Dorian The Everlasting Ch. 06

Foreword:

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Chapter 6 - A harem and a choice

I stepped into my study and found Duke Eimon of House De'Rollo awaiting me--a rare sight. As ruler of Nor'Fazen, a land whose name in the old tongue meant "The Northern Frost," he carried the weight of his people on his broad shoulders. Centuries ago, the northernmost parts of the continent were far colder than they were this day, though the winters still held their bitter bite.

On the day of my Bedding Feast, Nor'Fazen was a land of rugged prosperity. Its dense forests supplied lumber in abundance, its mines yielded copper and tin, and its hunters brought forth the finest animal pelts. Though it lacked the wealth of its northern neighbor, Kor'Haven, it remained a formidable duchy. Its people were as resilient as the frost itself--stout, unyielding, and fiercely loyal.

Yet, for all its resources and brave warriors, Nor'Fazen teetered on the edge of peril. The duchy bordered the Crown Lands' northernmost territory, a dangerous position should the Black Queen choose to march her forces north.

The realm was in turmoil, its lords and ladies walking a knife's edge. No duke of the outer regions dared openly oppose the Queen, but none pledged their banners either. Everyone knew she was unfit to rule, her crimes too grievous to ignore. And so, the Game of Houses churned--a delicate dance of alliances, troop movements, and whispered coalitions. The air was thick with tension, each lord waiting to see who would strike the first match to ignite the flames of rebellion.

And here stood Duke Eimon in my study, a man with much to lose and more still to gain.

Duke Eimon's move--his gamble, really--was to offer me his prized daughter as my first concubine, a bid to forge an alliance with me, a young and powerful lord. It was a bold gesture, one designed to secure my favor and, in turn, some form of support. Likely, he was angling for a defensive pact from the South, a buffer against the Crown Lands should they decide to march north.

The logic was sound. If the Queen faced threats on two fronts, Nor'Fazen's odds of survival would rise dramatically. Whether this was truly the Duke's aim, I could not say with certainty. But if I were in his position, it is precisely what I would have sought. The question had been, why offer Cladia as a concubine and not offer her in marriage? The information I possessed explained exactly why.

The Duke himself was a man of strength and steel, a leader who bore no trace of weakness. He was older, his thick beard threaded with golden rune beads in the Northern style, a symbol of his heritage and rank. Like most of his kin, he was tall and broad-shouldered, a towering presence in my study.

I greeted him with a bow and an apology. "Duke Eimon, I am terribly sorry for taking you away from the feast, but there is something I must discuss regarding your daughter, Cladia." My tone was earnest, my words deliberate.

The Duke's eyes narrowed, his suspicion plain. "Aye? An' what's this business about my lass then?" His voice was rough and thick with his Northern brogue, each word weighed down with weariness.

"She is your only unmarried daughter to have reached the age of majority," I began, laying out the facts plainly. "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, highly accomplished, and born of the second wife of a powerful duke."

He grunted, his gaze sharp. "Aye, she's a fine lass, no doubt. Ye're fortunate to have her offered to yer empty harem, aye? She's nae some common wench."

Bowing my head slightly, I replied, "Please, Duke Eimon, I seek not to offend. I know why you offer her as a concubine. I know she is barren."

His eyebrows shot up before his expression shifted, his eyes growing watery. "Aye, barren she is. Elsewise, I'd ne'er offer her as a concubine--not even fer a lord as mighty as yerself."

I placed a hand on his shoulder, offering a gesture of sympathy. "I understand how you might feel. I, too, have a daughter and would weep dearly if she were robbed of that gift."

The Duke's jaw worked as he stared at me, his emotions warring beneath the surface. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh. "Aye, I thank ye fer sayin' so. Ye'll nae take her, though, aye? That's why ye've called me here, to break this to me?"

I stepped away and poured us both a drink, the clink of glass against decanter filling the silence. "I have not made a decision yet. But I wanted to understand the nature of her affliction first. Could you tell me how you became aware of it?"

Eimon let out a low, weary groan and sank into a chair by the wall. "Ach, it's nae a tale I tell lightly, Lord Damion. She was only a wee bairn--eight winters, mayhap. We were ridin' the hills round the keep--Clads loved the horses, loved the freedom o' it. Then, outta nowhere, a bloody mountain lion spooked the lot of us. We went tumblin' hard, aye. By the gods, the beast was more scared than fierce, or it'd've been worse."

He paused, running a calloused hand through his beard. "Cladia, she fell hard--right on a jagged stump. Pierced her belly clean through. I thought she was dead, Lord Damion. Thought the gods took her there an' then. But the lass, she's strong. We rode for the surgeon as fast as the horses'd carry us, her blood paintin' me saddle red. When we got there, she was white as fresh snow. The gods spared her life, aye, but nae her womb."

He took the glass I handed him, the liquid trembling slightly in his grasp. "Every lord in the North heard the tale. Not a one came with a marriage offer. She's barren--she'll never bear a child. What use is a lass like that to a lord, eh? So aye, I had no choice. She's too fine to rot away unwed, but I'd nae see her thrown in with some harem's leftovers. If she was to be offered, she'd be first--a place o' honor. Not some common trinket fer a duke's amusement."

His voice cracked, and he took a long sip of his drink, his head bowing under the weight of his words.

"Duke Eimon," I said softly, drawing his gaze back to mine.

His eyes narrowed, his expression guarded as he braced for the rejection he clearly expected.

"I wish to ask for Cladia's hand in marriage, as my third wife," I said, with unwavering resolve.

His face twisted, first with confusion and then anger, and he rose abruptly, his chair scraping against the stone floor. "Are ye daft? Ye mock me, aye?"

I stood my ground. "I am perfectly serious, my lord. She is not a concubine; she is meant to be a wife. I propose a betrothal period of a week, during which I can get to know her. Unless there are unforeseen, irrevocable differences, I will marry her within a fortnight. Your family need not travel again. Is that fair?"

His anger softened, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Why? She'll give ye no heirs. What kinda lord marries a barren lass?"

"I already have six children and will take five concubines by night's end. My legacy is secure. Beyond the honor of having your daughter by my side, I seek an alliance with the North..." I met his gaze directly, "... with you."

His eyes widened, realization dawning. "Aye, that's it, is it? Alliances. The realm's torn to shreds, the Queen's lost her wits, an' allies are what's needed most. Aye, I'll accept yer offer." He stepped forward and clasped my wrist in a firm grip. "My wives've spoken well o' ye, Lord Damion. Ye treat yer women with respect, an' fer that, I'll trust ye with my Clads. When war comes, ye'll have the strength o' House De'Rollo."

"To Cladia and our alliance!" I said, smiling.

"To Cladia, my beautiful lass! An' to ye, Lord Dorian, the White Lion o' Val'Loren!"

We parted as future allies. I could have secured an alliance with Duke Eimon without marriage--he was desperate enough. But granting his daughter the honor of marriage, knowing her affliction, earned me not only his gratitude, but also currency among the Northern houses. Duke Eimon would sing my praises and feel indebted to me. Some might call me a fool for taking a barren woman as a wife, even as a third. However, none knew of my ability to heal her.

When Cladia bore me a healthy child, Duke Eimon's loyalty would increase tenfold. Questions would undoubtedly arise, but I could easily credit the gods for their mercy, a tale the pious northerners would gladly believe.

I met Arla in the hallway. She smiled knowingly, her eyes glinting with approval. "You've done it," she said simply.

I nodded. "In one move, I've secured an alliance with a powerful Northern house, gained a highly ranked third wife, and strengthened our position in the Game of Houses."

We encountered Cylvia on our way back to the feasting hall. Together, we returned to the dais, where I stood to address the assembled guests.

"My honored guests," I began, my voice carrying over the chatter. "I thank you for your patience. To Houses De'Rollo, May'Shire, Ba'Reef, Tyr'Shin, and Dir'Athon, I deeply appreciate the offering of your remarkable daughters, each of whom has carried herself with grace and elegance. After careful consideration, I have made my decisions."

The hall stirred with whispers, for all were aware that Cladia De'Rollo had not been interviewed.

"But before I announce my selections, I have an important proclamation." I paused, allowing the weight of my words to sink in. "Duke Eimon De'Rollo and I have entered into a betrothal agreement. The benefactor of this arrangement is none other than Cladia De'Rollo."

A collective gasp rippled through the hall, followed by enthusiastic applause.

Cladia, seated among the other daughters, looked startled. A moment later, her expression softened into a radiant smile as she stood and curtsied, her cheeks glowing a deep crimson.

I gestured for her to sit. "Miss Cladia, please return to your family."

She curtsied again, moving gracefully to rejoin her father. Duke Eimon clasped her shoulders with pride, though she immediately began whispering questions. The Duke wisely gestured for her to hold her tongue for the moment.

"With that wonderful news shared," I continued, "I will now invite Chamberlain Torval to announce my selections."

Torval stepped forward, his voice commanding the attention of the hall. "As per the tradition of the peerage and the laws of the realm, the selections for the First Bedding Feast of Earl Dorian Tor'Riken, Duke-Regent of the Tor'Ruk Valley, are as follows: Miss Dianna Dir'Athon, Miss Kimiko Tyr'Shin, Miss Louis Ba'Reef, Miss Katarina May'Shire, and Miss Sonya May'Shire."

The hall erupted in applause as the gifting families celebrated.

Torval raised his hand, calling for silence. "Lord Dorian, as benefactor, has chosen to honor the existing rankings among the selected. Therefore, Miss Sonya May'Shire will hold the official title of First Concubine within the household of Tor'Riken."

All eyes turned to Duke Corlen, who stood and acknowledged the honor with a nod. Sonya, graceful and composed, stood and bowed her head to the guests, then to me.

Torval continued, "As per the laws of the realm, the concubine contracts will now be signed by the heads of each household in duplicate and in front of the pre-signed witnesses."

Servants pushed forward small wooden podiums with contracts. One by one, the Duke, the Countess, and the two Earls affixed their signatures in duplicate, legally gifting their daughters to my household.

"The official requirements of the Bedding Feast have been fulfilled," Torval declared. "Mistress of Pleasures, please escort the lord's concubines to their new residence, where they will await their lord's pleasure."

The hall erupted into cheers, the excitement palpable.

I stood alongside my wives and raised my hands. "My honored guests, I bid you farewell, for I have quite the work ahead of me tonight!"

The guests laughed heartily, and Duke Eimon bellowed, "To Duke-Regent Dorian, the White Lion of Val'Loren!"

The hall took up the chant. "The White Lion! The White Lion! The White Lion!"

Grinning, I raised my hands for silence once more. "Thank you, you are all too kind. Please, enjoy my hospitality and, more importantly, enjoy whomever is in your bed tonight!"

The hall roared with laughter and applause as I departed, my wives at my side, knowing that tonight marked a significant step in the ever-turning Game of Houses.

The guests cheered, and as I departed, a chant of, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck..." could be heard throughout the castle.

As I walked with my wives through the quieter halls, the lively echoes of the feasting hall fading behind us, we relished the calm that followed the storm.

"That was... exciting," Cylvia said, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide with lingering amazement.

Arla chuckled softly, taking her hand. "My sweet Cylvie, never change."

I smiled at my two beautiful wives and extended my arms. They took the hint and linked their arms with mine, pressing close as we strolled.

Arla turned to me, her voice filled with satisfaction. "That went remarkably well. Five exceptional concubines to start your harem, a new betrothed, and a powerful alliance in the north. You couldn't have planned it better."

I nodded, though my mind was already spinning ahead. "No matter what this night is supposed to be, the Game of Houses never truly pauses. I'll enjoy this week and the wedding to come, but war looms on the horizon, and we must prepare."

Cylvia squeezed my arm, pulling me closer. "My love, the thought of you on the battlefield terrifies me. Horrible men trying to harm you--"

I placed my head against hers, inhaling the jasmine scent of her silver curls. "I'll not fight a battle I can't win. My aim is to save the realm, and I believe there are more allies than enemies who see the value in that. I will prevail, Cylvie. Until then, let me remind you of the love we share."

She hummed contentedly under my touch, comforted for the moment.

Before long, we arrived at the Harem Quarters. Two guards flanked the grand double doors, saluting as we passed. Beyond lay a short hallway that opened into a spacious, ornately designed common area.

The room's high ceiling was crowned with colored glass, which would bathe the space in vibrant light during the day. Tapestries adorned the walls, depicting erotic scenes of men and women entwined in passion. Yet the main attraction was the row of five concubines standing demurely before Mistress Cassandra.

The Mistress of Pleasures turned as we entered, her movements elegant and deliberate. "Lord Dorian, welcome to your Harem. How may I serve you tonight?" she asked, with practiced grace.

"Thank you, Mistress Cassandra. May I have a word with our new residents?"

"Of course, my lord," she replied, stepping aside.

I regarded the five young women before me, their expressions a mix of nervousness and determination. "Welcome to the Harem of Reapers Rock. For the next eighteen years, if all goes according to plan, this will be your home until we return to Harvest Hall. Should you require anything, speak to Mistress Cassandra or me.

"As members of this household, you will respect my wives. Arla, my first wife, holds the position of Duchess-Regent and first among you all. Cylvia, my second wife, is also to be obeyed and respected. This will remain true for any future wives.

"You will also be entrusted with the education and care of my children when necessary, serving as tutors or instructors. During those times, your role must reflect that relationship. Honor them and fulfill any duties I assign with loyalty and dedication. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, my lord," they replied, in unison.

Arla stepped forward, placing a hand on my arm. "That's our cue to leave, my love. Claim them swiftly and return to me--I want another baby." She kissed me deeply, her passion unmistakable, then turned to address the concubines.

"Do your best to please my husband. He is an incredible man who deserves your absolute devotion. Honor him, and he will honor you in return."

The women curtsied, replying, "Yes, Duchess."

Satisfied, Arla gave me one last kiss and departed. Cylvia followed with a lingering embrace and a promise in her gaze.

Turning to Mistress Cassandra, I issued my instructions. "Have Sonya and Katarina attend me in the bathhouse. The others can retire to their rooms for the night. Ensure the bathhouse is prepared--extra towels, the May'Shire maiden cloths, and anything else I might require." I winked at Cassandra, knowing she was already well-acquainted with my tastes.

She dipped her head slightly. "As you wish, my lord."

Once they left, I reclined on a set of luxurious cushions, accepting a drink from a servant. I allowed myself a brief respite before Cassandra returned.

"All is ready, my lord," she announced.

I stood, kissed her cheek, and gave her a playful squeeze of her ass. "Thank you, Cass."

She smiled knowingly and followed me to the bathhouse, where the humid air embraced me as I entered.

Unlike the rest of the castle, constructed from imposing black granite, the bathhouse was lined with pristine white marble from floor to ceiling. Dozens of ornate oil lamps bathed the space in a warm, low light.

The bath, itself, stretched forty feet in length, fed by natural hot springs, while the adjacent plunging pool offered an icy, crystal-clear retreat.

Mistress Cassandra seated herself on a stone bench along the wall, there to witness as I would take the maidenheads of my new concubines. Beside her lay the delicate dresses of Sonya and Katarina, neatly folded.

Stripping off my own garments, I stepped into the steaming waters, where my soon-to-be lovers awaited, their forms gliding through the water with graceful anticipation.

"This is amazing! I thought only the royal palace had a bathhouse," Katarina exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement. She hadn't yet noticed my arrival, too captivated by the luxurious space.

"I guess you were wrong," Sonya replied, with a teasing tone. She floated effortlessly on her back, her incredible figure on full display as the water rippled around her.

"It's not a widely known thing, but it's also not exactly a secret," I interjected, stepping into the warm waters. My voice caught their attention, and both women turned to face me, their surprise quickly melting into radiant smiles.

"My lord, this is wonderful. Thank you!" Katarina said, her gratitude clear as she began to wade toward me. The water cascaded off her elegant curves, and her eyes sparkled with genuine delight.

Sonya followed closely, her movements languid yet deliberate, her gaze holding a glimmer of mischief. "We are truly fortunate, my lord. You've already begun spoiling us."

I smiled. "I thought you might like it."

Sonya stood as well and pulled her wet hair backward from her face, her elevated arms pushing her large breasts up in an appealing pose. "The Lady Arla and Lady Cylvia must love coming here with you, my lord," she said, in a teasing tone.

"Would you feel honored if I said you were the first?" I said, cocking an eyebrow.

"You honor us, my lord," Sonya said demurely, cocking her head seductively.

"We would like to show you how honored we are," Katarina said, liking her lips.

I reclined down to the edge and slipped into the bath. The warm water rushed over my lower body and stopped at my waist. I waded towards them, arms out wide, welcoming Katarina to my left and Sonya to my right. Their soft breasts pressed against me as I held them.

"I am at your mercy, ladies, don't be gentle," I teased.

I turned to Katarina and kissed her deeply, while Sonya took hold of my semi-hard cock, something she was already familiar with. She stroked my hardness with gentle but firm strokes, an indication that she was well-trained. Katarina moaned over my mouth as our tongues danced, her hand stroking my chest, drifting slowly down to join her sister's.

Breaking my kiss with Katarina, I turned to Sonya, her golden eyes flashed with desire as I kissed her deeply as well, my tongue thrusting in her waiting mouth. Katarina, leaned down and started kissing my chest, sucking on my nipple before coming back up to kiss me hungrily as my lips departed her sister's. Her hands reached my thick cock.

She gasped, "Sister! You weren't jesting, he is huge."

Sonya, for her part, smirked, "I told you, did I not?"

They both stroked me as we kissed. I groped their firm asses, enjoying the feel of their bodies against me. I nudged them closer together and looked at each of them, my desire clear. Without hesitation, they leaned into each other and kissed, at first tenderly and then passionately. It was incredible to watch them enjoy each other's lips as they continued to stroke my cock.

Soon their kiss ended, and panting with desire, they looked at me. "Did you like that, my lord?" Sonya asked, with mischief in her eyes.

I stood against the edge and raised myself unto it, sitting with my engorged cock steaming in the air. "I have been thinking about you two... together... like this... since you spoke of how your sister... assisted you in your training." I stroked their cheeks, "It is fair to say that I find the sight of you two kissing to be very pleasing."

Katarina stroked up my bare inner thigh. "Oh, my lord, we do much more than just kissing," she said, and then bit her lip in desire.

"Oh, I am counting on it," I said, as I watched Sonya move between my legs.

She reached for my cock, steam rising from the thick rod. "Can I finish what I started earlier?"

I chuckled. "Only if you share with your sister. I want to feel both of you on my cock," I said, my voice thick with arousal.

They giggled and came forward, and they worshipped my prodigious member. I spread my legs wide, making room for them. Sonya went low and sucked on my sack before licking my base. Katarina kissed my shaft and licked up to my tip. She was the first to take me into her mouth. She sucked on my head greedily before passing me to Sonya whose full lips enveloped my cock as her golden eyes looked into mine. They made turns, sucking, kissing, and even coordinated both their lips over my head at the same time. It drove me mad with lust.

"Oh gods, you have been trained well," I moaned.

I could have let them take me to full climax, but I wanted my first load to be deep inside my first concubine. I wanted my cream to fill her as she screamed my name in pleasure. So, I gently pushed them away and stood up, grabbing some towels and laying them on the floor. "Katarina, on your back, Sonya on top of her."

They looked at each other and giggled with excitement, then obeying my orders, they exited the bath and lay on top of each other, their breasts pressed together in a lusty image. An arousing position that had two moist slits awaiting my attention.

"I want you to kiss and caress each other while I make you both ready," I ordered.

They cooed in unison, "Yes, my lord."

The sounds of them kissing and moaning as they explored each other's bodies filled the bathhouse. I got on my knees and started to gently rub Sonya's cunt. Her outer lips were moist and hot from the bath, while her inner lips were slick with arousal. She moaned, as I massaged her virgin pussy. Bending down, she made an audible gasp when my lips reached her sensitive quim.

"Yes, my lord. Devour me, please--" she said, before Katarina kissed her passionately.

That I did, as I expertly licked and sucked on her cunt from behind, often licking up and tonguing her asshole. My free hand rubbed Katarina's slick folds, her pussy was so wet for me. Sonya's nectar flooded her tunnel and tasted like watered-down honey while Katarina's own saucy snatch was drenching my fingers. Expertly, I applied different techniques to the two women. My mouth and tongue stimulated the outer lips and clitoris of Sonya's pussy while my fingers delved into Katarina's and caressed her special place.

Soon, I had them panting and moaning. They whimpered and begged, "Oh gods, my lord, so good, please don't stop," Katarina begged.

"Your mouth feels so good on my pussy, my lord. Just like that, I'm so close," Sonya said, breathlessly.

It did not take long before they climaxed within moments of each other, both their lower bodies spasming and shaking in pleasure. I worked Katarina's spasming pussy while it squirted slick juices over my hand.

"Oh fuck! Ahhhhhhh!" she cried out, her pussy clamping down on my fingers.

Watching these beautiful, noblewomen climax, made my cock so hard that it hurt. I wanted nothing more than to plunge my manhood into both of them and fuck them with abandon. However, I was well-trained and patient. Focusing on their pleasure, I extended their orgasms for several long moments before bringing them down from their highs with gentle strokes, decreasing the tempo and easing them down slowly.

After a few minutes, their moans subsided, and their breathing eased. "By the gods, my lord!" Sonya said in a simple statement.

I watched my two gorgeous concubines, their bodies sleek with sweat. Their firm breasts smushed against each other, an erotic display that set my desire aflame.

"That was, that was..." Katarina said before I finished her sentence, "... only the beginning."

Standing up, I took the maidenhead cloths from Cassandra, who smiled approvingly, but otherwise made no comment. Placing the one down on the towel and pushing the other, the one marked with Sonya's name unto my cock. I took Sonya's hand, who looked up at me. "I want you to ride me."

She smiled and licked her lips, "Yes, my lord. I would love to."

I lay down on a set of towels and beckoned her over. She smiled and bit her lip in anticipation. Kneeling over me, she took hold of my thick manhood and positioned it at her soaking-wet opening, lowering herself. As the thick head of my shaft spread her lips, she moaned. Slowly, she sank unto my member; her pussy lips spreading wide, her moist insides giving way to me.

She moaned, "So big. Your cock is spreading me wide, my lord!"

My cock sank deeper into her pussy, the recent orgasm making her slick and welcoming for my prodigious girth. As the head of my cock reached her maidenhead, I instructed her, "Now press down gently but firmly, and don't stop."

She did as I commanded, a warrior as she was, this did not faze her, and she took me fully as she dropped on my cock. Her eyes scrunched in discomfort, and she moaned a soft, "Fuck!"

Her abrupt approach caught me off guard, "That is one way to do it. How does it feel?"

With her hands resting on my abs, her fingertips brushing lightly against my skin, she paused and took a slow, steadying breath. Her impressive breasts rose and fell, her expression softening as she seemed to savor the moment. Then, her lips curled into a radiant smile, and she looked down at me with a mixture of warmth and mischief in her eyes, "It tickled a little, but now..." She gyrated her lovely hips, my manhood swirling inside her, "... mmmm, it feels so damn good... so full!"

I gripped her hips gently, my fingers pressing into the soft curve of her ass. The warmth of her skin beneath my touch was intoxicating, and I could feel her body respond. Her breath hitched slightly, a subtle sound that sent a thrill through me.

"Good! Now ride me, Sonya! Show me what this amazing body can do!"

She smiled down at me, her eyes gleaming with a mix of confidence and mischief. "A challenge from my lord?" she teased, her voice silky and playful. "I could never refuse."

At first, her movements were slow and deliberate, as if savoring the moment, her hips flexing smoothly, plunging my cock in and out of her moist opening. The warm light of the oil lamps reflected off the water, casting golden hues across her moist skin, creating an enticing sheen on her amazing body.

"By the gods! You feel amazing inside, my lord!" she said, arching her back with her hands moving to my chest. Her arms squeezing her glorious tits together in an incredible display. The sight of her riding me was mesmerizing, and I couldn't help but smile back at her, admiration and anticipation intertwining in my mind.

Katarina reclined casually against the smooth marble edge of the bath, her hair cascading over one shoulder as droplets of water sparkled on her skin. Her tone was teasing but laced with curiosity, as she tilted her head slightly, a playful smirk curving her lips.

"Having fun, sister? Are you enjoying our lord's... prodigious manhood inside you?" she asked, her voice soft and melodic, yet carrying an unmistakable edge of mischief.

Sonya, her hips not missing a beat of her rhythmic plunges unto my manhood, glanced back at her sister, her cheeks flushed and her expression a mix of determination and exhilaration. "You could say that," she replied breathlessly, the faintest moan escaping her lips. "Though I imagine you'll find out soon enough."

Katarina chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I'm in no rush," she replied, stretching her arms languidly, displaying her incredible body in a glorious pose of relaxation. "I quite enjoy watching you fuck our lord. It's entertaining... and educational."

Sonya shot her a wicked grin. "Well, why don't you come a little closer. Our lord's talented mouth seems unoccupied. I'm sure he won't mind getting a taste of that juicy snatch."

I chuckled and looked at Katarina, beckoning her over. Her playfulness was replaced by eager desire. Biting her lower lip, she crawled over and started to kiss my chest, licking on my nipples, her eyes on mine. She smiled wickedly and sat up and licked her sister's nipples.

That's when I felt a gentle squeeze of my balls. "Mmmmm, fuck!" I groaned, in pleasure. It appeared Katarina had sneaked her hand around her sister's bouncing ass and was massaging my sack.

I chuckled, as I looked at Katarina. "Oh, you sneaky little vixen... get that sweet cunt on my face," I growled.

She giggled, "As you command, my lord." Moving with a languid grace, her large breasts jiggling enticingly, she moved to my head, lifting her right leg and swinging it over my face, facing her sister.

Her wet pussy smelled of sex as it draped over my mouth. I tasted her for the first time, feasting on her secret garden as I felt her sister bounce her impaled quim up and down my shaft. Her powerful hips proved well-equipped as she soon penetrated herself over and over on my cock with a quick, steady rhythm. Her pussy was tight, and each thrust covered my cock in her slick nectar, the sound of which became ever more lewd with each downward plunge.

My hands roamed Sonya's body, cupping her great tits before I moved them to Katarina; I grabbed her ass as my tongue delved greedily into her virgin quim. The bathhouse was filled with our lovemaking; Sonya's pussy slapping down onto my cock with sticky wet slaps, the shared moans of pleasure from the May'Shire sisters only interrupted by the occasional kisses they shared.

"Oh my gods... mmmm... Sonya, I can't believe we're doing this?" Katarina said in between her moans of pleasure. "You look... so... mmm... unbelievably beautiful... riding him... like that."

Sonya moaned, "He is so big, Katarina. His cock is amazing!" She paused, moaning in slightly higher pitch before continuing, "I can't wait to watch him fuck you!"

"Yes!" Katarina moaned, "I can't wait for him to fill me up! His tongue... mmmm... is he is so fucking good with his tongue, sister!"

"Fuck! Ugh, I know; our lord's reputation is, indeed, deserved! But his cock, my gods Katarina, his cock is even better... oh fuck!" she gasped, as I shifted my hips, grabbed her amazing ass, and took control of the thrusting. She squealed as her balance shifted. "Oh fuck! Yes, my lord! Harder, fuck me harder!"

I pumped up and into her like a stallion in heat, shoving her into Katarina's tits. I gave Sonya's ass a nice firm slap and was rewarded by a gasping moan and her begging for more, "Oh fuck, my lord, yes. Harder, more, do it again, please."

I slapped her again, harder and fucking her harder; soon, both of them begged and moaned for me not to stop.

"Don't stop, my lord! Don't stop fucking me with that huge cock!" Sonya screamed.

"Oh shit, my lord! Don't stop! I'm so close!" Katarina cried out.

Katarina was first. Her legs shook violently as her juices leaked all over my face. "Oh gods! Mmmm, I'm... fuuuuuuck!"

I let go of Sonya and halted my thrust. She whimpered and sat up, grinding herself on my shaft. I gripped her sister's hips and held her against my mouth, not allowing her to escape. Her body spasmed as her climax roiled from within her cunt out to her whole body. She tried to escape my grip, but I held her until she begged me to let her go.

"Please, my lord, no more!"

I let her go, and she slumped off of my face. Without Katarina's pussy in my face, I saw Sonya in her full, sweat-covered glory. She wordlessly leaned down and kissed me. Our tongues battled each other's as I grabbed her ass again and fucked her with renewed vigor. With my sole attention on this Amazonian goddess, she did not last long.

Soon enough, Sonya cried out in a loud, curse-filled exclamation as her pussy spasmed around my cock. With a grunt of passion, I slammed my cock deeply inside her, and allowed my own climax to finally erupt! My cum flooded her womb in a torrent!

"Yes! That's it, Sonya! Take my seed, take every drop!" I shouted.

"Oh fuck! Oh my gods! Yes! I can feel your seed filling me up! So much!" she cried out!

My overwhelming arousal was laid bare as a massive build-up of my cum was finally unleashed. My cream filled her womb instantly, the excess cum squirting out from where her pussy lips rested on my pelvis.

My climax lasted a long while before I was done. Sonya, exhausted, collapsed unto my chest, her magnificent breasts pressed against me. The soft flesh, slick with sweat, struggled to find purchase against my own sweat-covered chest.

Sonya, whose head rested on my chest, laughed softly, "Oh my gods! My lord, that was incredible!"

I stroked her head and looked over at Katarina who was recovering from her own climax. I enjoyed the feeling of my cock softening in Sonya's cum-swamped hole. I stroked her back, "It was indeed! Your pussy is flooded with my seed! Not bad for your first time, don't you think so, First Concubine?"

She lifted her head to look at me, and I felt her pelvic muscles massage my cock; more of my cum oozed out from her. "Mmmmm, it was unbelievable, my lord!" she said seductively, leaned in, and gave me a deep kiss, her hand stroking my hair.

She giggled and turned to her sister, "I can taste you on him, my sister... you taste very nice, as always!"

I smiled, "Sweet, isn't it."

Katarina, for her part, was lying on one of the towels; looking at me, she gasped and placed her hand over her mouth, noticing her expelled juices all over my face, "I am sorry, my lord, I did not mean to."

I shook my head, smiling, and waved her over, "Come, taste for yourself."

Sonya sat upright, but seemed content to keep my softening cock inside her. Katarina leaned in, and we kissed passionately. I cupped her hanging breast and squeezed it gently. I pulled gently on her nipple as she gasped against my lips.

We broke our kiss, and she seemed almost breathless from the arousal. She sat up and stroked my hand which was still rubbing her breast, "Watching you fuck my sister was incredible. You two looked so beautiful together."

Sonya smiled at her sister, "Mmmm, I can feel our lord's seed in my womb. It truly feels amazing, his cock fills me so wonderfully." Sonya turned to me, "Will you fill her pussy with your cock next?"

I slapped her ass, as she gasped in shock, "Of course." I rolled us over so I was on top and gave her one last deep thrust, to which she moaned, "Oh gods!"

I kissed her again, and then I pulled out as I rested on my knees. I pulled off the maidenhead cloth and scooped as much of the excess cum from my cock I then wiped Sonya's cum-covered pussy with the cloth to add to the permanent stain that would show her as a fully deflowered and claimed concubine.

I stood up and pointed to a small, hollowed-out stone feature with a small stream of water flowing in a short arc, "Sonya, there is a bidet over there; use the stream to clean yourself." Looking at Katarina, "Stay here."

Placing the cloth on a plate next to Casandra, who smiled proudly. I winked at her and walked over to the bath, and lowered myself into the hot water, making sure to clean myself quickly before getting out again. My body then steaming from the hot plunge. I must have been a sight as Katarina looked at me with a hungry expression.

Standing over her, I smiled, cupping her chin, "Get me hard, my dear. I am going to take you next."

She giggled in excitement, "As you command, my lord."

Kneeling on a folded towel I left for her, she took hold of my semi-erect cock and started working it, first with her firm strokes and then with her mouth.

"Yes! Take me into that beautiful mouth! Get me nice and hard, so I may claim you as mine!" I could see shivers passing down her spine.

"I cannot wait, my lord," she said, her eyes excited as she took me back into her mouth.

My cock was stiffing very nicely as Sonya returned. "That little fountain is very useful, my lord, and the water is nice and warm."

I smiled. "Come here, lover," I said seductively, as I gestured with my arm for her to stand with me.

She moved to my side and leaned into my embrace; I kissed her deeply before saying, "Does she not look beautiful sucking my cock like that."

Sonya giggled, "She is doing a very good job, my lord. Will you give her a reward for her labor?"

I chuckled, "She does deserve to be rewarded." I gently cupped Katarina's chin, "Go stand up against the wall, my beautiful Katarina."

The obedient concubine did as she was bid and stood by the wall, pushing out her ass seductively. I gave Sonya another kiss before I moved towards the bench. Picking up the second maidenhead cloth, I placed my cock through the stitched opening. Coming up behind Katarina, I pulled up her left leg and placed it so she could balance on the stone bench lining the wall.

I reached around, cupping a full breast in my right hand, while my left glided past her stomach to find her eager quim. I kissed her neck and then nibbled on her ear, "Are you ready for me, my Katarina?"

Her breathing was elevated as she moaned, pressing both her tits into my hand and trusting her groin into my palm, "Oh gods yes, my Lord Dorian. Take me! I am yours!"

I strummed her moist lips with my fingers, eliciting a shudder of pleasure, "You are so wet for me! Your sweet juices are running down my hand. You must really want me."

She quivered and groaned in pleasure and frustrated desire, "Yes, my lord! All I want is for you to take me, to fill me with your powerful cock!"

I chuckled, "You have been such a good girl. You pleasured my cock with skill and have been very patient." I turned my head to see Sonya lean against the wall next to us, her sweat-covered body glorious to behold.

"She's so ready, my lord. Her body yearns for your cock, your seed." She gave me a seductive smile, "Will you deny my sister the pleasure of your wondrous manhood?"

I smiled and whispered to Katarina, but loud enough for Sonya to hear, "Your sister wants me to fuck you. I think she wants to watch; I think it turns her on to see you being pleasured. Does it turn you on, knowing your sister will witness the stroke that takes your womanhood?"

Katarina moaned, as I sank two fingers into her soaking wet slit, my other hand pinching her swollen nipple. "I... it does, my lord. I see her looking at us. I would love nothing more than to share this moment with my beloved sister."

"Then let us share this moment." I adjusted my hips, bringing my rock-hard cock to her entrance; with my fingers, I spread her lips wide and slowly glided my thick shaft into her moist tunnel.

She moaned louder than she had all night, "Yes... oh gods!"

As my thick cock pushed deeper, spreading her wide, Sonya leaned closer to her sister's face, placing her hand over Katarina's. "Isn't his cock amazing, sister?"

Katarina was panting louder as my cock pushed deeper into her virgin tunnel, "Oh my gods, sister! I can feel it stretching me wide. I... I can feel him pressing against my maidenhead."

Sonya kissed her sister, soft and tender, "Remember your training. When our lord pushes through, there will be some discomfort. Your quim has been thoroughly prepared, it should be short and fleeting." Katarina nodded, and Sonya looked at me, "Take it, my lord. She is ready."

I smiled at my first concubine; already, she was showing her quality. I gently but firmly pushed against her sister's hymen, it gave way, and my cock was bathed with warmth. Katarina gasped and her face grimaced slightly before relaxing.

"He... he's through," Katarina whispered, and then moaned as my cock continued to slide into her.

"That's it, sister, you belong to Lord Dorian now! The White Lion has taken you as his own," Sonya said tenderly, stroking her sister's wet blonde locks.

My cock sank deeper into her. Slowly, her pussy was stretching wider than it had ever been. "Your sister is right, you are mine now, my Katarina. Before the night is over, you will take all of me, and I will fill your womb with my seed."

She gasped as my cock pressed forward, "Oh gods, yes. You are so big, my lord! It feels so full. I want all of you inside me!"

I chuckled, "Is that so?"

She looked at Sonya with a challenging smile, "Yes, my lord. My sister took you to the hilt. If I fail to do likewise, she will never let me hear the end of it."

Sonya laughed, "You better take every inch of our lord's cock! You are his now! That delicious pussy is his to conquer." She looked at me, "I can see our lord's desire, as soon as he fills you to the brim he is going to rut into you like a beast. Is that what you want? For our lord to plow you as hard as he can? His huge cock slamming into your tight cunt, over and over!"

"Yes! That is what I want! More than nothing else, I want him to... oh fuck!" My cock reached the end of her tunnel, my cock pressing up into her cervix. "I'm... oh fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Her pussy gripped my cock like a vice as her body shook in a violent orgasm. My cock flushed with warmth as her fluids ran in rivulets down my shaft and over my sack, dripping unto the moist floor.

Her legs shook as she rode out her first penetration-induced climax. "That's it, Katarina! Cum for me!" I growled, as I kept my upward pressure on her cervix.

Moments passed before she was able to speak coherently again, "Holy shit, that was... fuck!"

Sonya chuckled, "I know, right?" She looked at me, "Our lord's reputation is well earned."

I smiled at Sonya and beckoned her over; she pushed off the wall and stood next to me, kissing me deeply. My cock was still a few inches from being fully sheathed inside Katarina. However, the time for gentleness was over.

Pushing up against the entrance to a woman's womb, or the cervix can be a different experience for many. Some find it painful, some indifferent, and some derive great pleasure from a good cock slamming into it. Katarina was the latter.

"I'm going to start thrusting, Katarina. Slow at first and then hard and fast. Are you ready?" I said, my voice thick with desire.

She looked back at me with pleading desire, "Yes, my lord! Fuck me, please don't stop until you fill me with your hot seed!"

I didn't hesitate, I pulled back my cock and slammed it into her. She cried out in pleasure, "Oh fuck! Yes, my lord, harder!"

I sped up my thrusts, each one slamming into her, and she was soon moaning and cursing her pleasure like a slut, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes! Harder! Oh my gods!"

I thrust into her hard and fast for long moments, it was somewhere around her second orgasm when the base of my cock reached her lips. She had finally taken all of me.

"Ah fuck!" I growled, "Good... girl! You... have taken... all... of... me!" I grunted, in between my powerful thrusts.

Sonya was kissing my shoulder and squeezing my ass all throughout my powerful fucking of her sibling. She moaned into my ear, "Will you fill her with your seed, my lord? I can feel your urgency. You are so close, aren't you? Fill my sister's slutty cunt with your seed!"

Katarina cried out, "Yes, oh fuck! Yes! I want your cum! Please fill me up!"

I slammed into her with renewed vigor, I wanted to make her climax once more before I filled her to the brim with my cream. Soon, she shook violently and cried out a glorious scream of pleasure with another powerful climax. Her juices sprayed out from her cunt and dripped loudly on the ground. With a final powerful thrust, I unleashed a flood. "You... are... mine!" I declared, and sprayed my hot seed deeply into her cavernous cunt. It filled her womb almost instantly and quickly spilled out from her pussy in a few squirting shots.

"Oh fuck! I feel it! I feel his essence inside me! Oh gods... it is amazing!" Katarina cried out.

Sonya, who was standing by my side throughout, slipped her hand down and squeezed my sac firmly, increasing the pleasure of my orgasm.

"Oh fuck!" I grunted.

I looked at her with desire and kissed her as she massaged my sticky ball sack.

"Did you like that, my lord?" she asked in a sultry voice, after our passionate kiss ended.

My eyes rolled into my head as she continued to squeeze my balls with the last few twitches of my cock, "Fuuuuck," I moaned, before chuckling, "that was a very nice touch!"

She smiled wickedly, "It is my purpose to please you, my lord!"

I kissed her again, and she squeezed my balls again, eliciting another groan from me. Katarina, for her part, was still shaking slightly from her powerful orgasm. We stood there for long moments, my cock softening inside her, my hand gently massaging her full breast, while her sister massaged my sticky ball sac.

I groaned after another deep kiss and pulled my drenched cock from Katarina's gaping pussy. She was still unsteady, and I eased her into a standing position, turning her around and embracing her into a hug as I kissed her deeply. She melted into my arms.

"Thank you, Katarina. That was special," I said.

"Mmmm, thank you, my lord. It was special, I will treasure this moment forever." She smiled at me.

I smiled and lifted a golden tress from her face. "When you are ready, go clean up at the bidet." She smiled, and with more steady legs, walked towards the specially designed water feature.

I took hold of the maiden cloth, pulling it free of my cock, scraping all the excess fluid from my shaft. I placed the sticky cloth on a tray next to the one belonging to Sonya. Casandra rose and curtsied, taking the tray with her. Her official task as a witness had concluded.

I turned to Sonya, who stood against the wall, her hands behind her back, with a wicked smile on her face. The buxom slut was ready for more. I smiled devilishly and gestured with my head towards the bath. She pushed off the wall and joined me as both entered the bath. The hot water splashed against my skin as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I placed my hands on her amazing ass and enjoyed the feeling of her incredible body pressed up against mine.

It did not take long for my cock to harden once more. Feeling my cock hardening between us, she slipped her hand from my neck and gripped my engorged member, placing it at her opening. I entered her with ease as she wrapped her legs around my waist and sank fully unto my rock-hard shaft.

"Gods, I love your cock," she moaned, as I started to slowly fuck her in the water.

I chuckled, "And I love your tight cunt!"

Gripping her waist, I slammed my cock into her, over and over again, as we kissed.

A feminine hand caressed my shoulder, and I turned to see Katarina's beautiful face. She stood on her tippy toes and pulled me down for a sensual kiss.

"Do you want me to join, my lord... or just watch?" she asked, with a sultry smile.

I thrust into Sonya a few more times, "I wasn't sure you had any left in you tonight, I fucked you rather good just now. You eager for more?"

She chuckled, her hand finding its way to the base of my cock where she gently caressed my sac, "I don't think I will ever get enough of you, my Lord Dorian."

I smiled and kissed her again before pulling my cock free from Sonya, who whimpered in disappointment. I gestured for them to follow me. Once we exited the bath, I handed them each a towel and grabbed one myself. As I started to dry myself, they looked at each other with raised eyebrows and did the same.

Once we were reasonably dry, I gave the girls a cocky smile and beckoned them to follow. I made my way towards another door on the left of the bath, one several feet right of the door leading to the freshwater pond. "This way."

They followed me eagerly, and when I opened the door, there was a short corridor right of the entrance and parallel to the bath. The corridor was designed as a moisture barrier between the bath and the room at the end of the hallway. When we entered that door, it revealed a bed chamber. Similar to the bathhouse, the floor, ceiling, and walls were made of smooth white marble. Several rich mahogany dressers lined either side of the room, while exquisite rugs covered the floor. At the back wall in the center was a massive bed in a half-moon shape, covered in rich red velvet.

I turned to the ladies and gestured to the bed, "After you." The two beautiful young women giggled and jumped onto the bed. They wasted little time as they kissed each other passionately while caressing each other's bodies. I watched as Katarina spread her legs wide for her sister, who eagerly started to lick and suck on the woman's juicy cunt. Sonya had her amazing ass up in the air; she looked over her shoulder and wiggled it salaciously at me, inviting me to partake.

The sight was delicious, I wanted nothing more than to thrust my cock into that waiting pussy. But instead, I knelt down and started to lick and suck on her ripe quim. I savored her taste as she moaned along with her sister. I enjoyed her moist opening before licking up and finding her tight puckered hole.

"Oh gods, my lord! Yes, lick my ass!" she moaned.

Katarina giggled, "The lord is going to enjoy that part of my sister. She is, indeed, a little anal slut."

I chuckled, "Is that true, Sonya? Do you enjoy a little attention to your rosebud?" I said, as I tongued her asshole.

She moaned, "Yes... mmmm, my lord. I was not... lying when I said... my rear enjoyed... special attention."

I smiled, "Well then." I stood and moved to a collection of tassels by the entrance, each labeled for a specific bell to be rung in the servant's residence. I identified the one I needed, and I pulled on the rope.

I then walked over to one of the dressers, opening it to show a collection of ornate wooden containers. Picking up the one I sought, I brought it to the bed. I undid the golden latch with a click, and opened the small box to reveal several polished silver carnal implements. My eyes focused on the three silver butt plugs, polished to a reflective shine and in three different sizes. Picking up the smallest one, I caught Sonya looking over her shoulder. Seeing our new toy, she smiled with a wink and went back to pleasuring her sister and wiggled her ass to show she was eager to play.

I chuckled and sucked on the plug, lubricating it with my spit before teasing her ass with the toy. She moaned, as I pressed it deeper and shivered when her puckered hole swallowed the bulbous tip. She purred as I worked the implement around her anus and shot me a challenging look over her shoulder, "You'll need a bigger one, my lord."

I chuckled and cocked an eyebrow; fishing in the box, I pulled out the plug two sizes bigger. I gently popped the smaller plug out of her ass and lubricated the larger plug with my spit. She groaned in pleasure when the new toy stretched her puckered hole twice as wide. The plug was at its apex, nearly as thick as my own impressive instrument. I kept working the toy and had Sonya squirming when I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in," I called out.

A young servant woman entered, placing a tray with a container on the table beside the door, and left. "Finally!" I said, and stood up, walking to the tray. I retrieved the ornate ivory flask before returning to Sonya's plugged asshole.

I popped off the cap, removing the special implement attached to the inside. It was a smooth piece of ivory, shaped like a hollowed-out tooth. From the smooth rounded tip to the wide base, it was hollowed throughout. I removed the plug from her ass which gaped only slightly upon removal. I tilted the container slightly over Sonya's rectum, pouring a small amount of oil over her clenched opening. She shivered as I rubbed in the slick fluid into her opening, using the plug to aid me. Once I was satisfied, I placed the implement on her rosebud and pushed it in.

"Mmmm, that feels good. What is that?" she asked, looking over her shoulder. Her sister was splayed out in heaven from having her sister devouring her quim.

I looked up and smiled, "Just a tool to help lubricate your lovely backdoor. I want to make sure it's nice and open for me."

Once the tube was deep enough, I poured oil into the opening. The tool worked as a funnel, guiding the oil into her anal chute.

"Mmm, I can feel it... coating my insides... " She giggled, "Will you fuck me now, my lord?"

Katarina groaned in frustration, "Sonya, lick more, talk less!"

Sonya turned back to her sister. "Such an impatient little slut," she teased, but did not delay and went back to feasting on her younger sister's moist opening.

As amusing as the sisterly interplay was, I was hyper focused on the then-well-lubricated rosebud in front of me. I was not done with my little anal whore and chose to keep playing with her. I fished a new item from the ornate box, a rigid set of silver anal beads. I went straight for the biggest one, with each bead being as thick as the biggest butt plug. I licked my lips as I pushed the first bead into Sonya's oiled-up sphincter. She moaned as the first bead popped in, but started to shiver as I popped in another and another, a total of five thick, metal beads.

As I popped in the fifth and last bead, her head whipped up and she gasped, "Oh fuck!"

Her sister was panting hard and seemed very close; she grabbed a handful of Sonya's hair and pulled her back down into her soaked crotch, "Don't you dare stop, sister! Keep licking me like a dirty whore, let our lord play with your delicious ass. But don't fucking stop!"

"That's right, Sonya, don't you dare stop pleasuring your sister! No matter what I do, you will keep feasting on that succulent cunt! I want your sister screaming while I fuck you!" I ordered. I grabbed hold of my rock-hard cock and entered Sonya's dripping pussy. Her pussy was soaking wet, and her juices oozed out as I glided my cock all the way to its base. She cried out in pleasure into her sister's eager quim. I could feel the added pressure of the anal beads within her ass. I pulled back and slammed my cock into her.

I heard a muffled cry of, "Oh fuck!" Which I enjoyed immensely. With one hand keeping the beads deep in her ass and the other on her hip, I started to thrust in and out of her. Each thrust pushed her face into her sister's groin. Katarina, for her part, had her head arched back, her hands gripping Sonya's head between her legs, her own pleasure building closer to climax.

I was only a few dozen strokes in when Katarina reached another climax. "Oh fuck! Don't stop! Fuck, I'm... ahhhh." She bucked, trying to dislodge her sister's face, but Sonya held her down with her powerful muscles; even as I pounded her pussy, she did not neglect her sister's orgasm. Sonya kept Katarina's climax going for a minute or so before she released her sister.

Katarina rolled away, her body twitching from the powerful orgasm. With Sonya free of her responsibilities, I started to really hammer her cunt. She cried out in pleasure, "Oh fuck! Don't stop, my lord! Harder! Fuck, I'm so close!"

Only a few powerful strokes later, I felt her pussy grip my cock at the start of her orgasm, I pulled the first bead out of her ass, and she spasmed, her orgasm rocking higher, and her cries turned into wordless high-pitched cries of pleasure. As her orgasm seemed to be near an end, I pulled another bead from her oiled-up ass, triggering another climax. I did this over and over until I reached the final bead. I slammed my cock deeply into her and unleashed my own powerful climax; only then, did I pull out the last bead.

She cried out in a high-pitched keening, "Holy shit... I... oh... my... gods!" [

"Fuuuuuck.... arghhhhh!" I cried out, my cock erupting, filling her womb once more with my seed. Her air-tight, stuffed cunt squirting out a mixture of her own nectar and my overflowing cum. The clank of the silver beads echoed through the room as I dropped them on the marble floor. Both of us were covered in sweat and breathing heavily, my cum dripping unto the bed covers, as I held unto her hips for balance.

It took a few moments before any of us spoke. "By the gods! That was incredible," Katarina said, as she looked at me. She had apparently recovered from her own orgasm and was lying on her side, her gorgeous body displayed for me.

She sat up and crawled towards me. Her full breasts swayed as she moved. Reaching me, she sat up on her knees, placed her delicate hands on my chest, and kissed me. She had such lovely lips, and her kissing skills were very well-honed. She broke the kiss and stared into my eyes, "You are incredible, my lord. Tonight has been beyond my wildest expectations."

I licked my lips, then grabbing her gently but firmly, I pulled her in for another kiss. I grabbed a handful of her firm left breast, enjoying the feel of her. I broke the kiss and stared back into her beautiful eyes, "We are not done just yet."

She smiled a lusty smile, "What would you have me do, my lord."

With a cocky smile on my face, I looked down at my cock, which slipped out of Sonya with a slurp, "I want that beautiful mouth on my cock."

She licked her lips, "It would be my pleasure, my lord."

She did, indeed, suck my cock like a well-trained concubine. And when my cock was licked clean and hard again, I fucked Katarina while she licked my cum from her sister's pussy. That was where the night ended, with my cock balls deep into Katarina, pumping rope after rope of my cum into her womb. And so the first glorious night of what would be an amazing week had concluded.

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Thank you for reading my series! I truly appreciate your time and support, and I hope you've enjoyed the journey so far. Your feedback means the world to me, and I'm committed to making this story even better.

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