Page 105 of The Sorcerer of Shadowholde

Then he was behind her, running an icy hand down her spine, massaging her ass and thighs. Renatus pressed an oiled finger into her back entrance, a bevy of sensations racing through her. It was different from the usual way she had sex with men, with a slight pinch of pain, but it made her feel whole, content.

“Relax, my dear,” he said as Verian continued to rub her shoulders and upper back.

Vita took a deep breath as he added a second finger, slowly moving them in and out. Another pinch of pain, though it quickly gave way to the dull ache of arousal that had settled in her core.

When he removed his fingers completely, she almost protested, but then there was something else, the cool touch of marble prodding her before slipping inside. No pinch this time, just erotic pleasure that made her head swim.

“What a good girl you are,” he purred as he crawled up the bed, kissing her cheek.

She sighed, trying to focus on her breath even though her body trembled. Renatus took Verian’s hand, interlacing their fingers together, and dragged him off the bed. They stood in Vita’s line of sight, her eyes widening as Renatus pulled the other man in for a kiss.

Verian whimpered into the embrace, their arms and lips tangling as every nerve in her body tingled with delight. She rolled onto her side, pressing her fingers against her dripping cunt until Renatus noticed, shaking his head.

“No, no, naughty girl. You will wait for us.”

Vita took a gulp of air, but obeyed, settling back onto her stomach as fire burned through her.

Renatus released Verian and sauntered to the bed, running his hand down her spine before slapping her hard on the ass. Her muscles clenched tightly around the spire, a moment of pain giving way to a throbbing in her cunt.

“Behave yourself,” he whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek.

He grabbed a pillow from the bed and tossed it in front of him, a quirked brow directed at Verian.

“Oh, yes, of course, High Consul. I-I’ve never—”

“Renatus,” he interrupted.

“Yes, of course. Renatus,” Verian said as he kneeled before the other man. “I’ve never done this before.”

“Do you want to try?” he asked, placing a gentle hand on the guard’s chin. Verian nodded eagerly. “Then I have every faith in you, dear boy.”

Vita squirmed against the bed—desperate for some sort of pressure—as Verian looked up at Renatus. Gods, it was all more erotic, more titillating than she had imagined, a sweat breaking out on her brow as she watched the two men.

Verian was tentative at first, examining Renatus’ cock like he was uncovering an ancient relic. Then he wrapped his fingers around the length, licking across the tip before pressing his mouth onto it with a low moan.

He worked himself up and down, matching the pace of his mouth with his stroking hand. Renatus groaned as he gripped the back of Verian’s head, letting the other man figure out a rhythm. His eyes closed as Verian took all his length at once, saliva dripping onto the pillow at his knees.

With soft whimpers, Vita ground her pelvis into the bed, her head dizzy with lust as she tried to find any sort of friction. Between the spire in her ass and the sight in front of her, she couldn’t take it much longer.

Renatus let out a chuckle, his words puncturing the quiet moans of Verian’s eagerness. “Look how desperate she is for us. Her desire is driving her to madness.”

Verian turned, grinning with his mouth half-full as Vita whimpered and writhed against the bed, trying to find a semblance of pressure without using her fingers. Renatus placed a hand on his cheek, pulling his face away and helping him to his feet. After a firm kiss, Renatus dragged Verian back to the bed, a devious smirk on his pale face.

He ran his fingers through her hair as she lay her head against a pillow.

“You’re almost ready, Vita darling,” he said, taking the larger spire from the table and coating it with oil.

Renatus moved behind her, replacing the smaller one that had previously occupied her tender interior. She groaned with the profusion, though again the lust of arousal quickly replaced the small bite of pain.

“What do you think, Verian? Have we made her wait long enough?”

Vita was confused, unsure what he meant, as her body was still adapting to the excess.

Verian mirrored his devious smile. “I think she’s been more than patient.”

Renatus chuckled, nodding in agreement as he helped Vita to her knees. He turned back to Verian with another grin.

“Would you like to taste her first, or should I?”

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