Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
She was just beginning to wonder if she could come, just from having her nipples sucked, when La’ver’na said,
“Stop!” in a sharp voice.
The two big warriors stopped—rather reluctantly, Celia thought, and rose to stand on either side of her. This time she couldn’t stop herself from looking down at their cocks and it was clear they had enjoyed the nipple sucking as much as she had, since both of them were standing at attention.
“Very good,” the unicorn priestess said. “Now tell me—did either of you taste the pleasure drops? They should be faintly sweet and leave a tingling sensation on the tongue.”
Both Hold and Fierce shook their heads.
“Sorry, no,” Hold said apologetically. “Maybe our lady just needs a little more time to, uh, produce the drops,” he added.
La’ver’na frowned.
“And her nipples are still not blue. This is most irregular! Most females begin producing the drops at once, as soon as they step foot in the Mother Tree.” She scowled at Celia, as though this was her fault. “You must make the pleasure drops in order to join the Sisterhood!”
“Uh, I’m sorry…” Celia held out her hands. It seemed like a strange thing to apologize for, but her inability to produce the sweet pleasure drops was clearly troubling to the unicorn priestess.
“Never mind—sometimes, very rarely—they take time to come,” La’ver’na said. “You’ll need to have your worshippers sucking your breasts and stimulating your pussy constantly until they do—it’s very important!”
“Oh, well…of course.” Celia nodded her head meekly, though the idea of having both her guys constantly sucking on her nipples and “stimulating” her all the time made her cheeks feel hot.
And what about Peter? whispered a little voice in her head. I thought you weren’t going to cheat on him anymore!
Celia pushed the little voice away. They couldn’t help what they had to do in order to survive! So she was going to at least try not to feel guilty for something she couldn’t control, she told herself.
“Very good. Let me take you to the dormitory where you will be spending your nights until you are inducted as a full member of the Sisterhood,” La’ver’na said. She looked at the Mistress of Silks. “Thank you for your help, as always.”
“Oh, anytime, Priestess!” The Mistress of Silks made a deep bow. “I’m always happy to dress new followers of the Goddess!”
“And you do a lovely job of it, too.” The unicorn priestess nodded her head regally and then gestured to Celia and her guys. “Come—let us go to the dormitory now.”
And she let them out of the small silk hut and back onto the broad road of First Branch.
29
FIERCE
Fierce couldn’t help thinking they’d landed in a damned awkward position—especially considering that Celia had announced her intentions to end their Claiming Period not three hours before. And all because she’d felt like she was cheating on that stupid, weak human fiancé of hers. How was she going to feel now that he and Hold were supposed to be sucking her tight nipples every chance they got?
Well, she was going to have to deal with it, he thought to himself with an inward growl. After all, she was the one who had volunteered the three of them to join this religious sect in the first place. So whatever happened, it wasn’t his and Hold’s fault.
Celia hadn’t protested any when they sucked her nipples, though. Fierce licked his lips—he could still taste her on his tongue! Her skin was smooth and slightly salty and the feeling of her slender fingers carding through his hair while he sucked her ripe nipple made him so fucking hard…
Speaking of that, he looked down and realized he was making a tent in the ridiculous scrap of red silk they’d given him to wear. Goddess damn it—that was fucking awkward!
Might as well go naked—it would draw less attention to the fact that I have a hard-on! he thought in disgust. Right now it was like he was literally waving a red flag to draw attention to his arousal.
Stop thinking about sucking Celia’s nipples—think about something else! Do flight coordinates and trajectories in your head, he ordered himself.
But no matter how difficult or complicated the coordinates and trajectories he dreamed up were, he could still feel his whole body thrumming with desire. Fuck—when was the last time he’d been so horny? Fierce didn’t know! And what could he do about it? Nothing. At least until he could find a place to be alone and jerk off…
“Hey, do you feel that?” Hold murmured, breaking his frustrated train of thought.
“Huh? Feel what” Fierce demanded.
“That. That kind of humming—it’s coming from the tree, I think.” Hold nodded down to the smooth, wooden road they were traveling on as the priestess lead them to the dormitory. “I didn’t notice it before I took off my boots, but now it’s really driving me crazy,” Hold admitted. “I think it’s some kind of special frequency that arouses desire.”