Thread: Ascension to the Heavens|Descent into Hell(Corsair and Xana)

Lily fucked Anja the way she wanted to be fucked. Hard and deep, three fingers almost thick enough to simulate a cock. Bicep flexing as she stroked into her slit, enjoying the clenching of Anjas strong, firm body. Would Zamira beg her, spread herself for her, gasp and moan like a whore as she took her? Or would she be the one taken, enslaved to her own desire, and the desires of others? Dozens of others. Fuck, the thought had her so hot and wet, quivering as the hard cock behind her prodded her thigh. She bucked back against the unseen iron rod, gasping as it pressed against her throbbing clit as it traced her needy lips. Not that she was left waiting for long, split apart on a nice thick cock. Fuck! She snarled, enjoying the hint of pain as it pounded her far wall. Followed up by a snarled gasp as her hair was pulled, arching her into the cock. Combined with the stinging bite of Anjas nails in her ass and back, Lily was delirious with nirvana, Thrusting back against her mysterious stranger. Use me. Goddess, yes, use me! Use this Paladin cunt to get off. Make a whore out of me!!! Eva was biting her lip as Mykel appealed to her. Damn, she felt like an idiot for being insecure or jealous or whatever it was she had been, and damn, it would be fun to share a pair of twins with him. Next time, maybe. Hopefully. But he told her he wanted her, and it was all she needed to hear in the moment. So she let herself be pulled on his lap, grinding her wet pussy on his erection, through his pants. Teasing him, and herself. I want you, she admitted, biting at his lip, Even if we had ended up joining that orgy, I would have wanted you. At least once, at some point in the evening. Maybe while a couple of hot blondes lick my clit. And after that, one could eat your cum out of me while you fucked her from behind. Make her scream from how good youd fuck her. While she admitted her fantasies her hands were in his shirt, caressing and enjoying the feel of hard pecs. Enjoying the feel of calloused hands tracing her back, holding her in place as she leaned back some. Dammit, I want you inside me. Cousin? Astrid gasped, staring at Clara. Staring at the Lady of the Mountain, as Verrier had so called her. My mother was Helgas sister, Clara explained, So your aunt. Which makes us cousins. She looked over the girl, smiling warmly. Family shed hardly knew, but family nonetheless. You must have been a little girl last time I visited. No surprise that you dont remember me. Astrid turned red in embarrassment, Sorry, cousin Nonsense, Clara shook her head, Whos the lucky man? Or woman? Prince Ellistair, of Landis. She explained, beaming with pride and love. Was a woman ever more beautiful than when she was in love? Well, I wish you the utmost happiness in your union. Hard to believe its been twenty years since my own wedding. Clara mused, chuckling nostalgically. Your wedding? Youre married? Astrid clarified, glancing between her and Verrier. I am. She announced, ignoring any response from Verrier. He may have laid claim to her, but he did not possess her. No one possessed her. I have two husbands and two wives. And three children. By marriage, not blood. The last admittance carried a hint of sorrow, but she forced a big smile. Sue was actually pregnant at the ceremony, and Goddess, how she glowed. Clara joined Verrier now, leaning against the mounds of gold like a chaise. When is the wedding?