humiliation?”
The frost in her voice sent a thrill through his loins, stirring his flesh. He would break her icy exterior. Somewhere under that chilly façade was a radiant sun, just begging to be released. A chill ran down Aldric’s arms and he clenched his hands into fists. He wanted to feel that warmth. He had a right to it.
“Anton and Kurt have served me loyally for centuries. You are merely a reward for their services.”
Her body tensed even further and Aldric smiled. So much anger. She would be the sweetest of his conquests.
Anton and Kurt waited patiently for a sign. Aldric’s gaze wandered over the swell of the sun goddess’ breasts, noting the soft puckering of her pale brown nipples. They tightened under his scrutiny and a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He nodded to Anton and Kurt.
They needed no further encouragement. Eyes shining with anticipation, they crept closer to Saule. Aldric studied her face as the two men smoothed their hands over her breasts, each giving their prize their undivided attention. She stared straight ahead, not looking at them, not reacting.
“Don’t you want to see what they’re going to do?” Aldric whispered, nuzzling her ear ever so gently.
Her jaw tightened, but her eyes remained focused straight ahead. Moving in tandem, Anton and Kurt each massaged a breast, leaning in to run their tongues around the nipple. Careful to avoid the sensitive peaks, they alternated soft kisses and slow licks, giving every inch the same loving care. The only part they avoided was the sensitive tip, which tightened until they looked almost painful.
“Anton and Kurt have taken many women to bed, sharing their bodies between them,” Aldric said softly. “They move almost as one, do they not?”
Still, Saule refused to look down, though the tightening around her eyes revealed her struggle. Aldric trailed his fingers up the sides of her body, keeping his touch feather light on her silken flesh. Just before he got to her breasts, he trailed his fingers down again, dancing over the smooth taunt skin of her belly.
Over and over again, he stroked her while Anton and Kurt lavished attention on her breasts. His palms buzzed with the sensation of her skin sliding against them, gentle waves of pleasure rolling over his body.
For awhile Saule remained as a statue, hard and unmoving. Aldric couldn’t help but admire her restraint, despite his ire. She had the haughty will of a deity to be sure. He smiled as his fingers dug into her flesh. He would make her beg.
Finally she began to squirm. As if against her will, she arched her back, straining to force her nipples into the wandering mouths kneeling at her feet. Two pairs of eyes rolled up to meet Aldric’s knowing gaze, silently seeking permission. He nodded.
Like wolves falling on a wounded deer, they grasped her breasts in their hands and brought their mouths crashing down on her nipples. Aldric grabbed her hips as she thrashed in her chains, her mouth falling open as the guards sucked hard and fast at her nipples. Aldric watched pleasure dance over her face as she moved in time to their ministrations, moaning as they alternated careful little bites with firm strokes of their tongues.
The blood in his veins warmed as it flowed to his cock, teased by the sight of the beautiful woman writhing in ecstasy. He stared at her skin. It remained as pale and beautiful as before, but still it did not glow.
Ducking his head to her shoulder, Aldric laid a soft kiss on her flesh. His right hand trailed over the flat planes of her stomach, drifting slowly down to the apex at her thighs. She groaned as he trailed a finger between the lips of her pussy, a thrill of satisfaction tightening his groin as he found her hot and wet.
“Such heat dripping out of you,” Aldric said hoarsely. He banded his left arm around her waist, holding on as a surge of pleasure rose in his body.