Princesses in Peril #2
"Give yourself to me willingly, little princess, and I will give you pleasure such as you have never dreamed of."
When King Jeoffroi leads his army to war, he leaves his three daughters - Sidonie, Richelle, and Lisette - behind in the safety of his kingdom's strongest city under the care of his most trusted lieutenant. But strong walls and brave defenders are no match for treachery, and when a traitor lets the enemy inside the walls the city is sacked and the three princesses become spoils of war.
Princess Richelle is given to the human priests as a tithe and enslaved. While the priests' original plan was to sacrifice the princess to the Five Gods in thankfulness for their victory over the elves, High Priest Lucan convinces them to let her live - for a while, at least. To preserve her life Princess Richelle must submit to Lucan and his friends and serve them body and soul. Will she bow to them and allow them to sate their lusts on her innocence, or will she feed the hunger of their dark gods?
11,300 words. Includes excerpts from the Kelli Wolfe stories Claiming Princess Kailen, Captive of the Beast Men, Taking Kelsey, and Cinderella - The Wicked Truth.
Princesses in Peril
1. Sidonie's Tale
2. Richelle's Tale
3. Lisette's Tale (coming soon!)
“Use your mouth and hands to pleasure us,” Lucan ordered.
What choice did I have? With the thought of the torture chamber still vivid in my mind, I did my best to remember all the things Sidonie had learned on our long voyage. Fortunately neither man was as well-endowed as Sidonie’s prince, but being unaccustomed to such things I found them quite big enough.
Lucan scared me more than Arlys, so I determined to focus on pleasing him first. As I took Arlys’s manhood in one hand and stroked it lightly, I grasped Lucan’s in the other and swiftly brought my mouth to the engorged, purple head. Using my tongue as I had seen my sister do a hundred times, I licked my way from the tip down to the more sensitive edges then made my way back up again to suck away the sticky blob of pre-cum which had begun to ooze from him. With long, slow licks I made my way down his shaft, lavishly coating his skin with my spit and tickling the underside with the tip of my tongue. By the time I reached his balls Lucan’s cock was straining and twitching at every touch.
While I pumped his slickened shaft with my hand I bent my head further to tease and lick his balls. Lucan shivered at the first touch of my tongue against him there, and I squeezed his cock harder as I scooped one of his balls into my mouth and sucked on it. After a minute I sucked in the other as well, swirling them in my mouth and stroking them with my tongue until they seemed to swell, and his shaft grew even more slippery in my hand as more of his pre-cum leaked out.
His growing excitement warned me it was time to return my attention to his cock, so I let his balls slip from my mouth and pulled his head down to my lips. Repressing a shudder I forced myself to look up into his eyes, as I had watched Sidonie do countless times with her prince, and wrapped my lips around him. I took his head easily and then glided slowly down his shaft, stroking him with my tongue and keeping him bathed in my spit to make him slide into me more easily. The hard shaft ran against my tongue, and the salty taste of his pre-cum flooded my mouth. Jaws straining, I sank down to his very root until his balls rested against my chin.
With a shudder the priest reached down and placed his hands on either side of my head.
“Gods, she’s as good at sucking cock as any of the temple whores,” Lucan moaned.
Arlys only grunted in reply, his eyes closed as he pumped into my clenched fist. Lucan’s hands tightened against my face and held me steady while he rocked his hips, fucking my mouth in deep strokes while I fought to hold my abused jaw open wide enough to keep my teeth away from his skin. He was oblivious to my pain, too absorbed in taking his own pleasure to be aware of anything else. I supposed that was a good thing; as long as I pleased him that well, I would continue to live.
Watching my sister had not prepared me for what happened next. Lucan grunted and his cock twitched in my mouth, flooding my throat with his thick, salty seed. I gagged and sputtered as I fought to swallow it down before I choked, barely able to breathe around the hard shaft filling my mouth. At last, spent, Lucan pulled away and his cock slipped between my lips, still slick with a mixture of spit and cum.
"Arlys, my friend, take her mouth. You'll never have better."
I'm a nurse by day, and a smut writer by night. It's my secret identity, like I'm Supergirl or something. Only my super power is making people read one-handed.
I'm working on two new series right now. Sweet Nothings is new adult erotic romance about a group of girls who were ignored by boys all through high school but when they go to college things start to get more interesting. These are all longer stories, written as very steamy erotic romances. The Perils of Polly is about a college senior who is always getting into some sort of trouble and sex is usually the only way out. These are shorter stories with a much higher proportion of sex, a lot like the Preacher's Daughters series.
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