Chronicles of Raan (Three BDSM Fantasy Novellas) Read Online Free

think Salif is right…. You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” Ibo’s voice was hoarser now, his arousal building with Leila’s moans.
    They don’t make the same mistake twice, the pleasure slaves of Argentia.
    “Yes, Ibo… please…” She answered his question this time without Salif’s prompting, her voice now a note higher as the need started to build up in her body again.
    Salif moved over to the bed.
    “Three holes, Ibo, my friend. Which one do you want?”
    Ibo looked slightly shocked; stole a look at Leila, to see how she would react to Salif’s crude words. But Leila’s face was serene, she had heard the words and had not been horrified by the idea, and now Ibo just looked hopeful.
    “I’ve never been in a girl’s ass…” His voice was low, with a thread of longing running through it. “My wife won’t hear of it, calls me sick and twisted.”
    Salif had never met Ibo’s wife, but he’d heard many stories. This was going to be a night Ibo would remember his entire life.
    “Take her ass then, I’ll take her talented mouth.” Salif’s voice was easy. “The bathroom should have some lotion…” Personally, Salif wouldn’t have bothered with the lotion; he knew Leila was trained to relax her ass muscles sufficiently. But Ibo would be horrified by the idea. Different worlds.
    Ibo hurried off, and returned a moment later with the lotion in his hands. He still looked a little shell-shocked by the whole encounter. Shell-shocked, but oh-so-willing-to-participate.
    Salif positioned Leila on the bed, doggy-style, his cock at her lips. She obeyed instantly, opening her mouth and drawing him in. Salif’s hands clenched at his side. Her mouth was talented, she was milking him with tight hot strokes, her tongue skillfully exploring his length. At the other end, Ibo shed his clothes quickly. His cock sprung up, thick and long. “Sweet little peach…” he muttered, dripping a glob of lotion on her tiny puckered hole, and using a finger to push the lotion in.
    Salif could feel the force of that finger as Leila was pushed forward, her mouth buried deeper in his hard, willing cock. She moaned around him, the vibrations of her mouth adding to his arousal. His hands craved a flogger, to raise the girl to higher and higher peaks, but Salif kept the magic at check. Later… there would be time for that later.
    Ibo added another finger, then a third. Now he was pumping his fingers in and out of her ass, using his other hand to spank her as she danced a lust-filled dance between the two men. She was moaning near constantly into Salif’s cock as the tendrils of pleasure from her ass started to radiate through her body.
    “Use your fingers to touch yourself, you may orgasm when you like.” Salif heard his voice give the girl permission, and he inwardly grimaced. His father would have been horrified to hear of this unexpected kindness, yet another sign that Salif would be unfit to rule Argentia with an iron fist.
    But I am not you, father. This girl pleases me with her compliance, and I would reward her for it.
    She didn’t remove her mouth from Salif’s cock, but he could feel the gratitude in her, as she moved a hand down to her pussy, and started stroking herself. Salif watched her, his arousal deepening, watched her face as her eyes closed in tight pleasure at the assault on her puckered hole, the way her body clenched in response to the thrusts of Ibo’s fingers.
    And now Ibo pulled his fingers out, and positioned himself so his cock was at that tightly puckered hole. “This is crazy, man…” he mumbled. He held his cock in his hand, guiding it into Leila’s asshole, deeper and deeper, pushing steadily, till he had penetrated that final barrier, and the full length of him was buried in her butt. Leila whimpered against Salif’s cock, the music notes resonating through his cock.
    “Sweet peach, you are so tight…” Ibo’s voice was a mere rasp. “I’m going to start thrusting…”
    Leila’s