T’zaren heard her climbing it, her leather boots clicking against the steps. Then there were the mechanical sounds of adjustment as she got into the right position to reach him. Then her small, soft body was pressed against his back as she wrapped her arms around him for a hug. The shaft of the golden dildo was cool against his ass, but her body was warm and comforting.
“All right, baby?” she murmured.
“I’m fine,” T’zaren repeated but he didn’t think he was telling the absolute truth. His body was tight all over and his heart was pounding. The shaft against his ass felt so big—fuckinghuge—and he wasn’t sure if he could take it or not. But ready or not, he was about to find out.
I’m a warrior and a Stri’vor Monstrum,he reminded himself.It is a great honor to take pain from my S’rentha. It is likewise an honor to open myself to her.
Then he felt her cool, slim fingers sliding between his ass cheeks.
“It’s all right, T’zaren,” she murmured. “Just spread your legs for me, okay? Let me get in so I can lube you up a little before we start.”
T’zaren widened his stance obediently, opening his thighs for her gentle invasion. Her fingers were slick with lube as she caressed and teased his rosebud.
“Gods,” he muttered hoarsely when he felt Lucille slip a single finger inside him. He was surprised that it didn’t hurt, though there was a stretching sensation. The area was extremely sensitive and it felt strange but good to have her inside him.
“Feels okay?” he heard Lucille murmur.
“Yes.” He nodded. “Feels…good, actually.”
“Glad to hear that, baby, because here comes another.”
The second finger that slid into him made him clench his teeth but he soon got used to it. And then he felt Lucille scissoring her fingers gently inside him, trying to warm him up and get him ready.
He felt a rush of affection for her. He had never had anyone make love to him this way before—with so much tenderness and concern for his comfort. But at the same time, part of him just wanted to getonwith it—to get to the fucking.
As if on cue, Mistress Shin’dara’s voice rang out.
“That’s enough prep!” she snapped, glaring at Lucille. “I told you, I get paid inpain!I don’t want you stretching him out so he can take the shaft without a problem. I want to see you forcing it inside him so I can watch him writhe on it!”
“You really are a sadistic bitch, aren’t you?” Lucille gritted out. Since she was behind him, T’zaren couldn’t see her face but he could hear the anger in her tone.
But Mistress Shin’dara seemed unfazed by the insult.
“Of course I am,” she said coolly. “Now get on with the fucking.”
“But he’s not ready!” Lucy protested.
“I don’twanthim to be ready!” the Twainer snapped back. “Fuck him now or you lose any chance of getting thedimriel!”
“But—” Lucy began.
“Do it.” T’zaren’s voice sounded hoarse in his own ears.
“What?” she protested. “But, T’zaren—”
“Take me, myS’rentha,” he told her. Spreading his legs wider, he pressed back against her, feeling the cool golden rod against his ass again. “Do it—I’m ready to submit to you completely.” The words wanted to stick in his throat but he forced them out anyway. Gods, he couldn’t believe he was doing this and yet it was their only option!
“Well…all right,” Lucy murmured. “Hold on, baby—I’m afraid this is going to be tight.”
And then her soft fingers were withdrawn and then he felt the blunt end of the shaft sliding inside him.
FORTY-FIVE
T’ZAREN
Don’t clench up! Don’t clench up! She’s your S’rentha—just submit. Submit and be open,T’zaren told himself over and over as the golden cock nudged its way inside him. He had never felt stretched like this—never felt so opened. But the whole time she was penetrating him, Lucille was stroking his back and shoulders and giving him soft words of encouragement.
“I know it’s not easy, baby,” she murmured soothingly as she slid the long shaft deeper and deeper inside him. “I know it. But you’re doing so well. Just stay open and let me get it inside you. Open up and let me get all the way in…”