Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
“I want it all.” I say the words quietly. “I want your sweetness and Lach’s…whatever you would call what Lach does. If I use my own words, he’ll spank me again.”
“Oh, poor princess,” Lach says, his hands on my waist. “She was terribly treated.” His fingers creep under the top of my pants.
“Lach?” I try to push him away. We’re in the middle of the woods, and Duffy isn’t far away. The gnome can likely hear everything.
“Hush or I’ll have you naked right here. I have a theory. I want to test it.” His hand delves under my pants, traveling down.
I try to pull away, but he holds me fast. Damn him, even that seems to make me hot.
“How wet is she?” Shim leans over, and I can see white fangs and those deep eyes. In the dark it looks like his whole eye is as black as the night around them. Sweet Shim looks like a predator ready to eat me up, and I’ll let him because I know what it feels like when he feeds.
Lach’s hand makes its way to its destination, and I sigh. His fingers slip over my clitoris. I touched myself a thousand times while thinking of my Dark Ones. Why does his hand feel so different? His fingers on my flesh make me spread my legs wider to give him better access.
“The poor princess was so traumatized by her spanking that she’s soaking wet.” His fingers slide all over, delving along my labia.
I know I should probably feel some shame, but it’s near impossible. They waited. I waited. Why should anything between us be wrong? I can hear my father talk about ladylike behavior and how important it is I never behave as less than a lady, but I died and then lived in terrible circumstances, and somewhere along the way I left the lady behind and became a woman. No perfect lady could survive. But a woman, a real woman, is strong, and she doesn’t shrink from loving pleasure.
“That’s what I want, a chumann. That’s my woman.” Lach kisses my ear and plays in my pussy, the intimacy causing me to nestle close to him. This is what makes Kaja moan. The fact that there don’t have to be boundaries between a wife and her husbands. There’s a beautiful freedom that comes with love, that opens all doors.
“Do I really just send my thoughts out?” I lean back into him, not fighting now. I want what he can give me.
Shim’s hands are on the bottom of my pants. He tugs and I don’t protest. I’m with my husbands. It isn’t wrong. “You are so loud, love. And you don’t only send thoughts out. You pull power from us when you want to.”
I sit straight up as Shim gives my pants a firm pull. “That’s how I called fire. It was because of you.”
He tugs and manages to get the trousers to my knees. “Yes, love. You pulled it from me and made things go quite haywire on my end.”
Lach’s tongue licks along the shell of my ear. “Everyone thought he would burn the palace down. Luckily it’s mostly stone.”
Shim gives my pants a final pull and then tosses them to the side. He holds my ankles in his hands. “Every time you felt truly threatened, you pulled it from me, though it’s become stronger as we’ve gotten older. This last time was hard to control.”
“When the guards were trying to kill Ove?” It’s the last time I felt the fire. I remember that I wanted a way to defend the brownie, and I knew I could call on fire.
Shim sits back, staring at the juncture of my thighs where Lach’s fingers play in my pussy. “Yesterday. You pulled power from me and it almost destroyed the farm we were staying at. Gods, you have a beautiful pussy.”
“Shim, we need to figure this out. I don’t want to destroy a farm the next time I feel threatened.” But it’s hard to think. My pussy is swelling under Lach’s hand. He seems to know just how to touch me.
“No, we don’t. Not tonight.” Shim stands. “Tonight is for us. Let’s get her back to our camp. I didn’t set all of that stuff up so we could fuck her in the grass.”
I gasp as Lach pulls his hand away.
Shim reaches down and hauls me up. I’m still wearing a shirt.
“Take it off. I want to see your breasts.” Shim proves he can be demanding, too.
Lach moves to stand beside his brother. He’s licking his fingers, sucking them into his mouth. He’s tasting the juice from my pussy. I watch him. He licks his fingers clean.
“I said take your shirt off. I won’t let you take me less seriously than Lach. You have two seconds to get that shirt off or I’ll be the one spanking you.”