“The hot, passionate lover. The one who screams my name when I pound my cock into her.
“The woman who wraps her legs around me, grinds herself against me.” He slid a finger in. “The woman who squeezes my cock with her pussy…yes, like that…until we both explode.”
He worked in another finger. Found that sweet spot, stroked it until she cried out, shuddering in his arms. “And then she kisses me.” He stopped, fingers still buried in her pussy.
AJ wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in, her mouth capturing his. Kaden kissed her back. This time, there was no tenderness in the kiss. He poured out his need, his hunger. AJ met his desperation with her own savage desire, taking his tongue in, sucking on it as though it was his cock.
Kaden pulled away long enough to maneuver them both onto the bed and roll on top of her. “Yes.Fuck yes.” He slid his fingers out of her pussy and rammed his cock in.
AJ came, the orgasm tearing through her, then came again as he rode her to his own shattering climax.
Chapter Fifteen
They chose the perfect night. Tok had planned a huge banquet to welcome the men from the caravan when they arrived, followed by a night of revelry in the Lyceum with his honored guests. All the harlots were commanded to attend, serving the feast and later providing entertainment for the buyers and the group of soldiers accompanying them to assure safe delivery of the precious cargo.
Sophia had been preparing for days, collecting herbs and then preparing a special potion she created from them. No one stopped her when she walked into the storeroom that afternoon carrying a basket piled high with fresh fruit. She’d hidden the flask with the potion underneath, drugging the wine when the guard outside the door went back to his nap. Sophia assured AJ that after one glass, the men would barely be able to stagger to private rooms with their harlots before falling into a stupor.
Dianna enlisted the help of a dozen women, all eager to do whatever they had to do to win their freedom. They planned to seduce the soldiers Tok assigned to guard duty as well. It would be easy to convince a thirsty, bored sentry to enjoy a glass of wine while a beautiful harlot sucked his cock.
Kaden had handpicked a small group of men to cause a distraction. They planned to cause a breach in the dam at the far end of the valley. While all the available manpower rushed to repair the damage, Kaden and the rest of his band would lead the caravan loaded with rare earths deep into the mountains and unload them in a cavern Kaden had found on his journey to Petra. Some of the camels would be set loose, driven in all directions to throw the men off their trail, while they used the others to make their escape across the mountains to Olympia.
Once the men in the Lyceum were unconscious, AJ would lead Dianna and the other harlots out of Petra through the narrow mountain pass, meeting up with Kaden and his men outside the city.
At first, all went according to plan. The harlots flirted and teased while pouring flask after flask of drugged wine. By the time the meal ended, some of the men were already struggling to stay awake. The women led them one by one to private rooms, stripped them naked, and tied them up. AJ saved Tok for herself.
The general could barely stand upright by the time she led him to the lush suite reserved for his use. But he had her tail in an iron grip. Once they were inside, he wrapped his other fist around her braid and jerked her to her knees.
AJ tried a coy giggle, like the one she’d heard other women use. “General, am I finally to experience your legendary mastery? The harlots all speak of the impressive gift nature has endowed you with.”
“You talk tooo mush.” He slurred the words. “But I know how to shut you up. Open your mouth, Harlot, and I’ll give you a taste of it.”
He let go of her tail and fumbled to open his gown. Pulling out a cock already as purple as the robe he wore, Tok yanked on her braid to force her head down.
Despite the amount of alcohol he’d consumed, the general’s cock was erect. AJ wrapped her fingers around it. Tok grunted with satisfaction. His grunt turned into a howl when she grabbed his sac with her other hand, digging her fingernails in as she tightened her grip.
Tok jerked hard on her braid. The band tightened around her neck, cutting off her air supply. “You just earned yourself another session in the square with Thelo…if you live through the night.”
She gasped then stared up at him defiantly and squeezed harder.
It became a contest of wills – Tok slowly strangling her as she did her best to crush his scrotum with her bare hand. The man had an iron constitution. He showed no sign of passing out, despite the amount of drugged wine he’d consumed. Or maybe the pain she could see in his eyes had shocked him into sobriety.
She couldn’t hold on much longer. The room was growing dim. She barely registered the sound of the door crashing into the wall.
Kaden’s voice rang out.
“Let her go, Tok!”
He managed a laugh. “Lethergo? Look again, Atlantean. Your harlot is determined to turn me into one of her Sacred Sisters!” He jerked the braid back. AJ swayed but never gave up her death grip on his private parts.
Kaden drew his sword. Instead of attacking the general, he sliced through her braid, leaving nearly a foot of it dangling from Tok’s fist. AJ slumped over, retching and gasping for breath as she used both hands to tear the golden collar away from her neck.
The general never hesitated. He snatched up his own sword from where he’d dropped it when they came into the room. With a wild yell, he charged at Kaden.
AJ had trained as a soldier all her life. But she’d never witnessed true mortal combat. Two foes battling to the death with primitive weapons. Broad iron blades honed to a lethal edge, clanging together with a deafening crash.
Both men fought with a vicious intensity that shocked her to the core. No clever twirling of blades. No well-rehearsed thrusts and parries. They struggled, inches apart, ceaseless attacks of brute force.
Kaden was bigger. But Tok moved in close, using his lower center of gravity and impressive upper-body strength to his advantage. He drew first blood, slashing at Kaden’s chest. Kaden twisted, taking the blow on his side.