Page 118 of The Duke and the Disciple

She cried out when she was close, but A’s laugh rumbled against her core.

“Not yet, beautiful.”

The air shifted. Both men had stepped away, but she could still hear them.

A hand at her ankle signaled the return of one of them. He lifted her leg high in the air, almost pulling her off the cushion, and slid his cock in slowly. His groan lasted the length of his thrust.

Something strange and delicious washed over her, like she was being carried to another realm. A wave of euphoria ripped through her, and she cried out in delight.

“Feels incredible, doesn’t it?” B, close to her face. Flesh slapped her mouth. His cock. She flitted her tongue out to catch it, riding the delirious high that had come seemingly from nowhere.

“You feel it too?” She panted, shifting back against the cushions with every thrust from A.

“We slather it on our cocks to heighten the experience for all of us.” He parted her lips with his head and silenced her when he slid himself down her tongue, toward her throat. “We don’t know what it’s called, so don’t ask—ah,Guardians... Your mouth is so fucking warm. I might fill it until you choke, beautiful.”

Aesylt reached above her head to grip the base of B’s cock as he worked her mouth. The push and pull of each man’s desire had the rough fabric of the pillows burning her sensitive skin, but she craved more blissful release. More pain. Anything to heighten the experience, to drag her further from the past few weeks.

Rahn’s face jumped into her thoughts. Her chest caved, her breath catching. Tears sprang so suddenly to her eyes, she could hardly make sense of them.No, I don’t want to feel like this. I don’t want him. No one should ever want someone who cares more for their own illusions than the person they love.

“You want more, Ella?” A asked between thrusts. “Just nod, beautiful. Your mouth is going to stay full for a while.”

Aesylt nodded profusely, hoping neither of them had spotted the tears trickling beneath her blindfold.

Two stunning women appeared,one on each side of him. Rahn smiled curtly, amazed they couldn’t read the tension in his body language screaming for everyone to justget away,and said, “Excuse me, ladies, I’m in a hurry. I’m looking for someone.”

One of them pulled up his robe and nodded. “Kaya, he’s yellow. I told you.”

“No,Itold you that there’s no way this sweet hunk of man would ever be depraved enough to wearred.”

“That is not what you said at all!”

“Ladies—” Rahn breathed deep and hard when they kept bickering. “Please excuse me?—”

“Well, yellow, red, he must be open to some adventure,” the first one said, laughing. “Or he would have stayed in the green room.”

Rahn stumbled away in exasperation and faced them directly. “Please. I’m looking for a woman, about twenty. Long, pale hair. She isn’t... isn’t wearing her robe. She was going this way.”

“Red or yellow?”

He swallowed. “Red.”

The ladies looked at each other and laughed again. “Oh,” the second one said, “you poor dear. She your wife? I almost regret to tell you that there’s no doubt in my mind she’s being properly fucked in one of these rooms.”

“She’s not my wife,” he stated, threading his words through gritted teeth. “But I believe she’s in danger.”

“Here? At Revelry?”

They laughed harder.

“Danger from a good, hard ride,” the other cajoled.

Rahn spun away from them and continued down the hall.

A finished,taking some of his spend with him when he pulled away. He spread her wide and moaned at whatever he saw. Aesylt could only guess. She could see nothing beyond the barest hint of light at the center of her blindfold.

He crawled atop the cushions until he was closer to her head and parted her mouth to make room for his cock. It was soft and salty, and she understood he was looking for her to restore it to life. She reached up to grab his ass, tugging him farther in and sucking him as far as her throat would allow, and the sound he made told her she was doing well.

When she paused for breath, he removed himself, and there was more confusion of activity. She was lifted gently at the waist, shifted, and placed in the lap of who she assumed was B. With one hand on her face, the other between both of their legs, he slid inside her and said, low and rough, “Ride.”

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