Warprize (Seven Brides for Seven Bastards, 5)(MFMMMMMM) Read Online Free PDF

out through the door and into
the cool night air without being noticed.
    She told herself that she was not
following Rufus Barberousse. No, indeed. She was simply desirous of
fresh, cooling air after the smoke, heat and noise of the
hall.
    Her feet, however, carried her around
the yard and the animal pens in a stroll that was anything but
casual. Her eyes and ears were on high alert and it was not long
before she heard the grunting, groaning sounds for which she
sought.
    Cedney dived behind a large water
barrel, resting her shoulder against the side of the storage shed.
Peering through the gap, she could just make out the moonlit
figures of Alaya and Rufus copulating like beasts in the dirt. She
held her breath and it burned in her throat, cruel and
savage.
    His cock was no less than she'd
expected from the size of the man. It plowed deeply from behind
into the writhing, gasping woman bent over on her hands and knees.
Alaya's gown was tossed up over her back, her large, dimpled
buttocks kissed by the silver moonlight. Her knees must be scraping
on the ground, but she did not seem to mind it. Each time Rufus
impaled her again on his sword, she gasped out in excitement and
her entire body shook, heavy breasts bouncing and jiggling as they
hung beneath, nipples almost in the dirt.
    Watching from her hiding place, Cedney
finally closed her mouth, desperately fighting back her own breathy
moans.
    She watched how the man's large hands
grabbed at Alaya's swaying breasts. He had torn the front of her
gown, not waiting to slip it down off the woman's shoulders. Cedney
stared as his rough fingers pulled and tweaked at those big brown
nipples, and his palms slapped at the swelling flesh. She saw how
his buttocks flexed, his strong thighs moving back and forth,
tireless, forceful, thrusting. His balls were like ripe fruit,
visible between forward parries as he bent over his partner and
fucked her hard. It was almost as if he was angry about something,
thought Cedney. His head was back, his eyes fixed on the stars and
moon above, his lips tight and turned down at the corners. His
profile was strong, rough-hewn but handsome. It was a
heart-wrenching sight for a woman—particularly one not entitled to
think of herself as female. A woman never to know the thrill of
that particular sensation, never to be filled by cock, ravaged
heartily and serviced by ball sacks as mighty as those of a prize
bull, overflowing with seed.
    Self-pity tore through her
breast, even as she reached with one hand between her thighs and
rubbed the crotch of her cowhide breeches. Oh, to be taken like
that. To be on her hands and knees before him, accepting that cock into her
aching, starved pussy, his balls slapping against her, his brawny
thighs pushing into the back of her legs.
    Alaya was so wet, her juice gleamed in
the light of the moon, shining on the broad lips of her cunt and
making his cock slick.
    Suddenly he turned his head. The
motion of fucking didn't pause even for a breath, but he stared
directly at Cedney's hiding place. Had she made a noise? It seemed
possible that a pitiful sound might have slipped out under duress.
The patch of cowhide between her legs was damp now where her
fingers pressed against her sex. Her own breasts felt heavy, hot,
nipples rubbing sore on her tunic.
    She didn't know what to do. If she
made a run for it now, he would definitely hear someone there.
Besides, she didn't want to leave. Cedney wanted to go on watching.
Her body was trembling, close to a frenzied peak
already.
    Rufus Redbeard slowed his in and out
motion, keeping his gaze fixed on the water barrel. Now every inch
of his manhood was visible when he let it slide all the way out and
back in. And back out. Teasing and tormenting Cedney. As well as
the woman under him.
    As his cockhead left the fleshy lips
of the widow's cunny, a trail of sticky dew shimmered, hanging
between their bodies. Then it disappeared as he filled her again.
He moved his hips, grinding even