Page 17 of Advance and Retreat
“Hello?Kind of lonely here.”Kila’s impatience said his libido was awake and clamoring.
“Asshole.And not the kind I enjoy,” Lokmi sighed for Piras’ and Hope’s ears only.He paused to kiss her and offered a smile of gratitude before stomping toward the door, tucking himself in his pants as he went.
Piras softly chuckled as soon as the Imdiko was out of hearing.“Behave,” Hope warned, but she giggled.
“Of course, my Matara.”His expression was controlled, his head bowed.
Kila stepped around the shelving and into view.“This is a nice view,” the Nobek growled as he looked her over.His hands swept her front and along her inner thighs.“Well-fucked woman who’s ready for more.”
“Emphasis on the well-fucked,” Lokmi called.
“Prophets, I thought we were being quiet in case they can hear us up front,” Hope complained, pretending Kila’s wandering hands weren’t re-igniting her excitement.
“If your yelling is considered ‘quiet,’ I’ll offer my leg to a Tragoom for a snack,” Kila snorted.
“Damn it.”If the Beonid woman sneered at her later because she’d heard...
“I stood at the door and heard nothing from the shop the whole time.Judging from the thickness I noted of it and the walls when we first came in, I’d say your lovely screams of ecstasy are safely kept from the ears of strangers.Elcoger would be a fool to keep refugees in here and not soundproof the area.”
“Do you think he did?”Hope relaxed and let Kila’s exploration lull her to gentle arousal.
“Mmm-hmm.”His lips and tongue joined his hands in mapping her.“My beauty...”kiss “...can proclaim...”lick “...her enjoyment...”nip “...as loudly...”kiss “...as she wishes.”
He reached her breast and sucked it deep in his maw.His tongue rubbed her engorged nipple.At the same instant, he stroked her clit.Hope cried out and strained in Piras’ grasp.All at once, she was aroused as if Lokmi hadn’t brought her gratification minutes prior.She tangled Kila’s coarse waves in her fingers, writhing.
He half-growled, half-chuckled as he refused to surrender his mouthful.His teeth scraped her small mound, leaving red streaks.There was no pain, only erotic heat.She clutched him close, demanding more.
He started to move back, ignoring her desperate pull on his hair.Then he surged against her again, opening his mouth wide to encompass her breast.She felt the stabs of his fangs in the tender flesh and yelped, but she didn’t push him away.
It seemed seconds later the first curls of a dreamy euphoria began to saturate her brain.The careful friction of his strokes on her clit grew profound, and her hips rocked to gain extra contact.He didn’t stop her, but he controlled the pressure to tease her.
Kila released the bite and kissed his way to her other breast.He treated it as he had the first: sucking, licking, scoring it with his blunter teeth before sinking his fangs in.Hope squirmed helplessly in Piras’ grip.She gave up yanking Kila’s hair to rake her nails on his armored uniform top.She was blatantly aware her clanmates remained clothed while she was naked, underscoring their power...though Piras was simply obeying their dominant Nobek’s wishes.
As eagerness increased its demands on her, as Kila’s venom stole every vestige of constraint she possessed, her struggles grew frantic.Uttering an evil laugh, he yanked her from Piras, putting her over his shoulder.A couple of swats to her ass increased her desperation, but she couldn’t free herself from him to claim what her body clamored for.
“I take it you aren’t as picky about getting dirty as she is, boy,” Kila rumbled.“If you are, it’s too damned bad.”
“Whatever my Nobek wishes, I’ll do,” Piras answered.
“On the floor, hands and knees.You’ll be a different piece of furniture for a bit.”
“Yes, my Nobek.”
“And you, my enthusiastic Matara—” Kila swatted her ass again, and the heat of the strike went straight to her pussy “—you’ll take what I give you and be grateful for it.”
She squalled in answer.In her intoxicated state, she wanted only for him to fuck her straight to orgasm.If it meant getting dirty, that would be perfectly fine.
The room whirled.When it stopped, Hope was no longer draped across the Nobek’s shoulder.Instead, she lay crosswise across Piras’ back.He crouched on all fours.The difference in their sizes meant just her toes, still safely encased in their socks, touched the questionable floor.
Then her feet were in the air, courtesy of Kila’s grasp on her hips lifting her ass up.She clung to Piras to keep from sliding off his back to faceplant on the floor.
“That’s right.You hang onto him while I relieve my stress,” Kila grunted.
She felt something hot and slick probe her womanhood, and she uttered a cry of welcome.An instant later, he was in her, thick and hot and incredible.
Her mouth opened wide to voice grunts as he rutted, their flesh smacking as he had her.His primary was pounding her pussy, and his smaller cock rubbed her clit to send cascades of bliss through her.Her cunt clutched on him, making the friction headier, sending her closer to the inevitable end she wanted with all her being.
His animal growls excited her.Lokmi hadn’t been the sole clanmate who’d experienced angst to the point of needing desperate release.Kila’s pace was growing frantic, and Hope’s sex spasmed a precursor to greater pleasure.Her helpless cries became more high-pitched as darts of sheer rapture increased in frequency and power.She was nearly there...
