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laughed softly. "Will you suck my cock, Princesa? It weeps for your attention."
Breathless, she nodded. Now they set her legs down in the bath and Raul held her waist, keeping his semi-deflated cock inside her. Domingo offered his massive prick for her tasting, but before she gave her lips to that task, Salvador suddenly grabbed her chin, forced her head around toward him, and kissed her. His tongue took fierce possession, drained a sigh from her throat, and then he bent his head to enjoy those aching nipples.
It was the beginning of a long and glorious feasting for all.
Chapter Seven
They laid her down on fleeces, furs and skins by the great fire. She was clean now from head to toe as all five brothers had taken special care of her, washing her hair, wiping her down with their hands in the water.
Raul watched her with concern, moving hair out of her face, kissing her gently. He wanted her again already, but he had staked his claim first and now he must be patient. In fact he was surprised the elder brothers let him have her first. Had they sensed she was something new?
Salvador took his place between her legs next while Alonso and Sebastien each suckled a breast.
She looked over at Raul and licked her lips, her eyes misty as they traveled downward to where he held his erect cock. Shifting forward on his knees, he held it out for her and she took it into her soft, lush mouth. He groaned, stroking her golden hair.
"I don't want to come again yet," he muttered, already acquainted with the skills of her clever mouth. So she slowed her sucking and licked gently around the glossy head, knowing just how to keep him on the verge. His obedient pleasure slave.
He began to think he might not want to give her back to Tourlaville, not even for the prize money. Not even if it might mean he could make a trade for a nobly-born bride.
She was too beautiful, his princess slave.
Salvador held himself up on his strong arms and thrust in and out of her cunny, grunting with pleasure and cursing, probably because he could not hold off. Raul knew exactly what his brother was feeling. Sal pulled out just as his seed shot forth, all over her belly in thick white ropes.
Alonso quickly wiped her off with his own bundled tunic and then lifted her into his lap, jumping the queue. While Raul watched she looped her arms around his audacious younger brother's broad, flexing shoulders and let herself be filled again, her slender body arching like a whip, offering her titties to Alonso's lips. Sebastien closed in behind her and reached around to hold her breasts, his own cock pressed to her back while he nibbled on her ear and the side of her neck. Impatient cub, mused Raul with a smile.
The three bodies, gilded by firelight, glistened with sweat as they moved together in glorious harmony. It was a performance Raul had seen before, many times, but never with such a perfectly made woman. Her pale skin was like cream poured over the hard, sun-browned bodies of his younger brothers. When she moved her head, light caught in the pure gold locks and dazzled him.
He rested, stretched out across the furs and propped up on one elbow, considering this strange woman he'd acquired. Could he keep her?
What if she ran from him, as she ran from Tourlaville?
She would be an endless distraction in his life. He smiled a little at that thought. A very pleasant distraction.
Dominigo moved in, his jaw set hard. There was a little friction as he forced Sebastien aside, but as second eldest he knew his rights. He lifted her into his own lap. She looked swamped by Dom's huge frame, her body so slim and pale in comparison to his great, hairy bulk, but her face was not afraid.
"Will you welcome me in, Princesa? I can wait no longer."
* * * *
A strange pulsing thrill had taken hold of her. She felt oddly powerful, despite her slight size compared to these men. They fucked her, but not as the Comte did. He was always angry and cruel. He never cared if
Breathless, she nodded. Now they set her legs down in the bath and Raul held her waist, keeping his semi-deflated cock inside her. Domingo offered his massive prick for her tasting, but before she gave her lips to that task, Salvador suddenly grabbed her chin, forced her head around toward him, and kissed her. His tongue took fierce possession, drained a sigh from her throat, and then he bent his head to enjoy those aching nipples.
It was the beginning of a long and glorious feasting for all.
Chapter Seven
They laid her down on fleeces, furs and skins by the great fire. She was clean now from head to toe as all five brothers had taken special care of her, washing her hair, wiping her down with their hands in the water.
Raul watched her with concern, moving hair out of her face, kissing her gently. He wanted her again already, but he had staked his claim first and now he must be patient. In fact he was surprised the elder brothers let him have her first. Had they sensed she was something new?
Salvador took his place between her legs next while Alonso and Sebastien each suckled a breast.
She looked over at Raul and licked her lips, her eyes misty as they traveled downward to where he held his erect cock. Shifting forward on his knees, he held it out for her and she took it into her soft, lush mouth. He groaned, stroking her golden hair.
"I don't want to come again yet," he muttered, already acquainted with the skills of her clever mouth. So she slowed her sucking and licked gently around the glossy head, knowing just how to keep him on the verge. His obedient pleasure slave.
He began to think he might not want to give her back to Tourlaville, not even for the prize money. Not even if it might mean he could make a trade for a nobly-born bride.
She was too beautiful, his princess slave.
Salvador held himself up on his strong arms and thrust in and out of her cunny, grunting with pleasure and cursing, probably because he could not hold off. Raul knew exactly what his brother was feeling. Sal pulled out just as his seed shot forth, all over her belly in thick white ropes.
Alonso quickly wiped her off with his own bundled tunic and then lifted her into his lap, jumping the queue. While Raul watched she looped her arms around his audacious younger brother's broad, flexing shoulders and let herself be filled again, her slender body arching like a whip, offering her titties to Alonso's lips. Sebastien closed in behind her and reached around to hold her breasts, his own cock pressed to her back while he nibbled on her ear and the side of her neck. Impatient cub, mused Raul with a smile.
The three bodies, gilded by firelight, glistened with sweat as they moved together in glorious harmony. It was a performance Raul had seen before, many times, but never with such a perfectly made woman. Her pale skin was like cream poured over the hard, sun-browned bodies of his younger brothers. When she moved her head, light caught in the pure gold locks and dazzled him.
He rested, stretched out across the furs and propped up on one elbow, considering this strange woman he'd acquired. Could he keep her?
What if she ran from him, as she ran from Tourlaville?
She would be an endless distraction in his life. He smiled a little at that thought. A very pleasant distraction.
Dominigo moved in, his jaw set hard. There was a little friction as he forced Sebastien aside, but as second eldest he knew his rights. He lifted her into his own lap. She looked swamped by Dom's huge frame, her body so slim and pale in comparison to his great, hairy bulk, but her face was not afraid.
"Will you welcome me in, Princesa? I can wait no longer."
* * * *
A strange pulsing thrill had taken hold of her. She felt oddly powerful, despite her slight size compared to these men. They fucked her, but not as the Comte did. He was always angry and cruel. He never cared if
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