Page 65 of Such a Good Girl

“Ommmm….” The slow hum of their chanting filled the space as we approached, the circle they’d formed silently parting to allow us to join them. Gathered around an enormous round bed covered in red satin sheets, they passed around a heavy chalice of mead, each of the thirteen of us taking deep sips of the sweet wine.

When the chalice arrived in Rosie’s hands, I was pleased to see her take a sip unquestioningly. Her eyes were wide under the mask as I watched her quietly observe the others.

When she began chanting with them, the hum of her voice low and sexy next to me, I felt my cock swell painfully. She handed me the cup and I drank from it, relishing the warmth of the alcohol as I passed the chalice to the next person.

They’d all been waiting for us — for me — and I stepped forward to begin the ritual.

I’d chosen all of these souls carefully, drawing upon past rituals to pick those that I connected with on the deepest spiritual levels.

“Welcome,” I said, walking to the middle of the circle. I turned my head, meeting the gaze of each participant in a silent greeting before continuing.

“The darkness welcomes you. The gods welcome you. The spirits welcome you to our inner realm. We’re gathered here to shed our inhibitions, to explore our darkest desires, to connect to the most primal instincts that make us human. Please, remove your robes.”

My eyes crashed into Rosie’s with my final words. Her mouth gaped open as she watched the others silently let their robes fall to the ground, exposing themselves completely.

Waiting for Rosie to let her robe drop left me breathless.

She lifted her chin and stared back at me with bold courage. I couldn’t help but smile with pride. Holding my gaze, she let it fall, exposing her beautiful curves to everyone in the room, her bare skin glowing under the flickering torchlights.

I nodded my approval. “Very well,” I said. “Who amongst us volunteers to go first?”

Instantly, four of them stepped forward, their heads bowed obediently.

I nodded, stepping out of the way and back to Rosie’s side. The four of them approached the bed and stood next to it.

One of the women picked up a bound stick of sage and lit it with the flame of a nearby candle. Turning to the others, she slowly walked around them, cleansing them with the wafting smoke. The distinct smell permeated the air as she passed it to me, and I turned and waved it around Rosie’s naked body.

I raked my eyes over her body. Soon, she’d be mine, and the image of her writhing on the end of my cock washed over me. My cock twitched in the sweetest anticipation.

I passed the sage along to the next person and took Rosie’s hand in mine, squeezing softly. She leaned into me, sighing slightly, as we watched the show unfold in front of us.

The two couples approached the bed, the two women kissing as the men watched on with the rest of us. They tumbled onto the bed, their bodies sliding together sensuously, limbs around limbs, hands trailing over each other as the passion between them grew fiery.

The men stood around them, stroking their hard cocks, chanting over them.

Their voices echoed up into the air and the rest of us joined in, elevating the energy and calling forth the gods.

After a few moments, the men joined in — adding their hands and mouths and fingers, until the four of them were meshed together, knotted and entwined and interlaced in a lusty display of pure sensuality.

Watching these moments left my heart pounding so hard I was sure Rosie could hear it over the chanting.

My cock pulsed in the air as I looked over at her and saw the complete rapture in her sparkling emerald eyes.

Now, I knew what pure beauty was. I was completely enchanted with her.

The scene unfolded in front of us, the men now fucking the women from behind as the women kissed. The chanting quieted as we listened to the growing intensity of the couples locked in their own building crescendos of pleasure. Their cries of ecstasy floated into the charged air, offering a sacred prayer of lust to the heavens.

The chanting picked back up, crashing together with their passionate song of lust.

Rosie squeezed my hand hard as the men reached the edge, pulled out and exploded over the women’s backs, coating them in their thick heat and rubbing it all over their skin. The men fell back, leaving the women to continue kissing, their asses raised as they readied for the next round.

Two more men stepped forward and swiftly entered them.

I heard Rosie’s gasp. “I don’t think I can, um…” she whispered, nervously.

“No, Rosie. You’re all mine. I’m not sharing you with anyone tonight. We’re just watching for now.”

Her face relaxed instantly and she nodded with a smile. “Thank you.”

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