Chapter 48
Guinevere
My father’s rooms are musty when Robards first opens the doors.
I feel bad for giving the servants the trouble of airing and dressing them when my stay here will only be temporary, but I could not bear the idea of staying longer in Melantha’s solar.
As much as I wish it wasn’t true, it’s now more hers than my mother’s.
Once the rooms are ready, I stand in front of my father’s modest looking glass and stare at my reflection, trying to find a trace of his daughter there.
My hair, I suppose, is more or less the same, though I can’t help but feel it hasn’t regrown as long as it was before the pyre.
Everything else seems to have changed. Even my eyes are not the same, their green depths carry a bitter knowledge that was never there before.
My skin is far too pale to belong to a living woman.
Only my lips retain any color. And though I burned in the square one day ago, after a hot bath, there’s no sign of that in the smooth, unblemished curves of my body.
I have turned this household upside down, displacing their mistress and asking the servants to run after me at all hours. I would not be surprised if many of them no longer recognize me. Is it any wonder none of them complain? They are probably too scared.
I don’t belong here any longer, I belong in the Gloamwald with the other monsters.
In the reflection, I see Alaric approach. Moments later his hands slide over my shoulders, pulling my long unbound hair aside, sending shivers through me. “Tell me what is on your mind, princess. Is it your stepmother?”
I sigh. “No, but what happens afterward?”
“Why do you say you cannot rule?” He catches my eye in the mirror and his piercing blue gaze leaves no room for deception.
“What am I?”
Something passes across his face, but in a moment it is gone. “A queen. The rightful queen.”
“Maybe once, but now? I have brought nothing but trouble here.”
“That is not true.”
I turn to him and away from the mirror. “I have no wish to argue with you now.”
A pale brow lifts. “Oh? This is new. Is there something else you think we should be doing?” His hands slip to my waist, and I know he’s waiting for permission for more. How easy it is to give it to him.
“Yes. In fact, there is. I have gone too long without your mouth on my cunt.”
It is a distraction, but it is what I need right now. I love the way the smile spreads slowly over his face as he gets to his knees before me. “Is that so, princess? Well let me remedy that.”
I grab his hair as he kisses up my thigh, and I direct his mouth to the place I want him, slinging one leg over his shoulder. I sigh as the soft press of his lips and tongue makes pleasure spread through me.
Alaric’s hands on my ass draw me closer, steady me.
His mouth on my snatch is just as disorienting as always.
I’m sucked into it, lost in the feeling as he explores me.
Though he knows exactly where to lick and suck me, he takes his time as if he is enjoying all the parts, sliding the flat of his tongue along the outer lips, plunging it into my opening until my knees buckle.
I’m only too happy to forget about my worries as his lips tease around my pleasure center and finally his mouth closes over the spot making me moan. I don’t force him to hurry. Instead I close my eyes and let him please me with his mouth, with the low groans he makes as he feasts on me.
When I open them again, I find we have an audience.
Raban, Corvin, and évandre wait silently by the open window, though I see by the way their loincloths are tented they are not unmoved by the sight.
When he senses my distraction, Alaric looks up too and smiles.
“Are you all going to wait there for the rest of the night?”
Raban returns his smile and something passes between them that makes my pussy squeeze.
“Only say the word and we’ll join you, but I for one do not mind watching,” Raban says.
An idea occurs to me and I grin at Alaric. “Show me how to make them cum with my fingers like you did in the tower.”
Amusement flashes in his blue eyes. “You enjoyed that, hmm? I think they enjoyed it too.”
évandre colors and Corvin nods. “You might say that.”
I beckon Raban to me and he comes eagerly. “Raban, tonight you will be the vessel for our pleasure and the last to cum.”
“Yes, princess.”
I give him a little squeeze and smile at how his cock jumps in my hand.
Soon we are all naked, arranged on the large bed together.
I instruct Raban to lie beneath Corvin where he can take the other male into his mouth as Corvin bends over and lifts his tail, giving us access to his tight hole.
With évandre lying on his back behind Corvin, I can straddle his face and take my pleasure while I follow Alaric’s lead.
I’m wound tight already from Alaric’s mouth, so as soon as I sink onto évandre, I suck in a breath at the feel of his warm, wet lips closing around my nub.
I roll my hips until I find a position I like and try to focus on what Alaric says.
His cock juts out from his body, leaking a bead of moisture from the tip.
I’m not the only one excited by this scene.
“Be gentle at first,” he tells me, voice husky with desire. “You cannot force your way inside. He must let you.”
Licking my fingers, I press them against Corvin’s entrance, surprised when one finger slips inside easily. He sighs. Beneath me, évandre’s attentions gain speed. His hands dig into my hips.
“Now curl your finger down toward his belly and slide it carefully in and out until you find the right spot.”
It’s apparent the moment I find it. Corvin lets out a long groan. He tightens around my finger.
“There?” I ask, though I know the answer.
He whimpers.
Alaric chuckles. “Now stroke him. Find what he likes. I think he likes it fast. Let us find out.”
I begin moving my fingers in and out, pressing down with the pad of my fingertip, my curled knuckles nudging his ass on each thrust. Of course Alaric is right. As soon as I build up speed, Corvin whimpers again. His body begins shaking.
I love the feeling of being inside him as he experiences this pleasure. My pussy tightens around nothing as I ride évandre’s face.
I have to stop and look down to check I’m not smothering him, but he pulls me back eagerly, so I go back to my task.
Soon I can add another finger and another. Corvin relaxes around my hand until I can almost fit a fourth finger inside him. He keeps moaning as I thrust in and out, keeping the pressure on that innermost place.
As he grows closer to release, his arms start to shake and he drops his head. That puts his face close to Raban’s hard cock, which jerks and twitches in the air as he sucks Corvin from underneath.
I exchange a look with Alaric who pushes down on Corvin’s back, guiding him to take Raban into his mouth. A moment later there’s a moan from Raban, and Corvin tightens around me again.
He is so close. I sense it. Underneath me, my slick makes évandre’s face slippery, and the slide of my pussy over his tongue is delicious. I’m too focused to cum, though.
I call to Raban, reminding him not to cum yet either.
I have something in mind. I plunge my hand deeper into Corvin until, with a bellow, he clamps down around my fingers.
On instinct I still, waiting through his release.
It’s such an intimate moment I reach for Alaric, and he leans in to kiss me as Raban swallows Corvin’s pleasure.
Corvin collapses to his side next to Raban when I slowly withdraw my fingers. He stares up at me with a blissful smile. “You are a fast learner, princess.”
Eager to try my new skill on someone else, I guide évandre to take Corvin’s position between me and Raban.
I’m teasing my fingers over his hole as he bends over, when Alaric moves into position behind me and the thick length of his cock against my buttocks makes me shiver. “And who will please you, princess?”
Arching my back I rub my ass against him. “Can you please me without cumming? I want your ass too tonight.”
He throbs against me and the pleasure of it pools in my core until it’s dripping down my leg. “Only for you, Guin.”
He positions me in his lap as he kneels behind me and guides me to sink down over his length.
I’m breathless by the time he fills me, already eager to move, but instead of fucking me, he merely rolls his hips, reaching around me to play with the bud of my pleasure as he does.
For a moment it’s all I can do to cope with this new sensation.
My body is caged in by his larger one, and his arm around me moves me with him in a gentle rocking motion.
My head sinks back against his shoulder and he laughs softly into my ear.
“Can you continue, princess, or do you need me to take care of you properly?”
My eyes snap open and I let out a huff of annoyance. He has distracted me, but évandre is waiting. Luckily, Raban has already begun sucking évandre’s cock. When I push a finger against his hole, he groans and I slip inside him as easily as I did with Corvin.
My beautiful, sated gargoyle lies watching us, leisurely stroking his softening cock.
évandre pushes back against me, inviting more fingers.
These I give to him happily, smiling when he takes two and then three.
He is quickly overtaken when I finger him at the same pace I used with Corvin, so I slow, matching the way Alaric moves inside me gently.
Then my finger slips and he lets out a long, low cry. So he likes it deeper.
Concentrating on the new spot, I work him until he, too, is shuddering and gasping.
Behind me Alaric finally speeds his motions until I’m torn between wanting to make évandre cum and wanting badly to cum myself.