The Priestess and the Thief Kindred Tales 30 - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,78
ready for his advances.”
As he spoke, one of his hands slipped down to cup his partner’s mound. She moaned and pressed into his hand, as though begging for more.
Elli found a moan on her own lips as well, as Roke’s big, warm hand slid down her body to cup her pussy. Again, he was touching her bare sex, since that was what the Crown Prince was doing, though he usually never touched below the garments his partner wore.
“Spread your doe wide, bucks—stroke her soft, quivering inner folds to be certain she is ready for you,” the Crown Prince said.
Elli bit her lip to stop a little cry of pleasure as Roke followed directions and parted her outer pussy lips to slip his long fingers into her heated depths.
“Mmm, such a soft, wet little pussy,” the big warrior growled in her ear as he slid one fingertip around and around her secret spot. “I love how wet you get my Numalla!”
“Oh, Roke!” Elli gasped as one long finger slid deep inside her honey well, as though to test her wetness. They had only gone this far in private before and it felt naughty to be on her knees with the big warrior behind her, raising her dress to fondle her breasts as he caressed and fingered her pussy. But it was incredibly erotic too, especially since everyone else in the room was doing the same thing and apparently enjoying themselves immensely.
But the Crown Prince’s next instructions, knocked the wind right out of her sails.
“And now,” he said, pushing his partner to her hands and knees on the golden chaise lounge and raising her dress high to bare her naked behind. “It is time for the buck to mount his doe.”
Thirty-Eight
Roke frowned as he watched what was happening on the golden lounge. This was something he had worried about from the first moment he realized what was expected of them while they were “Mirroring” at the Tenebrian Court. For though he had touched and tasted every inch of his little priestess’s body, they had never crossed this particular line before—nor did Roke think they should.
For one thing, it was breaking Ellilah’s vows more egregiously than anything else they had done. Despite all their erotic activities, the little priestess was still a virgin—which she wouldn’t be if he slid his shaft deep inside her tight little pussy. And for another thing…
You’re afraid your control will snap and you’ll bond her to you, whispered a little voice in his head. Admit it, Roke—you’re damn tempted to toss caution to the wind and tie her to you for life. Well, look how that worked out for your Sire!
Roke pushed the voice away. Of course he could control himself—that wasn’t the problem. What worried him was taking Ellilah’s virginity without her consent.
“Ellilah?” he murmured in her ear, making her name a question.
She turned her head to look at him, her eyes wide and uncertain.
“Roke?” she returned. “I…I’m not sure what…if…”
“The buck must mount his doe!” the Crown Prince was saying again. Up on the golden lounge he had his partner on her hands and knees with her legs spread wide to bare her pussy. With a flourish, he unfastened his own trousers to allow his stubby member to spring forth.
“Goddess, he’s really going to do it,” Elliliah whispered unsteadily. “He…he’s really going to mount her like a zorel buck mounts a zorel doe!”
“It looks like it,” Roke said grimly. “The question is, what do you want to do, little priestess? I don’t want to hurt you or take your virginity if you don’t wish me to.”
“Oh, but Roke—what choice do we have?” she whispered back.
“We could fake it,” Roke offered, frowning. “There’s always a choice, sweetheart.”
“I don’t think we could,” Ellilah protested. “Haven’t you noticed how sharply the Prince is watching us tonight?” She nodded at the raised dais where, sure enough, the Crown Prince’s bulging, froggy eyes were directed to Roke and her even as he was pushing his shaft into his partner’s pussy.
“He does seem to be keeping an eye on us,” Roke growled. “But I don’t think—”
“I think you should do it.” Elliliah looked up at him with big eyes. “I think…think you should…should put your shaft inside me, Roke.”
She wants this, he realized, as he caught a whiff of her desire. The idea of me filling her turns her on.
The thought made his shaft surge—as always, his little priestess was hot-blooded. But did she truly understand the implications?