Satisfied At Last (Mythology Erotic Romance): Part Twelve of the Erotic Adventures of Heraklea Read Online Free Page B

after watching my guards with his sex-crazed sluts.”
    “Mmmmm,” Klea said, her mouth still wrapped around his cock. She felt his thumbs tighten the littlest bit around her throat so he could feel his cock slide past them, again and again.
    “I’ve visited him before, of course,” he went on, sliding his cock from her mouth, letting her breathe again. “You’ve got to be careful, but those girls will just slide you right into any orifice and never stop.” He put his cock on her lips again and she opened her mouth, wanting more. “They’re kind of like you. I think you might like it a little rough.”
    Between the cock in her mouth and the memory of the giant’s cock, the way he’d held her against the cobblestones and fucked her, hard, as she came again and again, Klea could feel her arousal dripping down one leg, and she moaned into the king’s member. She didn’t care if he married some teenage princess, just as long as he fucked her, just this once.
    “Fuck me,” she said the next time he pulled himself out of her mouth. The king looked down at her and smiled, then took one hand off her throat, put it on the back of her head, and pushed her face onto his cock one last time.
    When she came up for air, he threw her, facedown, onto the bed and got on top of her, knees on both sides. From somewhere he’d grabbed a belt and bound her hands together with it, behind her back.
    “This is the Amazon’s belt,” he said, casually, as he tied her up. Then he grabbed the globe of her ass, hard, and ran both his thumbs down her crack to her soaking wet slit, spreading her lips wide.
    “Oh god, please,” said Klea. She was too out of her mind with lust to process whose belt it was.
    “Please what?” the king said.
    “Touch me,” she said. “Fuck me until I come. I’ve never wanted something so bad.”
    She felt his knees on the backs of hers, and then his weight there, pinning her down completely. She couldn’t move, even if she tried, and she didn’t try very hard.
    With one hand he spread her lips far apart, and with his other, he flicked her clit, hard. Klea’s whole body jerked - shock, pleasure and pain, all at once. He did it again, and then again, her whole body convulsing, the sensation singing through every muscle. Despite everything, even though they hurt a little, those flicks scratched her desperate itch, and with every full-body jerk, Klea was more and more aroused. She started moaning each time, held down on the bed, the king granted full access to everything.
    Just as she was about to come, he stopped.
    “Not yet,” he said.
    She struggled against him, trying to turn around and look, to see what his face said, but she could barely move her shoulders enough for even that.
    “Please,” she said. “I need to come. I’m going to burst.”
    He chuckled softly and didn’t answer her. She felt a few fingers - three, maybe four - invade her slick channel, working themselves in and out.
    “Tight for such a slut,” he said, bending his fingers inside her, making her muscles involuntarily clench, her hips thrusting forward against her will.
    Klea moaned into the soft bed. “Just fuck me,” she whispered.
    He pulled out his fingers and wiped them on her back, then grabbed her ass in both hands again, squeezing each globe hard enough to leave handprints.
    “Only because you asked so politely,” he said, and then in one motion he slid his entire cock into her, his hips hitting her flesh with a soft thump.
    “Ohhhh, that feels good,” Klea moaned, savoring the sensation of the king finally inside her, his hard, thick member firmly all the way in her cunt.
    “You like a good, hard fucking?”
    “Yes,” she gasped, just as he pulled himself out and then hammered into her again, so hard she scooted forward a little on the bed and cried out involuntarily.
    “Harder,” she said.
    The king fucked her with a ferocity Klea had never known, borne from months of pent-up frustration. She felt like