KALLIOPE'S AWAKENING:
Harem Masters #4
By
Nora Weaving
Kindle Edition
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PUBLISHED BY:
Infinite Muse Press on Amazon KDP
Kalliope's Awakening: Harem Masters #4
Copyright © 2013 by Nora Weaving
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
Adult Reading Material
The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.
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KALLIOPE'S AWAKENING:
Harem Masters #4
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Kalliope cried out in pain as Spyro pushed her into her room.
“All day I have been thinking about how sweet it will be to fuck you,” Spyro hissed, grabbing her by the wrists and throwing her onto the bed.
“Please!” Kalliope cried out, “Not so rough.”
“But you like it rough,” Spyro whispered into her ear, as he pinned Kalliope to the bed and ran his hands over her exposed skin. “You look much more sophisticated now,” he murmured, his eyes roving over her hair and skin. “Not the same country peasant that first came to Hera Selene.”
“Please,” Kalliope begged, “I know you paid for me, and I know you are my client, but I’m begging you to be more gentle.”
Spyro let out a cold high laugh. “Maybe I would have been gentler if you had taken me the other night, but instead you ignored me.”
“I had another customer!”
“Sorry, love,” he breathed, tracing his finger along the outline of her throat.
Spyro shoved her dress up her hips, groaning with pleasure at the sight of her sweet crevice. He ran his fingers along her inner thighs, and then across her sex. Kalliope twisted her head away, unable to watch.
“Just as beautiful,” Spyro noted, wasting no time as he opened her and began rubbing her clit. Kalliope closed her eyes, not wanting to feel the pleasure, but she couldn’t help it; her body betrayed her.
Moaning softly, she writhed on the bed as Spyro’s expert fingers moved over her, touching her in all the right places and making her body sing. Once she was primed, Spyro slid two long fingers inside her opening, making Kalliope cry out with need.
“That’s right, Kalliope. I know deep down you love when I touch you.”
Kalliope tried to protest but it was in vain.
Spyro climbed on top of her, untied his thick woven belt, and then leaned across her slender body to bind her wrists tightly together.
“It’s too tight!” Kalliope gasped, as the rope dug painfully into her skin.
“Just right,” he whispered, moving back between her legs.
Spyro pulled his cloak off, and moved his massive, muscular, naked body between her legs. He pushed three fingers forcefully into Kalliope. She cried out in protest at the sudden invasion. Yet, against her will her body was already beginning to adapt. Spyro pushed his fingers in and out, and brought his mouth to her clit. Taking her nub between his lips, he sucked hard, making Kalliope scream out at the intense sensation.
Kalliope fought against her restraints, unable to control the moans of pleasure that were erupting from her body. Angry tears leaked out of her eyes and she hated that she was enjoying what Spyro was doing to her.
She longed for Damianos in every sense, she wished that he would burst in at any moment and save her from this terrible beast of a man.
As Spyro sucked her clit into his mouth, Kalliope felt the familiar lascivious feelings building deep within her body. She tried to resist her orgasm, but it was no use, and she came hard, crying and bucking out under Spyro’s forceful tongue and relentless hands.
Spyro gave her a moment to let her regain her breathing. He rose from the bed and stood over Kalliope, just watching her beautiful body as she lay there
Harem Masters #4
By
Nora Weaving
Kindle Edition
* * * * *
PUBLISHED BY:
Infinite Muse Press on Amazon KDP
Kalliope's Awakening: Harem Masters #4
Copyright © 2013 by Nora Weaving
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
Adult Reading Material
The material in this document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.
* * * * *
KALLIOPE'S AWAKENING:
Harem Masters #4
* * * * *
Kalliope cried out in pain as Spyro pushed her into her room.
“All day I have been thinking about how sweet it will be to fuck you,” Spyro hissed, grabbing her by the wrists and throwing her onto the bed.
“Please!” Kalliope cried out, “Not so rough.”
“But you like it rough,” Spyro whispered into her ear, as he pinned Kalliope to the bed and ran his hands over her exposed skin. “You look much more sophisticated now,” he murmured, his eyes roving over her hair and skin. “Not the same country peasant that first came to Hera Selene.”
“Please,” Kalliope begged, “I know you paid for me, and I know you are my client, but I’m begging you to be more gentle.”
Spyro let out a cold high laugh. “Maybe I would have been gentler if you had taken me the other night, but instead you ignored me.”
“I had another customer!”
“Sorry, love,” he breathed, tracing his finger along the outline of her throat.
Spyro shoved her dress up her hips, groaning with pleasure at the sight of her sweet crevice. He ran his fingers along her inner thighs, and then across her sex. Kalliope twisted her head away, unable to watch.
“Just as beautiful,” Spyro noted, wasting no time as he opened her and began rubbing her clit. Kalliope closed her eyes, not wanting to feel the pleasure, but she couldn’t help it; her body betrayed her.
Moaning softly, she writhed on the bed as Spyro’s expert fingers moved over her, touching her in all the right places and making her body sing. Once she was primed, Spyro slid two long fingers inside her opening, making Kalliope cry out with need.
“That’s right, Kalliope. I know deep down you love when I touch you.”
Kalliope tried to protest but it was in vain.
Spyro climbed on top of her, untied his thick woven belt, and then leaned across her slender body to bind her wrists tightly together.
“It’s too tight!” Kalliope gasped, as the rope dug painfully into her skin.
“Just right,” he whispered, moving back between her legs.
Spyro pulled his cloak off, and moved his massive, muscular, naked body between her legs. He pushed three fingers forcefully into Kalliope. She cried out in protest at the sudden invasion. Yet, against her will her body was already beginning to adapt. Spyro pushed his fingers in and out, and brought his mouth to her clit. Taking her nub between his lips, he sucked hard, making Kalliope scream out at the intense sensation.
Kalliope fought against her restraints, unable to control the moans of pleasure that were erupting from her body. Angry tears leaked out of her eyes and she hated that she was enjoying what Spyro was doing to her.
She longed for Damianos in every sense, she wished that he would burst in at any moment and save her from this terrible beast of a man.
As Spyro sucked her clit into his mouth, Kalliope felt the familiar lascivious feelings building deep within her body. She tried to resist her orgasm, but it was no use, and she came hard, crying and bucking out under Spyro’s forceful tongue and relentless hands.
Spyro gave her a moment to let her regain her breathing. He rose from the bed and stood over Kalliope, just watching her beautiful body as she lay there
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