Dora’s brows and lips dipped down into a tight frown.
“You mean my shadows,” she said.
“Guard,” he repeated, “They watch over you and keep you safe when I’m not around. I have a lot of enemies, and I protect what’s mine.”
“There you go again, making assumptions,” she said. “I belong to no one. Especially not to someone who refuses to take what I offer freely.”
He laughed at her bravado.
“You’ve belonged to me since the moment you put your lovely hand into mine and didn’t run. I’ve played nice with you Dora. Tonight we’ll see if you can handle my bad.”
He snaked his tail around her midsection before letting the length glide along her thigh. He let it rest and curl up along her knee, and watched goosebumps flush across her skin.
“What are you playing at Alphonse?”
“You decided to display your body to the spectators at Bach’s feast. We’ll see how far you’re willing to go now,” he said.
He’d chosen the trio as her guard because they worked well as a unit and he trusted them without question. Tonight, he summoned them for a different reason--they also enjoyed playing the same games he liked.
He shifted his legs wider, displaying Dora’s pussy completely to the soldiers. The men began to stroke themselves and the woman reached her hands up and began to pinch her nipples. His own cock hardened further as he thought of the show he had planned. He snaked his tail farther down the side of her leg before curling it under her knee and raising it up to rest against her pussy.
Dora hissed out a breath, and her legs jerked against his. He glided between her labia stroking her for a moment, letting her arousal soak his appendage.
“I can’t wait to explore you love. To fill you up in all the places you burn,” he said.
“Promises, promises,” she said as she rocked against him.
He flicked his tail back and smacked her pussy, making sure to tap at her clit. She yelped then moaned as he began to rub her there again to soothe the small pain.
“Look at how wet you are here, so slippery and ready to be fucked.”
She glanced down her body and groaned again. The sound of her wetness filled the air and he had to grit his teeth. He wanted nothing more than to plunge into her, to be wrapped in her hot pussy as he pounded into her, but she’d issued a challenge he had every intention of meeting. With one more stroke he slid the tip of his tail across her rigid clit down to her slick opening. He penetrated her a few inches then withdrew.
He cursed at her tightness trying not to think of how close she’d feel on his cock.
Throwing her head back against his shoulder, she bit her lips and continued to pant.
“Do your worst,” she said.
Her breathy taunt prickled his skin.
“Be careful what you wish for love.”
Focusing on the soldiers in front of him, he nodded at the female guard.
“Shanna,” he said.
“Eat.”
The female groaned and knelt between their spreads legs. Placed her hands on Dora’s thighs, she buried her face in Dora’s pussy. Dora arched her back against him—her shriek ringing through the chamber. Liquid heat seeped from her pussy onto him as Shanna’s tongue grazed his tail and licked at her slit.
“That’s it. Let Shanna taste how much you want to be bad,” he whispered to her.
Dora groaned and writhed in response. His cock throbbed against her ass, her undulations a temptation difficult to resist. Pumping his hips against her, he cupped both her breasts in his hands and presented them to the two males. He stroked her nipples as they watched.
“Alphonse.”
Dora whispered his name and a stab of satisfaction pierced through him. Even with others present, she called out only to him.
“Don’t worry darling. I’ll take good care of you,” he said. “Do you like Shanna’s tongue? Do you like how she can’t get enough of you?”
“Yes.”
He pinched her nipples and let his sharp nails scrape across her soft skin.
“Look at them. They all want you.”
He slid his tail into her deeper and moaned as her inner muscles gripped him. The need to lift her and drive her down hard onto his cock was overwhelming. But he needed to know how far she could go. How naughty was his little hope demon capable of being?
“They want to fuck you as badly as I do,” he said, loving the way she trembled and jerked against him. “I don’t give away my toys, but I don’t mind sharing...at least for a little while.”
Squeezing her breasts tighter he nodded to the two men. They came to stand on either side of him, each one licking their lips.
“Suck.”
The moment the men’s mouths latched on to her breasts, Dora exploded. She bucked on top of him, her hot pussy gripping his tail as she came.
She threw her head against his shoulder, her neck straining as screams ripped up her throat.
Beautiful.
Her wails filled the room, but Alphonse didn’t relent.
“Hmmm. Let’s see how quickly you can do that again.”
“Alphonse please.”
“What’s that love?”
“More. I need—”
Her words died on a groan.
Fuck.
He nuzzled the side of her neck and breathed in deep, biting back his own grunt.
“Don’t worry love. I’ll make sure you get all the sinning you crave,” he said.
“Shanna, show Dora how much you enjoyed her taste.”
The woman let out a deep moan and Dora shuddered against him. Shanna eased back on her haunches before leaning her weight back on one hand and spreading her thighs wide. With her other hand Shanna spread her pussy lips open, displaying the glistening wetness there.
“Look what you did to her love. Look how one little taste of you made her so wet.”
Dora whimpered and rocked harder against him, forcing his tail deeper into her hot sheath. Not wanting her to control the pleasure, he withdrew a few inches, making sure she received short, shallow thrusts.
“I think she wants some more. Too bad I don’t believe in over-sharing.”
With a chuckle he gave another command.
“James, I think Shanna needs something else in her mouth.”
The warrior pulled away from Dora’s breast and smiled. He stepped over to Shanna while stroking his cock. The thick organ strained in the man’s hand, its bulbous tip already dripping with clear fluid.
Dora began to tremble against him again, her pussy dripping rivulets down his skin.
Shanna rolled to her hands and knees. On all fours, she stuck out her tongue and licked James from root to tip. The man let out a hiss and switched his hands to Shanna’s cheeks. After another long lick, Shanna wrapped her lips around his cock, hallowing her cheeks and sucking him deep into her mouth.
“Watch carefully love,” Alphonse said, murmuring the words against Dora’s ear.
“Look at how she gobbles him up. She wants every last inch of him in her mouth,” he whispered. “That will be us soon. You taking everything I can give you. Do you want that?”
“Alphonse...”
“I can’t wait to do the same with you. I want to have your gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock. Would you like that? My cum filling your throat?”
“Yes!”
Dora’s head rolled from side to side, but her hooded gaze remained on the scene before her. She was close again, he could feel it. Her pussy was gripping him tight and her movements were becoming erratic.
His little innocent was ready to come all over him again, aroused as much by his words as the wicked scene he created.
“Michael. I think Shanna needs a little relief. Be a gentlemen and help her out will you.”
The guard to his left grunted as he released Dora’s other breast and moved towards Shanna. Stepping behind her, he knelt and grabbed the woman’s hips. He rubbed his cock at the Shanna’s entrance, the
motion making slick wet sounds fill the room.
“Please.”
Dora’s plea sounded thin and strained.
“Don’t worry love. Anticipation is half the fun.”
He slipped his tail from her pussy and wound it up her torso to curl around her breasts. She whimpered in protest and began to thrash in his arms.
Dropping his hands down to her hips he held her still. The tip of his tail whipped from one breast to the other, gliding across her nipples.
“Watch,” he said.
Shanna was groaning against James’s dick now as she swiveled her hips against Michael’s cock. The warrior held himself a breadth away, teasing Shanna with shallow strokes.
Alphonse moved a hand down to Dora’s pussy, sliding two fingers between her labia. He shuddered at the feel of her. She was so hot, she almost burned to the touch. Scissoring his fingers, her trapped her clit and began to glide his hand up and down, curving along her mons.
“Anticipation gives you a moment to appreciate what’s about to come. To savor the moment of relief,” he murmured against the skin of her neck, before letting his teeth graze the sensitive flesh.
“It’s torture,” she said.
“The best kind. I can’t wait to fill your pussy—to pound some submission into you.”
Releasing her clit, he gripped her hips, lifted her from his lap and positioned his cock at her entrance. Letting at a loud groan, he hissed out a breath at the feel of her pussy kissing the head of his cock.
Her heat and slick arousal dripped onto him, coating his cock in a wicked promise.
“Michael.”
His single command propelled the other man into action. Pulling back, Michael slammed his cock into Shanna, causing her to moan around James’s cock.
In the same motion, Alphonse sank Dora onto his hard shaft.
Fuck.
He blinked against the pleasure rolling through him. Being inside her was more than he dreamed. Her pussy gripped and pulsed around him, attempting to milk his cock of everything he had.
“Watch.”
He growled the single word and held her tight. They were both breathing heavy, gazes trained on the trio in front of them.
Each time Michael thrust forward, Shanna was forced to swallow more of James’s cock. James grabbed the woman’s head and held her still as he fucked her face, timing his thrusts to Michael’s.
“Alphonse please!”
“You’re almost ready, love. I just have one last question for you.”
Alphonse reached between her legs again and played with her clit while his other arm held her down. He wanted her still, her pussy drowning his cock until he was ready to relieve them both.
He constricted his tail around her breasts, squeezing them together as he played with her clit.
“Who do you belong to?”
A deep moan rumbled from her chest before she shouted her response.
“You! I belong to you!”
“Exactly.”
With a guttural growl he canted his hips back and thrust into her. They both shouted at the first thrust. He pounded into her, charging through her wetness and sinking deep in rapid strokes.
She screamed and bowed against him. Her pussy clamped down on him, cinching his cock like a vise. She came with a sob, a fresh flood of her cum dripping down his cock, but still he didn’t stop. He wanted to wring her dry, fill her with cum and then start all over again.
Dora insisted on being sullied, and he intended on fulfilling every dirty fantasy.
Her head lulled to the side, and she blinked lust-dazed eyes at him. The look fueled his ardor, making him increase his thrusts and strokes. She would be bruised in the morning, and that thought wasn’t enough to make him slow his movements or loosen his hold.
He needed to drum the rhythm of his cock into her, create a beat that her body would always crave. Pulling back and ramming hard into her, he gritted his teeth.
Her lips moved in a soft murmur. Leaning his head down he strained to hear. Even if she begged him to stop, he didn’t think he could. Her pussy was heaven, and he didn’t plan on ever giving it up.
Her lips moved again, and this time he heard her request. Voice hoarse from screaming, she whispered a single word.
“More.”
His cock twitched at the scratchy quality of her voice. She’d screamed her throat raw and all he wanted to do was make her do it again. Groaning against her skin he bucked against her as the first streams of cum jerked from his body.
Fuck.
She held his gaze as her pussy trembled around him again, the muscles milking him, accepting every drop of his essence he had to offer. Her eyes shimmered and skin glowed—her mouth puffy from nibbling on her lips. Sweat slicked down her body converging at her crotch where it mingled with her cum and his.
Feeling himself begin to harden again at the sight, his only thought was that he’d been right—Dora looked beautiful dripping in sin.
Five
Dora drifted on a hot dream.
She was so full. Her pussy felt stretched and her body flushed in heat.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
She shivered at the husky voice whispering through her mind.
Alphonse.
“Hmm.”
Strong arms lifted her and the fullness disappeared. She murmured in protest before dropping a hand down to her pussy to stroke the bundle of nerves above her slit.
“Soon love.”
She smiled to herself. She was dreaming again. It was the only explanation for the euphoric feel in her limbs and the sound of Alphonse’s voice.
Leaving one hand between her thighs, she curled the other up to her right breast and began to play with her nipple. With a sigh, she recalled her dream. It had been so vivid and decadent. Her pussy throbbed as if she had received a pounding.
A soft chuckle filled her ears.
“I don’t mind if you have a head start, but give me a moment to get you to bed.”
She stilled and her eyes popped open at the words spoken so close.
With a gasp she took in her surroundings. Dark-granite floors gleamed in the dim light leading up to white onyx walls. Dark wooden furniture was spread across the space with a large four poster bed placed high on at the far side of the room.
Alphonse.
This was no dream—it was all real. Inhaling deep, she pulled in spicy scent. His strong arms surrounded her as he carried her through the room. She gulped as they approached the bed, her mind replaying the acts she’d experienced before drifting to sleep. Heat rushed to her cheeks as she turned her head to look over his shoulder, searching for the trio of guards.
“They’re gone now,” Alphonse said.
She let out a small sigh of relief. She’d enjoyed the experience, but wanted to have Alphonse to herself. Her heart sped up as she let that reality sink in. His strong arms tightened around her.
“Nothing to say?” he asked.
Her hand tightened on her pussy, arousal flooding her at the feel of his voice vibrating through his chest and caressing her side.
Tilting her head, her gaze caught his and any flippant response she had ready died at the heat burning in his stare. Licking her lips, she nodded and said the only words her mind and body could muster.
“More please.”
With a gruff curse he dropped her to the bed. Her view tilted and she bounced once before settling down into the plush, soft surface. Lifting herself up on her elbows, she looked up at him, taking in every delicious inch of him.
Thick muscles flexed and bunched beneath his golden skin. Sweat dripped down his chest, highlighting the sprinkle of blond hair trailing down his abdomen to his crotch. It was a delicious arrow to the hard cock that had given her such pleasure. His shaft strained up from between his legs, the thick-rounded tip reaching his navel. The rigid organ glistened in the light, covered in their mingled cum.
Her mouth went dry wondering how their combined flavors would taste. As if kn
owing her thoughts, he reached down and stroked himself.
“You haven’t had enough?” he asked.
“Never.”
Her gaze trailed back up his body to his face. Her blood buzzed at the sight of the ruddy flush slashed across his cheeks.
“When will you realize that I need all of you?”
His cheek ticked, the taut skin rippling over his scar. She frowned at the telling motion. Did he really continue to doubt her? Her body still tingled from their mating, and already hungered for more. How could he believe she wouldn’t still want him?
“If I left your chambers right now, would you come after me?”
The muscles on his cheek jumped again and he clenched his jaw.
“I already told you. You’re mine. I’m not letting you go.”
“Then what would you do with me? Hold my hand and kiss my cheek for eternity?”
A small smile quirked his lips.
“Eternity? I’m glad you understand my way of thinking.”
She rolled her eyes before smirking up at him.
“Do you honestly think you can stomp around claiming I’m yours without me wanting to do the same?” she asked. “Alphonse, you’ve been mine since the day you took my hand and looked at me like I was dessert and you wanted to lick me up.”
She let her legs fall open, letting him see how wet and swollen she was. His curse filled the space. His cocked swelled larger, the tip crowning with a small pearl of fluid.
“I want to do more than that,” he said.
“And I want you to do it all,” she said.
He let out another terse curse and his body covered hers a moment later. She clutched his shoulders as his lips found hers. His taste exploded across her mouth as his tongue twined with hers. She spread her legs wide, trapping his hips between her legs as she ground her wetness against him.
This is what she craved. Alphonse lost in passion—not afraid to show her his worst. Watching her three guards had been a decadent treat—a voyeuristic fantasy—but this was what she wanted; Alphonse as adrift in arousal as she was.
The tip of his penis slipped into her stretching her entrance wide. She canted her hips, desperate to take him deeper, but he controlled her too well.
He held her hips firm while his mouth commanded hers, his tongue delving deep and stroking hers the way she wanted his cock to dominate her pussy.
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