Dragon Jade Chronicle: The Warlock And The Warrior

by Jamie MacFrey

  “Sir Ronil, would you join me next?” asked Fione. Ragar looked annoyed that she’d skipped over him, but Ronil looked elated. If Tau was being honest, he was annoyed she hadn’t skipped them both.

  Ronil stepped forward hesitantly, to where Fione was sitting on the edge of the bed.

  “What would you like to do?” asked Fione, smiling that broad, winning smile of hers at the young man.

  “Would you suck—”

  Ronil paused, thinking of better language.

  “Your highness, would you do me the honor of—”

  “Sucking your cock?” finished Fione for him. “I’d be delighted, Sir Ronil. It looks to be a fine cock indeed.”

  She slid off the bed to her knees in front of Ronil, taking his cock in her hand and stroking him from base to tip. Ronil shuddered. She smiled up at him, placing his cock over her face so that her chin was at the base, her tongue snaking out to caress his shaft as she pumped him harder.

  “It has a fine taste, too,” she told him. She continued traveling up the shaft with her tongue until her lips were caressing the underside of the round head. She pulling his cock down just slightly, taking the very tip inside her mouth.

  Ronil groaned, a low guttural noise that continued unabated as the princess pressed forward in a slow deliberate pace, inch after inch disappearing into her mouth. She withdrew suddenly, gasping for air, then plunged back onto him, her hand cupping his balls.

  Fione reached up, grabbing Ronil’s hands, placing one on the back of her head, then the other so that it held his cock straight out, keeping it from popping back up if it felt so inclined. Freed from holding his cock, Fione reached behind him to cup his ass and plunged down his length harder and faster, her lips pressing up against his hand with a wet gurgling sound as he became buried in the back of her throat. Ronil helped with the speed, his hips beginning to thrust back and forth, so that he pushed his cock down her throat as she rushed forward to meet him, the hand in her hair helping drag her back off.

  After one such joining, Ronil’s cock twitched and Fione moaned around his length. Tau watched as Ronil’s expression turned into one of wild pleasure, his eyes shutting tight, his mouth open, screaming without sound, the hand wrapped in the princess’ hair flexing. Finally, he began to put a voice to his distress, and Fione released him, her lips popping as they left her cock.

  “I’m sorry, Sir Ronil, I have been told I’m very good at that. Sir Ta—”

  “Excuse me, your highness, but I’m able to continue,” said Ronil. Fione glanced back. Sure enough, Ronil’s cock was still quite rigid, even though a bead of cum was hanging off the tip.

  “Oh, my, so you are,” she said. “My apologies.”

  Ronil took her hands, helping her to her feet, then guided her to the bed until she was laying on it, climbing in after her. He kissed her, rolling on top of her, and Fione spread her legs apart, enveloping them around Ronil.

  His hands found her breasts, tweaking the nipples, and she cupped the undersides and arched her back for him. Ronil sucked heartily at one nipple, earning a lusty moan from the Princess as he flicked the nipple back and forth with his tongue before switching to the other.

  She was so distracted by his attention to her chest that she hardly noticed the hand that reached between their legs, pushing his cock into her. Fione gave a startled cry that died at the end and turned into a moan of pleasure as his hips met hers.

  Ronil began slow, his lips finding Fione’s again, a hand reaching down her back to knead a cheek of her ass and press her closer to him. All of the lack of surety had gone out of him, replaced with a confident, determined movement. He sucked the side of her neck. His other hand roved her body, sliding up her side before thumbing her nipple, making her gasp.

  With each passing second, his pace was increasing, until his hips were clapping loudly against hers, and Tau was watching the princess’ body shake at each meeting. She took a hold of him, holding him tighter against her body, her tongue snaking into his mouth the next time their lips touched, desperate to have him in as close proximity to her body as she could manage.

  Ronil groaned, a gentle warning and the princess bit his earlobe gently, before whispering in his ear.

  “Finish in me, Sir Ronil.”

  A second, more enthusiastic, even surprised groan echoed the first, and Ronil convulsed.

  The princess replied in turn, holding Ronil’s face to hers, staring him in the eyes as they both shuddered through their climaxes at the same time, Ronil’s face shocked, Fione’s a picture of satisfied joy.

  When Ronil was finished, Fione pushed him away. His cock slid out of her slowly, causing her to shake a little in the aftermath, and a line of fluid connected the head of his cock to her pussy before it finally yielded, parting them.

  Ronil dismounted the bed, while Fione lay in place, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

  Ragar took a step forward, but Fione shook a hand at him.

  “Sir Tau is next, I think,” she gasped.

  “Your majesty,” began Ragar, in protest. “I—”

  “You are too much to handle in my present condition, Sir Ragar. I have merely held you over. You will get your chance. Sir Tau is next.”

  This seemed to mollify Ragar, and Fione looked away from him. Her eyes met Tau’s, a gentle smile crossing her lips momentarily as he stared at her. Sweat made her body glisten, each firm curve seeming like a dew-kissed blade of grass, new and sweet. Tau stepped forward, climbing into the bed. His skin met hers, feeling the dampness, his hard cock pressing up against her thigh, so that she rolled over to face him, her hand slipping between them to tug and pull on him.

  Tau reached out, tucking her close to him, kissing her hard. He should have been thinking of Kiera, he knew, but ever since their return to Tia Vashil, all he could think of was the princess, her soft cream-colored skin, the platinum blonde hair, like she was a marble statue.

  Her body was burning hot against his and she was pumping her hand over his cock quickly, her tongue roaming in his mouth. With a moan, she broke their contact and pushed him away from her.

  “Don’t waste time, Sir Tau.”

  He grinned, then grabbed her, flipping her onto her stomach. He crawled up to his knees behind her, then wrapped an arm under her waist, pulling her hips up and back to him until she was kneeling on all fours in front of him.

  His cock was hard and hot in his hand, and he guided it low while using his other hand to steady the princess with a firm grip on the curve of where her supple buttock met her hip. In a moment, his cock was pushing into the warm, wet strong embrace of her pussy, slick with the cum of the other men before him.

  “Ah!” Fione gasped as he sunk to the hilt inside her. She’d slid back to meet him herself, and, after giving herself a second to reacquaint her body to his cock, began to slide forward a little, then back, pumping even before he could begin to work.

  He wasn’t long to the party, however, his hips striking up a counter-rhythm to her own movements, so that he slid almost all the way out of her on each backstroke before ramming his entire length home, his balls slapping against her clit with each collision.

  Within moments the bed was shaking, the frame squealing with the hammering of their bodies. Fione was crying out, softly but quickly, and Tau reached forward across the perfect line of her spine to collect the ends of her long curls, pulling her head back and up. She cried louder in response, her hips slamming back against his on the next thrust, making Tau struggle to increase his intensity.

  Her breasts were heaving with every striking blow Tau’s hips made against her body and she reached up to play with her right nipple. She lost her balance, falling to the mattress under her roughly. She began to giggle at her mistake, but the amused laughter turned to one of delight as Tau simply adjusted his position so that his legs were on the outside of hers, driving down into her prone figure. Both her hands tucked under her chest, fondling herself as Tau drilled her against the bed, her laughter
soon giving way to a moan.

  He leaned forward until he was almost laying on top of her, the hand in her hair cupping her head, pushing it to the side so he could look her in the eye. He stroked her chin, and she sucked one of his fingers into her mouth, the pressure sending a shiver along his arm, making him pound her harder. He wrapped his other arm around her, turning her until they were both spooning on the bed, then adjusting her further so that her back was flat against the mattress while he lay on his side, her legs up and bent over his, like she was sitting sidesaddle in the chair of his body, his cock still pushing in and out of her. The arm he’d wrapped around her sunk low, so that his fingers could probe at her clit.

  She moaned and he removed his finger from her mouth. He pulled her closer to him, their mouths meeting again, the fingers on her clit increasing their pace and making her back arch, enough that he slipped his hand down under her back, taking the finger she’d wet and pressing it between the cheeks of her ass until it found the hole there.

  “Oh yes, Sir Tau!” she screamed as his finger slipped inside her ass as he continued to pound into her. When she’d taken his finger to its last knuckle, he began to pump it as well.

  Whether the others could see what he was doing under her or not was irrelevant. Between the hand on her clit, the cock in her pussy, and the finger in her ass, she’d become quite vocal in her pleasure. Her body was shaking, and Tau had to hold her in place with his forearms and elbows to keep his hands at their tasks. She was kneading and teasing her right breast, her left arm wrapped around Tau’s shoulders, holding herself steady as she writhed against him, trying to give him as much assistance in pumping into her as she could.

  The incessant pressure in his balls had begun to build, storming down his length and his efforts at control were visible on his face. The princess stared at him, kissing him hard, her tongue pouring into her mouth to taste him before she leaned back and nodded at him.

  With a groan, Tau burst inside her, his warm cum flooding into her pussy. She groaned, then slid her own hand down to her clit, taking control from him.

  “Don’t stop, Sir Tau,” she told him, as the pace of his hips began to slacken. As if to indicate exactly what she meant, he felt her ass give his finger a squeeze.

  Tau kept up his finger’s assault on her asshole, pumping his wrist. With his freed hand, he fondled Fione’s heavy breast, teasing the nipple between his finger and thumb. His cock will still spurting inside her, the pulsing slowing. Fione’s pussy was a roiling vise around him, her hand making hard rapid strokes against her clit.

  “Fuck!” she screamed, her body shaking as the uncontrollable pleasure finally broke through her, her juices flowing to mix with the cum of the three men. He held her as she rocked against him, the hand on his shoulder digging her nails into the skin until it began to hurt a little.

  When she stopped shaking, she gave him a delighted grin, then seized the sides of his face to kiss him hard and hungry. With a deft movement of her hips, Tau slid out of her and she moved to return to sitting on the edge of the bed.

  Tau found himself even more enraptured of her, even as she casually commanded him to return to his place in the line.

  “Sir Ragar, I am ready for you now,” she announced. “Do with me as you will.”

  Ragar practically leapt forward. He grabbed Fione by the shoulders, forcing her onto her knees before him, wrapping his palm around the back of her head. Her lips opened in anticipation, and Ragar fed his cock into her mouth. With a roar, he sunk himself into her throat, hard enough to make her gag and splutter around his length, her nose striking against his skin. He put both hands on her head, thrusting hard, fucking her mouth with a wild abandon, watching as his cock disappeared between her lips.

  When he removed himself, completely hard from her, she gasped for air, a line of spittle leaving her connected to his cock, some of it dripping down her chin and onto her tits.

  She seemed a little dazed but she barely had time to recover before Ragar grabbed her again, lifting her up and bending her over the bed, presenting the curve of her ass to him, her face resting on the thick mattress as her legs hung over the side. Ragar guided his cock in his hand to her pussy, rolling the head slowly against the entrance until he was able to push in just enough to make sure it would stay on its own.

  With another shout of pleasure, he drove his cock home, his pace leaping to hard and fast, making the princess shout each time he thrust. She tried to brace herself on her elbows, but Ragar grabbed her arms, twisting them behind her back and holding them with one heavy hand. She struggled, and for her efforts was rewarded with a hard smack across her bottom, making her shout with surprise.

  Ragar pulled her arms back, her shoulders lifting off the bed, his pace unrelenting as he pounded into her. With one hand he grabbed her chin and pulled it around so that she was looking over her shoulder. Tau could see her teeth were gritted, but in her eyes there was the same confidence he’d first seen when she’d directed him to fuck her ass in the forest outside Tia Joi—a supreme pleasure in the surrender. Ragar leaned forward and kissed her, and it took less than a moment before she was kissing him back.

  When Ragar broke the kiss, he released her completely, letting her fall face forward on the mattress. He pulled his cock from her, then rolled her over so he was standing between her splayed legs. Fione’s hand found her clit again, stroking herself as she watched Ragar handle his cock.

  Next to Tau, Jin opened the door to the room, then grabbed a nearby servant, pulling the man to him and murmuring something. He returned as quickly as he could, turning his attention back to Ragar and the princess.

  With a couple of perfunctory strokes on his own cock and a roar, Ragar’s cum came out of him in a spray that splattered drops over Fione’s arm, belly, and tits. She cooed for as long as he continued, then watched as he tapped the bare remainder that dribbled from the head of his cock against her pussy. When he was quite finished, he returned to his place in line.

  “That was... something,” said Fione.

  “You’d never have chosen me, your highness” said Ragar. “Figured I might as well enjoy myself.”

  “And did you?”

  “Immensely.”

  “Well, never say never, Sir Ragar. Sir Jin, I—”

  “I was never knighted, your majesty.”

  “No? Not a warrior like these men?”

  “I’m afraid not. I fence sometimes.”

  Fione’s eyes lit up.

  “Any good?”

  “Your majesty fences?”

  “I used to daily, but I’ve fallen out of practice.”

  “Well, I’d be happy to help your highness be reacquainted with a sword, although I doubt you need it.”

  The door opened and a servant entered with a basin of water, a cloth, and a bottle. Jin took them, placing them at Fione’s feet and kneeling before her.

  “Is that what you plan on doing to your lady wife?” she inquired, as Jin dipped the cloth into the water, then wrung it out.

  “It is if my lady wife has finished having sex with four other men before I have a chance to,” said Jin.

  He took her foot in his hand, then ran the cloth up it, mopping up the sweat and juices that had flowed down her thigh. The princess sighed as his hand reached the folds of her pussy, the side of one finger brushing along her clit as he pulled the cloth up to where her thigh met her hip, then moaned in disappointment when Jin removed it, putting the cloth back in the water, wringing it out, then starting at her other foot and repeating the process. Tau and the other three watched as he repeated the slow process, having her stand so he could access her folds, cleaning her body of the cum clinging to it, inside and out. By the end of the process, she was gleaming from the thin layer of moisture covering her body. Jin flicked the cloth into the basin and stood next to her.

  His hand, the fingers long and slender, reached out and pulled her chin up, his other arm drawing her close to him as he bent to kiss her. He wasn’t as tall
as his sister or Tau, but Jin was not a short man, either. The princess moaned as his tongue slipped into her mouth.

  Jin leaned forward, and the two of them toppled back onto the bed, rolling so that she was on top of him. She reached between her legs for his cock, but Jin pulled her hand away, instead grabbing her buttocks and pulling forward so that she walked on her knees along his body until her pussy was situated over his mouth. Jin pulled her hips down to him.

  Fione seemed slow to react, at first. For a long while, she simply sat, a small shiver running across her body every once and in a while. Soon, though, Jin found the proper technique. The shivers increased, and the princess’ mouth opened, small moans piercing the silence of the room. Her hips began to rock on his chin, moving faster and faster. She braced herself on the headboard, leaning forward. A hand grabbed a hank of Jin’s hair, pulling hard.

  “Ohhh!” she groaned. Her thighs drew tighter, and Tau could see that, even with her skin so white, the color was draining from the knuckles of the hand in Jin’s hair. She bit her lower lip, a wordless moan slipping out of her mouth. Her back arched and she gasped, then shook and moaned, her hips pushing hard against Jin’s mouth. Her back was curved so sharply that Jin had a hand between her shoulder blades to steady her, and she held his hair with both hands like it was the pommel of a saddle.

  After a moment of tremors rippling through her body, she pushed Jin’s head away from her pussy and collapsed on the bed next to him, grinning widely. Jin had a satisfied smile on his face, and he leaned over and kissed her again, deeply, giving her the taste of herself.

  Jin lifted himself onto his knees, his cock hard and erect before him. Before he could say anything, the princess reached out and grabbed it, pulling it to her lips, her long tongue riding along the underside before she sucked on it, just the first few inches for a moment before giving him two long strokes that took him to the base. She released him, staring at her glistening wet handiwork.

  “You have a very fine cock as well, Lord vai Ullan,” she said, as Jin removed her hand and crawled down before her, lifting her legs into the air.