Page 31 of Aria's Desire

Stunned speechless and turned on by their unexpected honesty, Aria gaped.

Reaching out, Rellik closed her mouth with a finger under her chin, then relaxed back and watched the show like it was a football game and not dozens of people engaging in open sex.

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By the timethe feast ended, her pussy was soaked and throbbing, her face was flushed, and she suspected her eyes were bright with need. She was sure she looked like a woman on the edge… because she damn well was.

It wasn’t the sex show that had her all worked up, though that hadn’t helped a single fucking bit. It was being systematically tortured by Sin and Rellik. Those two sadists hadn’t stopped their teasing little touches, hadn’t given her a single moment to regain some control. They touched, stroked, petted, kissed her neck, and played with her hair until she began to worry she was going to orgasm right there in front of everyone.

The second they got back to their rooms, Aria made a beeline to the bathing room, slammed the door shut behind her, and had her hand between her legs before either men could utter a word.

It took all of thirty seconds before she was shuddering against the door, biting her lip to muffle her moans.

After a quick wash in the small swimming pool that passed as a bathtub, another orgasm, finishing her nightly routine, and a final orgasm, Aria finally left and crawled into the massive bed.

She lay there, staring at the ceiling as Sin and Rellik each took their turns in the bathroom, unable to stop herself from imagining them nude. Picturing their thickly muscled bodies wet and slick with soap quickly morphed into fantasizing about them wrapping their fists around their cocks and stroking themselves to release, much as she had. What did they look like? Would they pump themselves roughly, their hands a blur?

At that mental image, her body came back to life as though she hadn’t made herself come three fucking times not minutes before.

That night was spent tossing and turning, going slowly insane while she waited for her body to calm down.

It didn’t.

Sin and Rellik being in the room, not ten feet away, meant she couldn’t slide a hand between her legs and try, again, to satisfy the sharp ache of need.

Well, she could…

No. She wasn’t that far gone. Yet, anyway. Another feast like that night’s and she might rethink her view on masturbating with an audience.

Or reconsider her stance on Rellik and Sin being off limits.

Tirox and Kix need to hurry the fuck up before I get myself in trouble.

Chapter 18

“That went better than I anticipated,” Kix whispered from where he and Tirox stood on the balcony outside Aria’s rooms. “Perhaps we will not have to beat sense into those two after all.”

He felt Tirox’s agreement along with a sudden overwhelming warmth, a sure sign the barbarian was thinking about Aria. “She is stubborn, our beauty, and loyal, but you were right. I believe speaking with her, assuaging her fears, will help soothe this rift between them.”

Kix nodded, though he knew Tirox couldn’t see it, being that they were both invisible. “Another day, I think, to allow them to continue their seduction. They must earn her trust before she’ll give her heart.”

“Truth.” Tirox sighed. “I long for young. This has been a grand adventure, but I am ready for simpler days.”

If Kix hadn’t been able to feel the giant’s emotions and hear his thoughts, he might’ve been thrown off at the apparent subject change. Because he could, he knew Tirox felt that Aria wouldn’t consider stepping back and allowing thoughts of family until her heart was no longer in turmoil. He wasn’t wrong.

Truth be told, Kix longed for such days himself, yearned for a time when he could just… breathe, when his thoughts were full with only Aria instead of the noise and emotions of everyone else.

Contrary to his earlier words to Tirox, Kix would like nothing more than to move to a clone without this ever growing ability. But he couldn’t. Not until his aessa was ready to step back.

He would never ask and did not want her to quit the fight entirely. He only wished for her to see that she was no longer needed to be at the fore, driving this campaign forward to the exclusion of everything else.

She didn’t have to deny herself happiness, a home, the family he knew she desired.

She had done well: setting up infrastructure, appointing trustworthy generals willing and able to keep pushing ever onward to victory. But Tirox was right. Kix didn’t think she’d be able to consider such things while she fought against her heart.

An idea occurred to him as he stood there, watching her sleep, soaking in her dreams and emotions hungrily.

His people, when they Harmonized to another, participated in a ceremony wherein they dove into each other’s minds to see if they were emotionally and mentally compatible, as well as biologically matched. If they were, they allowed the bond to solidify. The male became Favored, the female Blessed.

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