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join in. And happily. How innocent she had once been.
Not now.
They were laid on fleeces and skins by
the warm fire. Aelfa currently rode Sebastien as if he were a
warhorse, bouncing on his groin, taking him over a few fences.
Nino, meanwhile, was trying to get her to stay still long enough to
take his cock up her bottom. Salvador, Raul and Alonso knelt with
their pricks in hand, awaiting a turn wherever they might push
in.
Jeanne yelped when she felt Ram
pushing into her backside. Crushed between the two brothers she
could do nothing but lay still and serve as their plaything. Dom
kissed her brow and worked his incredible cock steadily in and out
of her pussy, whispering that she felt so good, like fine silk
dipped in rich cream. Every prominent ridge and vein of his manhood
stroked the walls of her pussy, his rhythm quickening as he drove
her to climax. Behind her Ram panted against her nape and then
nibbled her shoulder as he plunged deeper into her arse, his hands
gripping her hips.
She caught her breath, afraid she
would be killed. Was it possible they would break her small body in
two? Looking for air, she turned her face upward and found Salvador
on his knees, his cock ready and waiting for her, his eyes dark and
fierce. His broad, hairy thighs were chorded with muscle, and she
could smell leather mingling with his sexual musk.
Jeanne briefly considered biting his
shaft and teaching him a lesson. He needn't think his rough
spanking had tamed her tongue. She may no longer be a maiden, but
she would always speak her mind.
But instead of biting in protest, she
opened her mouth wide and took him down into her throat. After all,
she was his wife too now, even if he was a mean-tempered bastard.
His eyes finally lightened slightly, and then he stroked his thumb
along her cheek.
She sucked harder and flicked her
emboldened tongue across his salty crest.
Glancing upward, she saw his lips part
as he drew a startled breath. His knees shifted closer and if she
was not mistaken he just gave her a low growl of approval. He
seemed surprised, pleased and yet unwilling to show his
pleasure.
So then Jeanne, once a naive maid,
massaged his shaft with her mouth and her throat, the way Princesa
had taught her. She tickled his tiny opening with the tip of her
tongue until he began to spurt his cream, unable to hold back. At
that same moment she felt Ram shooting his own load inside her, and
Dom with a gleeful roar spent a hot wet sack-full of seed likewise
deep into her cunny.
She forgot the world around her and
all her doubts and fears.
Even if she never made it past St.
Peter, she no longer cared. She would have her heaven here, with
these men. She would live for the now, not for what might be.
Neither would she dwell on past sins.
In the arms of the d'Anzeray—men who
had once appalled and disgusted her—Jeanne felt cleansed,
reborn.
Soon, under the protection of her
seven husbands, she would flourish and blossom. She might even grow
bolder, she mused wickedly.
Sal would not much like that, she
suspected.
Oh well, could not please everyone all
at once. Although she could try. And so far they seemed very well
content with their new bride.
Aelfa's tale of the Virginblood did
prove to be true in that it brought fortune to the Castle
d'Anzeray.
And it was big, clumsy, soft-hearted
Dominigo who would bring it. About to go to war, he had no idea yet
that the prize he brought home to his family would be far more than
the usual reward purse.
But that is another story
entirely.
The End
COMING SOON
Warprize, Book 5 of Seven Brides
for Seven Brothers
The Studfinder General, Book 1 of
For the Manor Bred
NOW AVAILABLE
Bondslave
Whorespawn
Purebred
Stay Up To Date With New
Releases! www.twistederoticapublishing.com
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Georgia Fox
has lived in many different places, including a canal boat, but
sadly never in a windmill or a lighthouse. Maybe that's next!
Not now.
They were laid on fleeces and skins by
the warm fire. Aelfa currently rode Sebastien as if he were a
warhorse, bouncing on his groin, taking him over a few fences.
Nino, meanwhile, was trying to get her to stay still long enough to
take his cock up her bottom. Salvador, Raul and Alonso knelt with
their pricks in hand, awaiting a turn wherever they might push
in.
Jeanne yelped when she felt Ram
pushing into her backside. Crushed between the two brothers she
could do nothing but lay still and serve as their plaything. Dom
kissed her brow and worked his incredible cock steadily in and out
of her pussy, whispering that she felt so good, like fine silk
dipped in rich cream. Every prominent ridge and vein of his manhood
stroked the walls of her pussy, his rhythm quickening as he drove
her to climax. Behind her Ram panted against her nape and then
nibbled her shoulder as he plunged deeper into her arse, his hands
gripping her hips.
She caught her breath, afraid she
would be killed. Was it possible they would break her small body in
two? Looking for air, she turned her face upward and found Salvador
on his knees, his cock ready and waiting for her, his eyes dark and
fierce. His broad, hairy thighs were chorded with muscle, and she
could smell leather mingling with his sexual musk.
Jeanne briefly considered biting his
shaft and teaching him a lesson. He needn't think his rough
spanking had tamed her tongue. She may no longer be a maiden, but
she would always speak her mind.
But instead of biting in protest, she
opened her mouth wide and took him down into her throat. After all,
she was his wife too now, even if he was a mean-tempered bastard.
His eyes finally lightened slightly, and then he stroked his thumb
along her cheek.
She sucked harder and flicked her
emboldened tongue across his salty crest.
Glancing upward, she saw his lips part
as he drew a startled breath. His knees shifted closer and if she
was not mistaken he just gave her a low growl of approval. He
seemed surprised, pleased and yet unwilling to show his
pleasure.
So then Jeanne, once a naive maid,
massaged his shaft with her mouth and her throat, the way Princesa
had taught her. She tickled his tiny opening with the tip of her
tongue until he began to spurt his cream, unable to hold back. At
that same moment she felt Ram shooting his own load inside her, and
Dom with a gleeful roar spent a hot wet sack-full of seed likewise
deep into her cunny.
She forgot the world around her and
all her doubts and fears.
Even if she never made it past St.
Peter, she no longer cared. She would have her heaven here, with
these men. She would live for the now, not for what might be.
Neither would she dwell on past sins.
In the arms of the d'Anzeray—men who
had once appalled and disgusted her—Jeanne felt cleansed,
reborn.
Soon, under the protection of her
seven husbands, she would flourish and blossom. She might even grow
bolder, she mused wickedly.
Sal would not much like that, she
suspected.
Oh well, could not please everyone all
at once. Although she could try. And so far they seemed very well
content with their new bride.
Aelfa's tale of the Virginblood did
prove to be true in that it brought fortune to the Castle
d'Anzeray.
And it was big, clumsy, soft-hearted
Dominigo who would bring it. About to go to war, he had no idea yet
that the prize he brought home to his family would be far more than
the usual reward purse.
But that is another story
entirely.
The End
COMING SOON
Warprize, Book 5 of Seven Brides
for Seven Brothers
The Studfinder General, Book 1 of
For the Manor Bred
NOW AVAILABLE
Bondslave
Whorespawn
Purebred
Stay Up To Date With New
Releases! www.twistederoticapublishing.com
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Georgia Fox
has lived in many different places, including a canal boat, but
sadly never in a windmill or a lighthouse. Maybe that's next!
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