The temple disappeared, and I was cast into the sea in the middle of a storm. Waves crashed over my head. I thrashed and spluttered, certain I would drown. Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared, hovering over the water. A disembodied hand reached out for me from the center. I grabbed it, hanging on for dear life, and a tall man with eyes black as the night sky pulled me out of the water and into his arms. He bent his head and captured my lips in a kiss as fierce as the storm. Before I could catch my breath, the whirlwind tore him away, and I found myself back on the stone floor of the temple.
My head reeled. I could no longer tell what was real and what was illusion. Her eyes focused on me, sparkling amethyst this time, and to my surprise, her voice softened.
“And last is the rogue. He is charming, intelligent, wickedly handsome…” The eyes changed color again, becoming dark as midnight, and her tone grew harsh. “He is also a liar and a thief. He lives by his wits and, to him, truth is but a tool he’ll use, twisting and bending it to serve his purpose. Beware – for he will try to steal your heart.”
A cocky, self-assured figure, younger than all the others, strolled down the stairs and stopped beside the oracle. He wore a sleeveless vest, open to show off a sleek, well-muscled body with impressive abs. He had short, wavy hair, brilliant green eyes, and the devilish grin of a choir boy caught sneaking a bottle of holy wine out of the temple under his robes. He bowed his head to the oracle then raised her hand to his lips and kissed it.
“As you have stolen mine, beautiful lady.”
To my astonishment, the oracle gave a tinkling laugh, like a coquettish young girl.
He glanced my way and winked, as though we shared a special secret. Then he and the oracle headed back up the stairs, hand in hand. When they reached the top of the dais, he disappeared, drifting away into formless mist as had all the others.
When I first heard it, part of my brain wanted to dismiss the Prophecy as superstitious drivel. But I didn’t doubt it any longer. I’d watched Drayke turn from a man into a fearsome beast. I flew through the skies on the back of a creature I thought lived only in myths. United with him to snatch the first sacred source, the Flask of Fire, from the hands of the Dark Lord’s followers then destroyed it so my enemy could not draw strength from its power. Tonight I’d met Magnus, the second of the champions shown to me by the Oracle.
Four more Quests remained. Four more sources of unlimited power hidden somewhere in my kingdom. But unlike my first night in this temple, I wasn’t consumed by doubt and fear. For the first time since my father died, I wasn’t facing my terrible destiny alone anymore. I had two valiant heroes swearing to fight by my side. But Goddess help me, how could I bear the shame of what I’d done with them? Was my submission too high a price to pay for their loyalty?
My shirt and trousers still lay in a heap on the floor in front of the dais. I gathered them up then climbed the steps where I’d knelt before my Masters. I gave a fleeting thought to getting dressed, but somehow it seemed fitting to face my inner demons as naked as I’d been when I behaved in a manner so unlike myself. I bundled my clothes together and sat down.
The makeshift cushion didn’t provide much protection, and I gasped as my bottom met the cold stone floor. Though the chill soothed the sting from my spankings, it did nothing to take away the memory of shocking pain that had led to pleasure more intense than any I’d ever known. My pussy clenched, and I felt the hunger building inside me again as I relived the last few hours. I’d loved every minute. Maybe that’s where the shame came from.
Perhaps the voice of my conscience was right. Maybe I was a slut, with wicked, depraved desires I’d never recognized because I never had an opportunity to indulge them before. For years, my life had been one of duty and responsibility. I was not much more than a child when I took over the burden of ruling the kingdom after my father’s death. I put my own wants and needs aside, including my need for love and affection.
And sex, the disapproving voice reminded me. Yes, sex. I’d been a virgin in every sense of the word – naïve, inexperienced, with no idea of the power a seductive lover could wield over my body and my mind.
I thought of them as my lovers. Both of them. But was that truly what they were? During the few short days we’d spent together, I had fallen in love with Drayke. At least I thought I had. I had nothing to compare it with, since I’d never been in love before. He was funny and charming and caring and intelligent – and wildly sexy. He awakened my body, introduced me to the joys of lovemaking in a gentle, caring way. Even when we did things I considered naughty, it was with a sense of playfulness.
Having sex with Magnus tonight stirred dark desires in me, desires I never knew existed. His stern domination enthralled me. When he ordered me to perform wicked acts, especially those I couldn’t bring myself to do until he punished me, the embarrassment I felt added another thrilling layer to my submission and made the vicious climax he brought me to even more intense.
And the two of them together? They took me to a place where I was mindless and frantic. I obeyed every command, gave my body to them to torment and tease, drowning in the savage sensations they evoked in me.
Oooh! You’ve been a bad girl. Maybe you need to be punished again. By Drayke, this time. He’ll make you suck Magnus’s cock while he spanks you and finger fucks your ass, just like he said he would.
The very thought made my clit throb. Dear heaven, I was a slut. I even fancied I heard the drums starting up once more, their seductive beat taking over my body. Making me want to do even more shameless, immoral things.
Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw movement. As I peered into the dim light, a figure appeared at the far end of the temple. Shadowy and indistinct at first, taking on form and substance as it drew nearer to me.
It was a woman.
A woman in her prime, walking naked and proud. I couldn’t see her face at first, but her hair gave away her identity. A river of color, flowing from the top of her head over her firm white breasts, reaching to her waist. Though I hadn’t seen those glowing strands in six years, I would never forget them.
I fumbled to cover myself. Her air of complete confidence despite her nudity made my efforts at modesty seem petty and childish. She stopped at the base of the dais. Stood there, silhouetted in the starlight. I still wasn’t sure if she was real or if I’d conjured her image out of my imagination.
“Oracle? What are you doing here?”
“The Goddess sent me. You beseeched her for help.” Her voice was low and soft. Comforting.
I started to disagree then remembered.
“She heard my thoughts?”
“The Goddess knows all things, sees all things.”
“I didn’t actually mean…”
The oracle shook her head abruptly. Shimmering strands of color whirled around her in a dizzying display. “Stop. Don’t deny it. If you want help, if you want peace in your soul, you must speak. Tell me what is troubling you.”
“I…I slept with both of them. Drayke and Magnus. At the same time. I did wicked things. I touched them – and let them touch me. Everywhere. With their hands and their lips and their tongues. I sucked their cocks. It was wrong, and I’m ashamed of myself. How can I ever face them?”
“Did you harm them in any way?”
“No. I only did what they bade me to do.”
“Did they do you harm?”
I hesitated. “They…they punished me. Spanked my bottom. It hurt.”
“But you liked it. You wanted more.”
I lowered my head, unable to meet her piercing gaze. “Yes,” I mumbled. “I even begged for it.” I felt tears of shame welling up and brushed them away, angry with myself for showing weakness. I’d given up the luxury of crying years ago. “I’m their queen. They’ll have lost all respect for me.”
She came up the steps of the dais. Sat down beside me as though we were two girlfriends exchanging confidences. “Have you lost respect for them becaus
e of the things you did together?”
“No.” Her question was so surprising I replied without thinking.
“Why not?”
I paused. “I respect Drayke because he’s a brave warrior and a decent man,” I began slowly. “I was embarrassed by some of the things he did to me and what he demanded I do because I’d never done them before, but he never made me feel he was trying to humiliate me. In fact, his mastery added an extra thrill to our lovemaking.”
“And your warrior?”
My warrior. It seemed presumptuous to think of him that way. He should be the one using a word that denoted ownership. After all, I’d given him my body.
“But he gave to you as well, didn’t he?”
I responded, not realizing until much later I hadn’t given her my answer out loud. She’d pulled another of her tricks and read my thoughts.
“Yes, he did. Every one of his commands ramped up my arousal. He played me like a fine instrument, brought me to a shattering climax before finally allowing himself release. I discovered depths of passion I’d never have known I was capable of without him.”
The oracle nodded and smiled. “In Her infinite wisdom, the Goddess created love. It can be expressed in many ways, and She blesses each one. Love of a parent for a child, love of brothers and sisters, whether joined by blood or bonded by the fates. The love we express with our chosen mate, including that of woman for woman or man for man.
“She created our bodies as well,” she went on. “Built them to give and receive pleasure. There is nothing shameful or wrong about exploring and enjoying erotic sensations. If the Goddess didn’t mean for you to enjoy them, she would not have designed you the way she did.”
I let out a long breath, and the tension flowed out of my body. When she put it that way, it sounded so reasonable.
“And there is no rule against having more than one partner at a time – or exploring all by yourself,” she added with a sideways glance.
I thought of the nights I’d pleasured myself imagining the handsome Dragon Lord before I finally met him. My cheeks grew hot.
“I told you the Goddess knows all, sees all. Did you think hiding your hands beneath the bedcovers would trick her?”
That was the oracle I knew. Peppering the conversation with snide remarks that stung because they bore a grain of truth.
“The Goddess has but one law when it comes to sexual gratification,” she declared. “Do no harm. Not to others, and just as importantly, not to yourself. Loss of respect comes when one is taken by force, without consent. There is no shame in submission as long as submission is a choice. Then it becomes a gift.”
“A gift?” Consumed with guilt, I’d never looked at it that way. “Yes, it was a gift,” I replied slowly. “Not just a gift to him but to me as well. Magnus’s domination set me free to experience decadent pleasures I would never have known had I not given up control and submitted to his will.”
“These men have come into your life to do more than give you pleasure. You need them, both of them, if you are to vanquish the forces of evil. Each one brings his unique strengths and skills to the battle, as do the others the Goddess will put in your path.” She rose. “They need you as well. Now, go and love them, as the Goddess intended.”
I left her at the altar. Went down the steps and through the temple. When I glanced back, the dais stood empty once again. There was no sign of the oracle. Silently, I made my way through the Fortress to our quarters.
I paused at the door. My lovers were still asleep, Magnus stretched out flat on his back and Drayke on his side, as though he still cradled me in his arms.
I climbed back into bed between them, got on my knees, and took a cock in each hand.
Chapter Seven
Magnus
I’ve never been awakened more delightfully. At first I thought it an erotic dream – Melisandre’s hands around my shaft, stroking it to life. Her lips on my cock. Taking the head in her mouth then drawing away. Teasing me.
I reached for her, still half asleep. Determined to fist my hand in her hair and keep the naughty wench in place. When I grabbed nothing but air, I opened my eyes a slit and saw her sucking on the swollen head of Drayke’s manhood.
Her fingers were still wrapped around my shaft, and she stroked down the length of it as she shifted to take me in her mouth again. Her head was bent, intent on her task, and she didn’t see me catch Drayke’s eye. Wink at him. He gave me a wide grin.
“Did we give you permission to wake us? To touch us?” Drayke’s voice boomed out, sounding stern even to me.
She jerked up. “My lord! I wanted to surprise you both.” She glanced from him to me checking to see if I too would express displeasure.
I wiped the smile off my face. “Surprise me you did. And you’re lucky I realized it was you the moment I felt your first touch. Accosting a warrior in his sleep can get you killed.”
“I’m sorry, my lord. I wanted to give you the gift of my submission.”
“It’s clear our naughty queen doesn’t understand the concept of submission yet. She needs another lesson. Drayke, I believe it’s your turn to redden that willful little ass of hers.”
She gasped, but I saw a flash of heat in her eyes.
Drayke sat up against the headboard. “Present yourself to me. Right here,” he demanded, tapping his thighs.
“But I…”
“Now,” he thundered. “Or I’ll have to punish you for disobedience as well.”
Melisandre’s cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink, a hue I enjoyed seeing on her shapely ass as well. She scooted to the head of the bed and lay facedown over his lap.
Drayke caressed her bottom while he spoke. Prolonging the moment and allowing her anxiety to rise.
“Magnus is right,” he began. “Waking a warrior from a sound sleep is dangerous. His first instinct is to grab a weapon and strike out. He barely restrained himself from doing you harm.”
He gave her a firm whack, and she buried her head in the bed to stifle a cry. “Never…never…never…do that again!” Stern whacks emphasized the words. “In the future, if you need to wake him, stand at the foot of the bed and call his name softly. Do you understand?”
“Yes, my lord.” Her voice was muffled by the bedcovers.
“You owe him an apology.” He smacked her again. Once on each rosy cheek.
“Y…yes my lord,” she gasped. “I’m sorry, Magnus. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“I think a different kind of apology is in order,” he said, winking back at me. “Show his cock how sorry you are while I spank you. And you’d better do a good job.”
I moved closer so her head could rest in my lap. She swirled her tongue obediently around the tip of my cock.
“Magnus, tell her everything you want her to do. If she doesn’t please you, let me know, and she’ll get spanked harder. If she does…” He slid a hand between her legs teasingly. “She’ll get a reward.”
Melisandre moaned, opened her legs and then her lips, taking the head in. Goddess, her mouth was so hot I wanted to shove my cock down her throat.
“Yes, like that,” I managed to say. “Now take it in deeper and suck on the head.”
She did so tentatively, and I realized despite her performance last night my queen was new to this way of pleasing a man. I decided she needed instruction.
“Drayke, I want you to give her a few more whacks then slide your finger in that tight little ass. Fuck her there while she sucks my cock. The deeper she takes it, the deeper you’ll slide your finger.”
Meli gave a strangled whimper and opened her mouth wider.
“Spread your legs for me,” Drayke ordered.
I watched as he ran his hand over her dripping slit, gathering the slick juices on his finger. He used his other hand to spread her cheeks apart and probed her rear entrance. Her body stiffened. She jerked her head up and stopped her delightful ministrations.
“Our
sub acts surprised. Have you not introduced her to ass play?” I asked.
“She isn’t pleasing you?” He took his hand away and gave her two firm smacks.
Meli moaned and lowered her head again.
“That’s it,” I said. “Run your tongue up and down the shaft then suck on the head while taking it farther into your mouth. Drayke, let’s teach her the rhythm. I’ll guide her head while you finger fuck her ass.”
“Like this?”
I heard a strangled cry from Meli as he slid his finger in farther, and she suddenly sucked hard on the head of my cock.
“Yes,” I groaned. “More. Deeper.”
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I worked her head up and down my shaft, sliding in and out of her mouth. Drayke kept pace, his finger delving deeper with every stroke, while his other hand slid under her belly to massage the tiny bud above her slit. She scooted her knees forward and shoved her ass in the air. Taking my cock down her throat, then rocking her hips back to take his finger in deeper as her arousal built.
Feeling her hot mouth on me while watching Drayke finger her tight little ass made me as randy as I’d been when I was a lad peeking through a crack in the barn door. It was the first time I’d seen anyone having sex. One of the stable boys tossed an upstairs maid over a bale of hay, yanked up her skirt and petticoats, and fucked her from behind while she urged him on with wild cries. I’d have given my birthright at that moment to have her mouth around my raging hard-on while he fucked her.
Though I’d come hard only a few hours ago, I was ready to explode, as though I was a horny lad again. My fingers tightened in her hair, holding her in place as I shot cum down her throat.
Meli swallowed every drop with tremors rocking her body as Drayke skillfully brought her to orgasm.
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