deep inside me, thick ropes of hot cum filling my eager pussy.

The Bond thrums in my mind, linking us even more closely. I can feel his aura securing itself even more firmly inside my mind.

I gasp out, and the curtains close.

I'm finally alone with the three men.

The three men…

…and the Bond that links me to them.

Oh, Gods! It's grown stronger! Somuchstronger. I guess every time we mate, we’ll all be linked even deeper together.

From behind us, Torelli steps onto the stage from a back entrance. I wrap my pleasure dress around me, hiding from his cold gaze.

"You did very well. I've never seen such a fucking! There's nothing more beautiful than watching Aurelians with human females. Mmm, those lucky little sluts that will soon be joining your harem."

Daccia’s aura is still a hard, stable line in my mind. He didn’t lose himself in the coupling. His sense of duty to me is greater than even his need to seed and claim his mate.

“The women,” Daccia snarls, zipping up his pants. “We want to see them. A deal is a deal.”

"Of course – and you'll be getting a very good price. I apologize for the necessity of that...spectacle. However, my gut told me you three were Law Enforcement agents. I've never been wrong before - never in my whole fucking life have my instincts ever been off.”

Torelli narrows his eyes.

“Otherwise, none of this would have been necessary."

"Necessary – but it was also a pleasure," says Kitos, and he gives me a firm spank on my sore ass. I bite my lip as arousal floods through me. The Bond creates a pure, sensual torture that I know is only going to grow inside me unless I can get control of it.

"I've assembled the best women..." Torelli begins.

"No!" Hadrian interrupts.

Torelli blinks – shocked at the force of Hadrian’s outburst.

"We want to seeallof the women,” Hadrian snarls. “Wechoose which are best.”

All of the women. Every last one.

If my sister is among the women of this horror-house, I’ll spot her instantly – and we’ll bring her home.

Please, Gods! Please – bring her back to me.

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