Page 95 of The Huntsman's Heart
I push back, holding him still inside me. “I did not say you could cum, did I?”
The pressure from his hand on my pussy increases. I hover on the edge of my own release, but if I cum now, I’ll take him with me.
“I will not. Let me please you.”
“Enough.”
“No,” he growls, refusing to let me go. “I will not cum until you tell me. I swear it. Let me stay. Let me make you cum.”
I tangle my hand in his hair and pull hair. “You think to give me orders?”
He groans. “I cannot help it. I know you are close.”
I soften. It’s hard to stay angry with him when his cock feels so good inside me, hitting all the right places. “You want to continue?”
“Yes,” he breathes against my skin. “I will not cum before you tell me.”
Before he can take it back, I call for Corvin. “Come. Help me make sure our hunter does not make promises lightly,” I tell him. “Use your mouth on his ass and balls.”
Alaric stiffens, letting out a long groan as Corvin crawls into place. His cock throbs within me, and I’m hanging on a thread myself.
Good as his word, though, he begins his slow rhythm again and I rock with him, riding him closer and closer to my own climax.
Alaric curses and grunts in my ear as Corvin’s tongue pushes him right to the edge. Then he pinches my nipple, rubbing my nub with a fast, firm motion, and I writhe in his arms, cumming around his cock, gasping for air. Moments later, Évandre’s hole squeezes around my fingers and Raban moans as Évandre fills his mouth. I wait a few more beats then withdraw, feeling the first of my orgasms seep from me in a sweet trickle as we all catch our breath.
Frankly I’m impressed that Alaric lasted, just as he promised. Inside me he’s still rigid, thrusting his hips slowly to take me out the other side of the bliss.
“You did well,” I tell him.
He sighs, lips soft on my skin. “Thank you, princess.” His fingers dig into my flesh as his grip tightens. “Again?”
I laugh. “Is it my imagination or do you fight me harder than ever now your heart is free?”
Pulling back he thrusts once hard, pushing himself deep, leaning close to whisper in my ear. “My heart is not free. My heart is yours. Command me not to cum and I cannot.”
“No. You know my wish. You will submit yourself to me willingly or not at all.”
At my words he throbs inside me again, his breath ragged against my ear. “As you wish.”
Then he forces me forward until I’m bent over just as Corvin and Évandre were for me earlier, my breasts in Raban’s face, Évandre and Corvin watching on. I don’t know why I allow him these liberties, only I like the push and pull between us, the knowledge that at any time if I commanded it, he would stop, move, cut himself off from pleasure entirely.
But I don’t. I want his pleasure just as I want the others’. Instead I arch my back, giving myself to his use, glorying in the way he pounds into me fiercely. The slap of our flesh is an erotic drum beat which marks the rising pleasure growing in me again.
Under me, Raban inches up until he is beneath us, using his mouth to lick and please us both as Alaric thrusts into me.
I reach forward and grasp Raban’s hard cock, stroking him with my hand, reveling in the groan it draws from him.
When I can’t hold back my second orgasm any longer, I push back against Alaric with each thrust. I rub myself against Raban’s open mouth, slicking my nub against his tongue as I take Alaric’s cock inside myself over and over.
“Cum for me,” I choke out. I gasp as he fucks me harder. “Cum for me. Cum in me. Fill me full.”
He cries out. His hand tangles in my hair. Then he thrusts forward, his hips snap to mine, and the warm gush of liquid a moment later spells out his pleasure as he pumps it into my open cunt.
It’s enough to push me once more beyond breaking point. My pussy flutters around his invasion. I pull away and let thelast contractions of my channel milk Alaric’s seed into Raban’s waiting mouth.
There’s a pause. I give Raban time to clean me properly before I move to kneel between his thighs. Alaric moves to take my place so Raban can clean him lovingly with his mouth, while I tease my fingers at his hole, watching his cock pulse against his belly.
When I push them inside him he groans, his walls tightening momentarily until I’m nearly forced out. His cock is slick with moisture. The tip beads with more even as it slides along the shaft.
