Perfect Master(20)
Her slippery cunt sucked Arik’s huge cock noisily when he withdrew. When he pushed back in, his balls made slapping sounds against her clit. Deprived of sight, all her other senses seemed enhanced. The smells of sex—clean, slightly salty, a little bit musky—intensified with every stroke of his cock in her spasming cunt. She became more aware of sensation—the velvety hardness of his rigid cock as he fucked her, the brush of his scarred torso and nipples against her back and thighs and of the tough leather straps that supported the weight of her torso. Warm breath and soft hands—Hikaru’s—stroked her ass cheeks, moving now and then to keep her aware of the lubricated plug as it stretched her to take Arik’s cock.
“Yes. Don’t stop.” Sensations bombarded her. The hot spurts of her Master’s ejaculate set off another climax. It left her panting yet wanting more. Much more. When he withdrew his cock, she felt empty, but only for a moment until Hikaru worked something cold and hard into her still-spasming cunt and set it to vibrating, ever so slowly.
She felt the plug come out of her ass, heard the popping sound it made. Cold, slippery lubricant made her asshole contract, but when she felt her Master’s huge, well-lubricated cock pressing against that narrow opening she squirmed with more anticipation than fear. Her mouth opened, as though she could take him there as well.
Hikaru must have been waiting for the opportunity, because he slid a penis-shaped gag into her mouth and secured it. Arik’s whispered words, repeated many times as she’d lain in his arms in the dark of night while he healed, echoed in her ears. I’m going to tie you up so you’ll be completely at my mercy. When you’re helpless, I’ll fuck your cunt and your mouth and your pretty ass, and if the gods will give me a way to do it, I’ll fuck all three at the same time. And you’ll love every minute of it.
He’d found a way. Fresh, intense arousal warmed Emerald’s belly, curled through her body. She relaxed as he’d said she must, and took intense pleasure in his final conquering of her body, her soul. When he entered her fully and began to move, she saw stars—no…diamonds.
Later they lay together on the bed, legs tangled, his fingers ruffling her hair while he whispered to her of love…of sex. “I hurt for Hikaru and the others.” She recalled the eunuch’s stoic look as he’d untied her and washed the smells and dampness of sex from her body and Arik’s. “You’d never let them do that to our sons, would you?”
Arik turned her to face him, his expression fierce. “Once I become king I will outlaw the making of eunuchs on Obsidion. Not just royal sons. I’ll not be responsible for any man being unable to fully enjoy his lovers’ bodies. I vow that on my life. On our love.”