snapped. “What is it?”
“Sex is what a man and woman do together. Sometimes, in marriage, to make babies, like we just discussed. But more often for sheer pleasure. Once you have sex, you are no longer a virgin.”
Her mind flashed back to Senya and the gardener in the kitchen. “Is sex ever…well, both a pleasure and a pain?”
Lavonia raised her eyebrows, looking impressed. “As a matter of fact, it sometimes is. A most delicious pain.” When Maven scrunched her nose in confusion, Lavonia waved a hand through the air. “But again, we’re getting far, far ahead of ourselves. What you need to know right now, my dear, are the basics. Another archaic term for the pussy is ‘cunt’. There is an opening there, between your legs, where the man inserts his cock.”
Maven drew back slightly, her confusion escalating. “He puts his rooster between your legs ?”
Lavonia broke into wild peals of laughter that succeeded in making Maven feel like a dolt. Her face warmed with embarrassment as she waited for her maid to go on.
“A ‘cock’ is the name used for the lovely, long, hard rod that juts from between his
legs.”
Maven’s first inclination was to say she’d never noticed any such rod jutting from between any man’s legs, but then she remembered odd occasions when she had witnessed something beneath men’s leather pants. A bulge of sorts. A bulge which she’d sometimes felt oddly drawn to. She bit her lip.
“When a man is excited and wants to have sex, his cock gets very big and hard. It’sa sight to behold.”
Maven could barely imagine.
“When you’re being fucked, you will feel the most glorious sensation—a sensation of…being well-filled by your man.”
“Fucked?”
Lavonia waved her arms absently downward. “Another archaic term. It means to
have sex.”
Maven drew in her breath, daring to ask another question. “Is sex the reason I sometimes feel all tingly and wet in my pussy? The reason my nipples get hard?”
Lavonia smiled. “Exactly. That’s your body’s way of telling you it’s ready for sex.”
“It’s been…nearly unbearable.”
The maid lifted a hand to stroke the drawn-back hair at Maven’s temple. “I don’t envy you that, dear. Must be torture having to wait and wonder about it all.”
Maven nodded.
“But your wait is nearly over.”
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She swallowed, again remembering her fate. “I wish I could look forward to it, Lavonia, but how can I, knowing the one man I’m destined to fuck is Dane the Dreadful?”
“Look, he’s said to be a brute, yes. But it’s as I told you before. You, more than any other royal girl, must pay close attention to all you hear and see during this, your Orientation. You must learn to please him and please him well. I’m convinced this is the way to an amicable marriage with him.”
“Hear and see?” she asked.
Lavonia tilted her head at a coquettish angle and grinned. “Yes. Since discovering I would be your Orienter, I have thought about how best to teach you the ways of sex, and I’ve decided the easiest method is to simply demonstrate.”
So Lavonia was going to have sex with a man while Maven watched? An unbidden but familiar pulse of excitement began to beat in her pussy, just as when she’d witnessed Senya and Arleck in the kitchen.
Without another word, Lavonia rose from the bed and walked to the door of the chamber. Opening it, she admitted three boys Maven knew from the fortress, all handsome young men around her own age, although considerably younger than Lavonia.
Maven’s jaw dropped in surprise. “You need three?”
Her maid’s mouth curved into a coy smile. “It’s going to be a very long and
arduous lesson, my dear.”
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Rituals of Passion
Chapter Three
A forbidden thrill raced through Maven’s body. She wasn’t sure why—this was her Orientation, after all, so
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