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“Yes,” she breathes between sending long, soft strokes of her tongue over Brilyk’s cock.
“You’re ours now, and we’re yours,” I continue, my thrusts slow and deep. I savor every one of them, dragging myself in and out of her, determined to press at every inch of her walls, drag myself along them until she’s screaming my name.
“Every inch of me is yours now,” I say. “Is that what you want?”
“I do,” she breathes.
I pick up my pace and she moans, as does Brilyk, her hand now working his cock in rhythm to my strokes. “Yes,” he moans as he spills onto himself, milky liquid collecting in small pools on his stomach.
Pulling her closer to me I steady her hips, gripping tightly and slamming her onto my cock, my balls slapping against her perfect ass as I ram into her. Below us Brilyk is smiling, finally sated for the moment, and watching as she collects her reward.
I flip her over next to Brilyk and climb on top of her, thrusting back inside as he leans over and kisses her face and makes sure nipples are taken care of, just how she likes.
“Your turn,” he says.
She looks over to him, her eyelids heavy as I continue pressing into her, giving her everything I have. My head is at her side and I’m still whispering into her ear all of the things I have planned.
“I’m going to own this ass again,” I whisper. “I’m going to fill you up so much you’ll hardly believe it.”
“As am I,” says Brilyk. “I’m going to drive you wild with my tongue. Send it up inside you as far as I can. Taste every part of you I can get to.”
“Oh, gods, both of you…” she moans.
“Both of us,” I rasp into her ear.
Her walls clench around me, gripping onto my cock before beating and fluttering around it. I slow down and feel every wave, every pulse as she arches her back, writhing beneath me, her fingernails clawing at my skin and our names being screamed into the air.
“Ellie!” I roar as I cum, hard inside her, emptying all I have into the woman I want most in the world. It’s so intense I almost lose my mind, the sensation taking me completely by surprise.
“All of these things, we’re going to do to you,” I finally say, when we’ve both come down from such heights. “But most of all, we’re going to love you.”
31
ELLIE
In the stillness of the night, I find myself relaxing in front of a lit fireplace in the lounge. The yellow and orange flames cast an ambient glow that throws itself over the room, its shadows bouncing up and down across the walls. The snap, pop, and crackle of the blaze keeps my focus in check as I run my eyes along the parchment paper.
Accompanying me on the couch is Brilyk while Ihokha sits at a table just a few feet away from us. In each of our hands is a glass of aged zhisk from the castle’s cellars. It makes for a great complement to our evening meal we shared just an hour ago.
Sprawled in handwriting on my paper is the details for our mating ceremony. I mull over each line, wanting to make this occasion everything that I ever wanted.
It has to be at night under a full moon,I think to myself, noting down the details.At this point, I’m going to need some more parchment.
I glance over at Ihokha, his brows crossed in concentration as he mumbles something to himself about finances. “Fohri spent too much on this… Repairs for that section are going to have to wait a little while… I promised I’d donate some food and materials to the village there, I can’t break it.”
Behind me. I hear a few mutterings from Brilyk as he runs through the reports from his rebel comrades. “Their family wants money for their son’s death during the battle? Damn it, the rebellion won them their freedom, we’re not a damned charity…”
As much as I try to keep my mind focused on the task at hand, I keep finding myself alternating between my two loves. Their presence is too much of a distraction.
“I’m getting a damned headache,” sighs Ihokha as he runs a hand over his head. He pushes the paperwork away from him. “That’s enough numbers for one night. Any news from the rebel leaders, Brilyk?” he asks.
“Still going through them,” he shrugs. “The general consensus is that the people are happy for the most part. But….”
“Ah, there’s always got to be detractors.”
“Not all of the rebels are satisfied with how things turned out,” explains Brilyk. “I can’t say it comes as too much of a surprise. After all, there are those who want your head on a spike displayed on top of the manor.”
“Charming,” chuckles Ihohha. “Those troops are just going to have to deal with it. Any other word?”
