Pillaging Elinor's Castle [Elinor's Stronghold 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (3 page)

He leaned closer to her and licked his way up her neck to her mouth and possessed her lips. Again, they were soft and sweet. She tasted of honeyed wine, and he licked her mouth, reveling in her flavor. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, showing her clearly what he’d be doing with his dick very soon. She relaxed into his touch, lightly touching his tongue with hers.

Rhys slid a hand down to her cunt and pushed one finger into her. She was very tight and as hot as he’d guessed. She was also a little damp, but not wet enough yet.

“Hammond, you kiss her. I have to make her wet.”

Rhys crawled down between her legs, widening them so he could fit his head and shoulders at her cunt. When Hammond bent to kiss Lady Elinor, Rhys licked the length of her opening, flicking his tongue around her nubbin and biting lightly at the lips of her cunt.

She tasted slightly musky, very much of womanliness, her scent something that made his long-suffering dick beg to climb inside her. Forcing himself to be patient a little longer, he licked and nibbled more, enjoying her taste and the little wiggles she was giving. This time when he forced a finger inside her, not only did it slide in more easily, she was much wetter.

It was enough. He could wait no longer.

Rhys sat up and spat on his hand, wiping his spittle over his dick. He spat again, and again, until his dick was slick, then lifted her legs high and wide, lining his dick up with her opening. He held his cockhead steady then grabbed her hips and slammed inside her with as much force as he thought she could withstand. There had to be blood, he had to take her completely and thoroughly even though it would give her pain. It was essential for all their safety.

He felt her body jerk and guessed Hammond had silenced her with his own mouth. It was truly a good thing to have a helper right now. Rhys pulled his cock almost completely out until just the head remained in her virgin channel, then slammed in again, this time with all his strength, needing to know her barrier had been completely shattered. His dick was coated in moisture, but he had no way of knowing if it was her cream, or blood, or even his own saliva.

She was unbelievably tight around him, as hot as he’d wished, but so much better than he could ever have imagined. He threw her legs over his own shoulders, raising her ass high and placing one hand under her, then began a steady pounding into her, dragging his dick across her tight walls, ramming up as high into her as he could go, tilting her an extra fraction of an inch so every bit of his dick was inside her heat. Again and again he pounded into her, but she was so hot and tight, so completely perfect, and his dick was so full of his seed, he knew he’d explode any moment. He lifted off her slightly, and pinched her nubbin hard between his fingers. She gasped, and her hips moved up into his, indicating she was beginning to enjoy their mating. He pinched her little bit of flesh again, but it was too late. His cock had exploded, and his seed poured out of him as he pumped into her.

When he was drained dry, he kissed her. “Thank you for the gift of your maidenhood, my sweet,” he said.

He climbed off the sheet and nodded at Hammond, who was still sitting by Lady Elinor’s head, his hand on a dick that looked as if it would burst very soon, too.

Hammond grinned and took his place between Lady Elinor’s legs. Rhys couldn’t help a smile of relief. There was blood on the sheet, and more blood on her thighs. He looked down at his dick and there was seed and blood mixed together. Grabbing the tail of the sheet, he wiped his dick clean, pleased with his success. None could say she was a virgin now, even if it was one day too soon. For a brief moment he hoped she would be able to swap the sheets successfully tomorrow but assumed she’d planned for that.

When he looked over at them, Hammond was pounding into her, gasping, and she was moving with him. Hammond had his hands on her breasts to balance himself, and while Rhys watched, he came, his hips shuddering and jerking in release.

Quickly, Rhys dropped to his knees. He’d promised her pleasure and needed to give her some release of her own. He took her mouth, teasing and licking and sucking on her tongue, kissing along her jaw line, then her eyebrows. Her eyes were heavy-lidded with lust, and he knew she could achieve pleasure if he—and Hammond—helped her. Again he took her mouth, using every bit of skill in kissing he owned, to tease and tantalize her.

Hammond’s head brushed his arm as the other man began sucking her breasts. Rhys stroked her arm then linked her fingers with his, patting the tender inside skin of her wrist as he kissed her face and mouth.

Then her body shook and heat flushed her skin. Cream must have dripped from her cunt because Hammond moved down to lick her there.

The two men lay beside her, their arms linked over her body, resting until she cleared her throat.

“Time for us to go?” asked Rhys.

“I must get everything put away before Aunt Heloise returns.”

Rhys nodded and stood, and both men dressed and collected their swords.

“Thank you for honoring me with your first night. You won’t regret it. I will serve this stronghold until my last breath,” said Hammond.

“Thank you both for agreeing with my plan. Together we three will offer the best possible hope for our people.”

Rhys just nodded. There was still the formal wedding tomorrow, and then he and Hammond had to work out how to defend this castle because attacks would come, and probably very soon.

Lady Elinor wore her Court Gown again, thinking that at least her father would have been pleased so many people had seen the expensive dress. For a moment, her eyes filled with tears, as she thought of her father and brothers, but resolutely, she blinked them away. Her Aunt Heloise wove flowers through her hair and handed her a bouquet of tiny roses to hold, and then she stood by the fire at the end of the great hall with Father Augustus. Lord Rhys arrived next, his armor burnished brightly, a dark-green velvet cloak hanging from his shoulder, and a ceremonial sword, with a jeweled hilt, at his side.

Father Augustus recited the marriage ceremony, everyone said “Amen,” and they all walked out into the courtyard so the benches could be set up in the great hall for dinner. This meal was still lavish, but necessarily shorter than the one the previous day, as most people needed to go home before nightfall. Within an hour, the rowdy crowd was pushing her and Rhys into the solar, laughing, making lewd suggestions, and barring the door from the outside.

As soon as the door was barred, Rhys barred it from the inside as well, and Elinor stripped the bed, replacing the clean sheet with the one they’d used the night before which she’d hidden in her storage chest.

She turned to Lord Rhys, her husband and her liege lord now, and smiled at his comely body, gradually being revealed as he took off piece after piece of his armor. She hurried across to help him, unbuckling various straps and lifting the armor to place it on the floor in the corner.

He was very handsome. His face was round and appealing, his eyes and hair brown, his cheeks ruddy, and his forearms tanned from being outside in all weathers. His cock was long and thick, and she knew from the previous night, it would eventually give her much pleasure. She’d felt full and stretched in a most enjoyable way, and although she was still a little sore in her most private place, she was also wet and willing to lie with him now.

Once he was naked, he sat on the bed, one leg spread wide, and tugged on his cock, making it grow longer before her eyes.

“Time for you to get undressed, my lady,” he said.

She nodded and carefully removed her precious gown, folding it and replacing it in her chest, before dropping her underdress and two shifts to the floor.

She moved to stand by the bed, and he pulled her into his arms. “Oh my lady I’ve waited all day to hold you again. I want to fuck you in every way today. In your cunt, in your ass, and in your mouth. I must possess you completely,” he said.

Elinor just nodded. She belonged to him now. They had a contract that she could manage the household, and that Hammond would share their bed, but apart from that, she was his possession to do with as he wished. However, she was certain in her heart he wouldn’t hurt her deliberately, and she knew she would experience much pleasure in time. Besides, an heir to the lands was essential. She must bear two children, at least.

Rhys laid flat on his back. “Sit on my dick,” he ordered her.

Cautiously, she climbed across his hips and held his cock at her entry. She pushed the head inside her, and it scraped over a sore place, then slid inside and filled her. It no longer hurt. She just felt full and stretched in a good way.

“Like this, you control how deep I enter you. You can push down on me, taking my dick as far as it’ll go, or you can keep my movements shallow, just playing around the entry. As a bonus, I can touch your beautiful breasts,” he said, resting a finger on her nipple.

Elinor gasped. Her nipples were hard and aching. She’d loved them being touched and sucked last night, and looked forward to him doing it again now. Hesitantly, she rose on him then sat back down. It didn’t hurt at all. In fact, it felt good. Enthusiastically, she began to ride him, turning slightly this way and that, to test the different effects of having his cock sliding around on her walls and inner flesh.

Rhys’s hands teased her breasts, palming them, pushing them together, and stretching the nipples then rolling them. Inside her, pleasure was rising fast, and she bounced purposefully on his cock, making it touch her in the places she liked best, as cream dripped from her core and soaked his shaft.

“Oh,” she gasped, smiling as pleasure began to roll through her.

Rhys clutched her hips and pushed her down firmly on his cock so it filled her to the brim, she rose up, and he slammed her down again. The pleasure burst inside her, and her cunt gripped his cock hard. His seed poured into her hot and fast, and she sank down onto his hard chest to rest there, panting.

“I told you it’d be good, my sweet,” he boasted.

“You spoke truly.”

She lay on his chest for a while, and then he pulled her upright.

“I want to teach you to suck my dick. We need to fuck many times this night, and you sucking me will make my sword ready to fight very quickly.”

Elinor nodded. Sucking men’s cocks was something the women had talked about at Court. It was a tried and trusted way for a woman to keep the man happy while retaining her virginity.

Elinor kneeled over his shaft and sucked the head into her mouth as other women had spoken of. She slid her tongue under his foreskin, flicking it in the eye, and running it all around the soft knob.

Rhys gripped her head, guiding her when to lick his cock, when to suck his balls, and how much to take into her mouth at a time.

“Suck me harder,” he instructed her. “Open the back of your throat, and let my dick slide down it. Tip your head back. You can take more of me, more, more.”

At first, Elinor gagged, but after a little, she understood how to do it, the correct angle to hold her head, and was sucking him.

“Now turn around, put your ass in my face, and keep sucking me.”

Puzzled, she did as he said, practicing her lessons, and loving the solid feel of his shaft, the slightly hairy balls, and the soft head.

Then his mouth was on her ass, his tongue licking her rear entry, his teeth nipping her ass cheeks, his fingers pushing into her dark channel.

Elinor tried to concentrate on sucking her lord properly, but more and more, what he was doing to her ass aroused her, until cream poured from her cunt, and her whole body was burning with the need to have him possess her again.

Finally, he slapped her ass hard, then again. “You’re ready. Get on your hands and knees.”

Elinor scrambled to obey, and he moved behind her. His wet cock pushed at her ass. It pained, then burned as he pushed in, hard, harder, and finally, it felt good inside her.

Rhys leaned over her and began slamming into her ass. At first, each time he pulled out hurt, but after a little while, the burn only felt good, and cream began to pour from her cunt again.

“God’s truth, I can wait no longer,” he said, thrusting three fingers deep into her cunt as he pounded into her ass.

The shock of his rough touch had her body burning for him again, and when he bent his entire body over her and bit down hard where her neck and shoulder joined, the release slammed through her, harder than ever before, and pleasure burst inside her as his seed poured into her ass.

Elinor collapsed onto the sheet, her body shaking with her release, finally understanding everything she’d heard at Court.

Rhys woke her three more times during the night, twice fucking her cunt and once her ass.

“I won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” she gasped as she shook in passion once again.

“Good. Then everyone will know you are mine, and masterless men may give us time to prepare before they attack.”

His answer was like a bucket of ice-cold water poured over her head. Yes indeed. The knight Jeffrey who’d killed her father and brothers, and taken Rhys’s land, was probably already looking at her well-tended fields with greedy eyes. Planning for an attack must be their first priority.

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