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All this talk has given me a certain appetite for…

Laughing out loud, the blond angel snuggled closer. “All this talk has given me a certain appetite for…”

“Not food, I hope.” Duncan chuckled while fondling both seductively.

“I guess not, if it’s the same appetite we’re all feeling.” Ylianor wriggled under his touch as she reached for his lips.

“Which means that isn’t the direction your lips should be going.” Quick to wrench her neck, Chris pushed it down until her face pressed on Duncan’s groin. “Now be a good girl and show your master how much you appreciate his cock.” Then the arresting blue-gray eyes were all on him. “I’m just sorry we don’t have a better slave available,” he joked, getting caught up in the game and excited by his control over her.

“I’m sure this will do.” Taking out what was fast stiffening, he fed it to her. “It’s not like we can find another anywhere around here, can we?”

Getting in the game and treating her as an object was half the fun. His angel’s acute arousal at enslaving her to his rough handling was another part of it. The rest was her delicious mouth curling around his thick shaft and drawing it to her throat. Hard intakes and exquisite tongue laps were just a few of her improved skills in the art of blowjobs. No question about it—she was a fast learner who was acquiring the most skillful techniques to please the most demanding master of all, Christopher Templeton.

Yes, his angel.

For most of her efforts were all for him in the hope of earning his acceptance, which made her surrender such a sharp contrast to the merciless way he enjoyed playing with her. Yet, they both loved it beyond anything either would admit, at least to him, so he had no objection about their games becoming rougher and rougher.

“Not on such short notice, I’m afraid.” Pinning her head down, Chris forced her to swallow Duncan’s entire beast in one gulp alone.

In one outrageous gag seemed more like it, given how loud she sputtered and gasped.

“Which is why we should avoid suffocating her before we’re done with her.” Making Chris ease the pressure on her neck, Duncan was relieved to hear her breathe normally.

“As usual, you’re no fun,” Chris scoffed in mock annoyance.

Just for the show of it, the angel let her go as though the game had lost interest for him. Which was the farthest thing from the truth, given the considerable shape swelling his pants.

“As usual, I’m the master around here.” Reluctantly shifting Ylianor’s head to Chris’s side, he scrunched it to his crotch. “And now I’m ordering you to come in her mouth.”

“Really?” The twitch in the angel’s erection was so impressive it practically jumped into Ylianor’s mouth with all the pants on. “Then I’ll obey immediately.” Unlatching his fly, the giant shaft popped out, soon disappearing inside her wide-open cavity.

She gobbled it up, literally, and sucked it to the balls, uncaring if his hip swings strangled her more times than not. Like he had already observed, she seemed perfectly willing to go that extra mile for the sake of pleasing Chris, and this time was no different.

The best part was that Duncan had full control over every one of her intakes. He set the rhythm for her head bobs over the monster targeting her stomach every time it dug inside her mouth. And she liked it so much she was dripping all over the long length sticking down her throat, running her lips down to the root and using her hands to increase the sliding effect.

For sure, the angel would not last long. She was getting so much better at this Duncan guessed he would lose it within the next five seconds or so.

“Fuck, lover!” If not less.

Clamping her head, Chris choked her as his cock sprayed its load all inside her mouth.

“I didn’t expect to come so soon.” Chris did not release Ylianor until she had licked clean every side of his still rigid piece.

“I did.” And now he could have his share, too. “‘Cause in spite of what you think, this slave is getting to be pretty good at this.”

“Just passable.” Of course, his angel would disagree. “Nothing more.”

“Sure, tell that to her ass.” Picking up Ylianor, Prince Caldwell carried her to the bed. Which is just as delicious as your mouth, Princess. Knowing how Chris would want to play it now, he sprawled her back down across the mattress.

“That’s exactly what I’m planning on doing.” Entering the room, Chris took place at her feet.

“And I suppose it won’t take you much longer than it did before.” No, there was something about her that got to Chris in a way few other people did, and for Duncan watching from the outside, it was one of the most erotic things of late.

“Only if she’s particularly tight.” Lifting up her legs, he spread them in the air and adjusted the narrow entrance right in front of the tip of his erection. “Which she probably isn’t, ‘cause she’s too wet.”

Glancing upward, Duncan noticed the heavy honeydew lining her slit. Talk about wet! She was dripping and hammering with such hunger she would probably come the second Chris stuck his equipment inside.

No, Master. Her husky voice in his head thickened his cock into a marble slab. Even less than that.

Shut up, Princes. Suppressing a laugh, he straddled her face. And suck. Shoving, he impaled his twitching shaft deep to her throat.

Pure delight, her velvety moistness drove him crazy. Her mouth yielded at each of his thrusts, opening wider as though she wanted him to reach her rear from the top.

Immediately, Master. This time, it was not only her voice. I just want to serve you best I can. Her sensations mingled with his, and he was suddenly aware of them.

What about my phase mate? Pure provocation on his part, he knew it as he sank so deep in her mouth she choked.

Oh, he has no need of my compliance to do what he does best. At her coughs, he eased his penetration to allow her to breathe. Hurt me.

And though this was an undeniable truth, she charged it with such a thrill of anticipation that he had to wonder why he had brought together the only two people in the whole world who relished pain in bed.

In front of him, Chris closed her legs then shoved between her round buns, fierce and ruthless as only his angel could be.


No, she did not say it. Not even thought it, to be fair. Only the pain hitting him was a clear indication his angel had been particularly brutal in his possession.

“Still no reason to crack her ass open with one blow.” Even if Ylianor’s waves of pain were already retreating, he needed to slow down Chris’s ride, if he wanted this to last any longer.

“Sorry, lover,” the angel snickered. “Just thought it would improve its usually worthless performance.”

“If it did, you’d come the second you stuck your cock inside it.” Already, his angel was losing it, trapped as he was in that erotic hip rotation of hers.

Exactly what she did Duncan was not sure. All he knew was that, just when he thought he had given her all the cock he had, she managed to screw more of it inside, then clenched it so hard it had no choice except unload as fast as it could.

“And open her legs,” he ordered, stuffing her mouth with a couple of well-aimed plunges.

As Chris complied, Duncan leaned over and flicked his tongue on her swollen clit.

It was her undoing.

Already, she quivered under Chris’s merciless beat ramming her behind and stretching it to an unbelievable size. So strong her need to come, the prince had the sensation of a ball of fire lodged in his stomach that was about to explode. With his deep, luscious strokes that also reached the puffed lips of her starving slit, everything accelerated.

Arching her back, she slammed her butt against Chris’s crotch and gagged on Duncan’s huge equipment, all the while sucking more cock in both her ass and mouth. But what pushed her overboard was when he shoved three fingers inside her drenched pussy.

At first, she froze. Then the scream started in his head just as the convulsive swells shattered her body. So he and Chris intensified the pounding to a frenzy, which made her come more times than Duncan cared to count. He was slipping anyway, the load pressing at the tip of his erection requiring him to let it go. So he did, same as Chris spraying her rear with his repeated jets.

Next thing he knew, his plane of existence shifted, and he was beyond time and space, beyond physical reality itself. For how else to explain what he was looking at right about now?

Like empty shells, the many lifetimes he had shared with both Chris and Ylianor stared back at him. Similar yet different, with repeating patterns sometimes, all had a common thread, though he could not quite determine what it was. All he perceived was that this particular life was a new beginning. Not a repetition, not the end of a long journey either, this one had the express purpose to break his chains and set him free forever.

Not just him.

Chris and Ylianor, too, since they were inextricably linked to him.

Then the awareness faded, and he collapsed exhausted on his two lovers.