Astarot picked up his lady and carried her throughout the hallsinto his chambers as his advisor followed behind. Latching the doorClive focused on undressing himself.
Tarot had started kissing the lady. Placing her onto the bed hiskisses were feverish and eager. Not like last time. He was slow andcalculating then. This time there was a fire in every finger. Alingering burn of pleasure in every touch.
"Being my true self always arouses me." Tarot chuckledbetween nippy kisses. The prince's hands gripped at the collar ofLee's white slip, ripping it from breast to navel.
Skipping the sensuality Tarot pressed his face to the lady's innerthighs - tearing at the rest of her slip and splitting it in two.
The Lady Lee was naked - while the Prince Astarot was stillwearing his armour. Heat grew between them as the lady started toscream from the prince's gifts.
Clive appeared. He had stripped himself naked and was nowunfastening every part of the prince's garments. It was a wonder. Theprince did not even have to move or stop his concentration to becompletely undressed. He was focused on one thing and one thingalone: his newest lady love.
Tarot felt the lady reach her peak. He pulled away and crawled tocover over her. The proof of his manhood threatening to tear in andfill Lee up in any moment.
"Are you prepared for what is about to happen?" Astarotwas whispering into Lee's ear. Her body was flushed with anticipationand breathing heavily.
Lee quivered. Her slick entrance was twitching and beggingthe dragon prince to plunge inside. But Tarot liked to tease.
"Yes - yes I am prepared, my prince!" The lady moanedher plea into the prince's ear.
Clive laid beside them. His strong arms cuddling Lee from the sideas he started drenching her neck in willowy kisses. His desire alsoprodded against her flesh - like Lee it pleaded for release.
Tarot plunged inside. Grinning, he revelled in Lee's sweet moans.He grinded against her, sweeping her body in another wave ofpleasure. Flipping to his back Tarot shocked Lee by making hertake the dominant role.
"Do you want my trusted friend as well, my lady love?"No need to whisper when you're alone. "I remember that youwanted us both." He smirked; it was one more befitting of avillain than a hero.
Lee was startled. Dumbfounded. Then she found her voice. "Iwant both of you inside me." It started as a whisper. Clive waskneeling - kisses on her shoulders - shaft touching against hisprince's; meeting him between the wetness of Lee's thighs.
Lee started. She stared into the prince's eyes. Lost in the oasis.He too found himself lost in her midnight pools. Lee yelled. Abanshee in the sheets. "Get inside, Clive. I want both ofyou. I want two beasts inside. I want you both!"
Wobbly over worked legs. Clive throbbed. Astarot released. Heatfilled Lee's body up. But there was no time for rest as Tarot threwLee to her back and quickly without a word Clive was plunging intoher instead.
Large and pulsating he thrusted over and over into her. His lengthpushing Tarot's heat deeper and deeper inside until Lee felt Cliverelease inside.
He collapsed on top of her as the Lady Lee moaned in satisfaction.But he did pull out yet. A minute later Clive slowly pulled himselfout.
The prince and the noble lifted Lee half way up so that her sexwas always raised. Only for three minutes.
Breathing still heavy - the three of them were a heap on the bed.A mash of cuddling bodies. "How long do we do this?" Leeasked, grinning.
"A week. If you're not pregnant by then there's a problem."The prince answered.
"But, Clive..." Lee was confused.
"Loyalty, my lady. Any child born of this union is Tarot's.But doubling up doubles the chances. How else do you think Tarot isthe most prolific?" Clive chuckled.
"So... six more nights... When do I get you two at the sametime?"
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Dragon Prince Astarot (COMPLETE)
FantasyIn the time of the Dragon Kings a young prince and his brothers are on a mission - breed as many dragons as possible. There's only one way to accomplish that and the Prince Astarot was not only proficient in it he was good. Really good. *This is a c...