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her up and down his shaft. With every down stroke, her clit hit the base of his cock just right. The wonderful friction rejuvenated the goose bumps dotting her flesh. Her feminine walls tightened. So close. So incredibly close.
    A cool dribble of a liquid squirted down her butt crack didn’t deter the warrior setting the pace. He kept up his sexual assault. Tiny moans of pleasure rose inside her. She swallowed them.
    She gripped Joseferus’ forearms as Leanderus warmed up her dark hole. The younger warrior’s finger eased into her anus. The slight stab of pain was quickly forgotten as Joseferus turned up the heat. The pace he set turned frenetic—primal.
    The tune playing in her mind grew louder, the cadence faster. She closed her eyes. The darkness Joseferus took her to during the first part of her punishment rose in her mind’s eye.
    “Come into the darkness, Shar’ia. Join me in Oblivion.”
    Fearing the place, but understanding it was important, she relented. The darkness was warm and cold at the same time. It was isolated and perfect, because there, in the inkiness, only Joseferus and she existed.
    Her climax exploded. Contractions ripped down her.
    Leanderus climbed on the bed and jabbed his cock into her anus until he’d worked his full length into her. The two warriors set a punishing tempo. One pushing in as the other pulled out. Every stroke was intense. Her body thrived in the moment. She’d never experienced anything like fucking the Navorains before.
    “Holy Mother,” Shar’ia muttered. Her climax wouldn’t let go. It kept rolling through her. The deep, driving contractions forced a long moan from her lips. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”
    Barely aware of the slap delivered to her butt, Shar’ia lingered in the depths of the darkness. Only now, Leanderus was there as well. An uncertainty grew inside her. There was something about having Leanderus there that unnerved her. Instinctively, she clutched Joseferus. Held in his arms, she would gladly live in Oblivion forever.
    She felt Leanderus’ hot cum fill her. Soon after, Joseferus soaked her pussy.
    Sandwiched between them, she laid her head on Joseferus’ shoulder. Beneath her ear, she listened to his heart race. Glad she wasn’t the only one who was struggling to regain control of her body, she smiled. Though, her breathing wasn’t assisted by Leanderus’ weight pressing down on her. She could only imagine how Joseferus felt. After all, he was on the bottom.
    “Leanderus, you are dismissed,” Joseferus muttered. “I wish to speak to my Tesra— alone.”
    “Ouch.” Shar’ia winced when Leanderus unceremoniously pulled out. To add insult to injury, he was none too kind when he used her back as a leverage point while he climbed off the bed.
    “Leanderus, we will discuss your abuse once I have finished my conversation with Shar’ia.”
    Noting the warning tone in Joseferus’ voice, Shar’ia stared at the strong planes of his face. It’s not a big deal, she wanted to say. I’ve suffered worse. Memories of her short time training to be a concubine returned to mock her. It was pretty obvious to her mentor in the fine arts of sexual seduction that she wasn’t cut out for some client’s brutality. Her one and only experience with what the prostitution industry called a “bruiser” had landed her in detention for a stellar week, because she’d beaten the man to within an inch of his life.
    The day she’d been released, she’d begged her father to allow her to work for him.
    She despised the fact she’d ever entertained the idea of using her body to pay her bills, but she couldn’t get away from it, either. If she hadn’t gone into the family business, she would have had no choice but to take up the oldest profession on Atlas Nine. She’d have whored herself on one of the vacation planets or sold herself to a Space Baron’s harem.
    “You are safe here,” Joseferus told her once Leanderus had dressed and left her quarters. He