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Gods above, I never imagined it could feel so good.
Casimir laps his tongue across every sensitive bit with exquisite care, as if he’s charting my most private domain with his mouth. Each flick and swipe sparks even more of the heady delight now flooding my body.
I moan and clutch at Alek, who’s followed Casimir’s suggestion to clamber out next to me.
The scholar embraces me from behind, branding my neck and shoulders with heated kisses, caressing both of my breasts with his agile hands, tweaking my nipples to set off sparks through my flesh. His breath has gone ragged as if he’s as affected by the sight of Casimir’s attentions as I am by receiving them.
The courtesan curves his tongue between my folds. Then he sucks on my clit with just the right force to make me shudder with need. My fingers dig into Alek’s arm.
A strained noise escapes the scholar, and then he’s scooting back around me. “Can I— I’d like to do that for her too.”
Casimir grins up at us with a lick of his lips. “It’d be selfish of me to keep this treasure all to myself.”
As Alek sinks into the water, Casimir eases onto the side of the pool next to me. A pang resonates through my body at the loss of contact, but Alek wastes no time taking the courtesan’s former position.
He considers me with his intense gaze. His bright brown eyes have never felt more penetrating. As he runs his thumb over my clit, they light up with an enthusiasm that might be academic as well as passionate.
“I’ve read about techniques,” he says, lifting his gaze to Casimir. “But I wouldn’t be surprised if you know better than any account I’ve happened across in the library.”
Casimir’s smile only grows. “Take your time. Enjoy every part of her, and she’ll enjoy it too. Put your whole head into it, build up the pressure and a rhythm. And follow her encouragement.”
He nuzzles my cheek. “Why don’t you set one of those clever hands on Alek’s head? Give his hair a tug to show him when he’s doing particularly well.”
I reach out to tangle my fingers in Alex’s thick locks. Casimir helps me keep my balance, looping his arm around my waist to stroke my belly and palming one of my breasts with his other hand.
The first few swipes of Alek’s tongue are tentative, but in my sensitized state they’re giddying all on their own. I urge him toward me, and he captures my sex in the most thrilling sort of kiss. The coarse texture of his scarred cheek rubs against my inner thigh with unexpectedly delicious friction.
As he works me over, gaining confidence with every gasp and whimper he provokes, he glides his hands against my thighs. Somehow that touch amplifies the pleasure of his mouth beyond anything I was feeling before.
“Very good,” Casimir murmurs, tweaking my nipple between his fingers in time with the rocking of Alek’s head. When his fondling stirs another moan from my chest, he brings his skillful mouth to the crook of my jaw as if in reward.
At my tugging of his hair, Alek exhales roughly across my sex. He delves in deeper, picking up the pace of the movements of his tongue.
There’s no doubting his devotion to the task now. He devours me as if he’s intent on conjuring every bit of pleasure he can from my body, and all I can do is arch into his mouth.
The bliss that’s been building inside me swells higher, tingling through every limb.
“Focus on her clit now,” Casimir instructs, his voice roughening. “Stroke the rest of her with your fingers.”
Alek complies, clamping his lips around that point of pleasure and flicking his tongue. His fingers massage my folds in time.
A choked sound escapes me. My fingernails dig into his scalp, and then I’m coming, unraveling, washed through with a blaze of ecstasy that leaves me shaking.
When I come back to myself, Alek is gazing up at me with an expression both pleased and a little dazed. He’s so gorgeous in his delight at my release that all I can think of is paying him back in kind.
“My turn,” I say. “Let’s take this out of the water.”
I help Alek climb out of the bath and usher him over to the bed, tugging Casimir with us. The courtesan raises no complaint when I scramble onto the covers, dripping, and pull Alek with me.
As the scholar sprawls out on his back at my urging, I take a moment to appreciate the full expanse of his trim form. He watches me, excitement bringing a ruddy tone to his bronze cheeks.
His cock bobs, rigidly erect, drawing my gaze. I lean over him and slick my tongue up his length.
Alek’s hips jerk with a stuttered breath. Emboldened by his response, I smile and take him right into my mouth.
His cock has the same cool tang as the rest of him, sweetened by the lingering scent of the bath oils. I’m not really sure of what I’m doing, but I figure Casimir’s advice probably applies to this act just as well.
Take my time. Enjoy every part. Build up the pressure and rhythm.
