Page 103 of The Huntsman's Heart
Oh this is magnificent. I adjust my footing and grip his hips, and soon I’ve found a steady rhythm. I love watching the way it disappears inside him over and over again.
My pussy is impossibly slick. My nipples are taut and my belly is tense with need. The sensation of rocking my hips drives me right to the edge though there’s nothing touching my pussy. It’s a phantom touch, an imagined feeling, and I can’t tell if it’s centered inside me or in the shaft attached to me.
With a groan, Évandre erupts in Corvin’s hand. Moments later the others are shaking on the edge of their own climaxes. I drive into Alaric faster, clawing at his back, urging him on. “I want your pleasure.”
He groans. His hips snap forward. I match my movements with his, plunging the shaft deep into his ass, and he shudders.
Raban and Corvin moan around the cocks in their mouths. Then Alaric lets out a long, desperate sound I’ve never heard him make before. He collapses forward, bracing on his hands over Raban and Corvin.
I work Alaric slowly and gently through his orgasm until he begs me to stop. Then I withdraw and, with regret, set aside the harness. The others are waiting on the bed when I turn back to them, Raban curled into Alaric’s arms and Corvin and Évandre on either side. They make such a beautiful picture that I hesitate for a moment at the edge of the bed. Then I crawl over Alaric’s face and look down at him. “Did you like my presents?”
He laughs softly. “Very much. I liked you fucking me most of all. Did you enjoy yourself?”
Reaching down, I part my lower lips with my fingers so he can clearly see how wet I am. “What do you think?”
His gaze flicks to my pussy as if drawn by magic, and his tongue runs over his lips. “I think you should let me take care of you, princess.
The others sit eagerly, caressing my body, and I lower my pussy to Alaric’s mouth with a sigh.
His arms curve around my hips to hold me close. Corvin and Évandre’s tongues and teeth play with my nipples. Raban sits up on his knees to kiss me.
It’s like this that I have my pleasure, surrounded with my beautiful loves. I burst as Alaric laps at my pussy, crying out and rolling my hips to drag my orgasm on and on until I’m done and my belly is tight and my limbs tingle.
I sink into their arms and am held close and petted by many hands.
How could I have guessed that my dreams for freedom would be answered in such a way? And yet I’m not sure it was freedom I was really searching for. Held and loved and cherished by my lovers, I’ve never been more committed and steady and yet I’ve never been more certain of having exactly what I want.
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