The Exarch & the Errand Girl Ch. 15

Adrai amused himself, his cock plunging up and down between her breasts. He evidently found it diverting, because a few moments after Rouran had discovered her pattern with Tredgar and Cadril, he grunted and pulled Rouran forward, grabbing her wrists and placing her palms on the sides of her breasts until she held herself tight around him. Cadril and Tredgar backed away.

Adrai wrapped one hand around the back of Rouran's neck. His other gripped around the base of his cock, and Rouran could feel the telltale pulse through his whole shaft, like a second heartbeat in her chest, as he continued to buck his hips, driving his cock through her cleavage.

At the apex of his thrust he groaned into Rouran's ear, and she stared down, watching as his seed burst from the tip of his cock, thick ropes of cum fountaining up like a geyser and splattering across the tops of her breasts, dripping down over her fingers as she kept his spurting cock trapped between them until he was done.

"About time!" said Tredgar, as Adrai pushed his chair back, his cock retreating, leaving the sticky wreckage of her cleavage behind.

Tredgar pulled her to her feet, leading her by her waist until she was backed up against the billiards table again.

Tredgar hoisted her up onto the table, taking a moment to squeeze one of her breasts, apparently unconcerned with his brother's cum decorating Rouran's chest. He fondled her for a moment, then pushed her down, so she was lying on the table, her legs splayed. Without a word, he grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled, tearing apart her skirt to her navel, then flipping it up, exposing her to the room.

"I hope it was worth the wait," he announced, his cock in his hand.

Rouran shuddered, cursing as Tredgar impaled her on his cock, trying not to let the delicious fullness override her senses.

"The mouth on her," laughed Adrai. "How is she, Tred?"

"Fuck," he moaned. "She's soaked."

Rouran tried not to let the comment get to her, lying there on the table while he began to pump into her, his thighs slapping against her buttocks, her breasts bouncing on her chest. Tredgar grabbed her ankles to hold her legs steady, then transferred his hands to her waist, holding her tighter against him, pulling her slightly over the edge to make it easier on himself.

In spite of herself, she moaned as he plowed into her, his cock going so deep at the apex that she felt it almost in her stomach.

"Look at her," he grinned. He reached forward, grabbed her hands, and placed them on her own breasts, then returned his grip to her waist. Rouran squeezed her tits, stroking herself, feeling how soft and sticky they were in the wake of Adrai's mess.

Tredgar's pace was developing quickly now, and with every violent thrust, Rouran moaned. His thumbs were pressing tight into her hip bones, his fingers digging into the sides of her ass.

Her legs squeezed him, her heels pressing into the small of his back without Rouran even thinking what she was doing, just making sure she shortened the time his full length had left her pussy.

She grabbed her nipples, pulling them hard as Tredgar pushed into her again, as deep as he could possibly go, her breasts rising into cones as she did. When she let them fall back, Tredgar leaned forward, sucking and biting at the bottom of them. His pace continued unabated, plunging into her as hard as he could manage.

"Fuck! Vash damn!" screamed Rouran. Her hand wound into the golden hair, and Tredgar planted his face in her torso, his tongue lashing her skin between her navel and her breasts, while he continued to fuck her with as much strength as he could muster.

It was not so long. Rouran quaked and shuddered, her climax beginning to build, but before she could even think about such a thing, Tredgar rose up, slamming his hips home.

She felt him throb between her legs, her heels driving into his buttocks, as though she were spurring him on. Tredgar grunted and she felt his whole body throb again, then again twice more before he finally stood still, his hands holding her waist, both of their knuckles white as they kept her from moving. She could feel the change in sensation as his cum filled her pussy, then watched as he pulled back, freeing himself from her legs.

His cock leapt to attention as he pulled it clear of her body, and he pumped himself in his fist, one final spurt of his seed erupting from the tip, splattering across the lips of her pussy. Rouran could only watch with fascination, her senses dulled by the drunken pleasure of her climax.

Tredgar said something, a clever and rude quip about her, though the particulars of it eluded Rouran's memory later, and the room laughed, then he stepped aside. A shadow fell across her, and she stared up to see Noab taking his place in front of her.

Noab grabbed her by the waist, flipping her onto her stomach, her breasts flattening against the felt. She felt the head of his cock press up against her ass, and the back of his hand against her buttocks as he lowered himself, his cock briefly pressing up against her asshole before continuing further down.

She gave a ragged gasp as Noab plunged into her pussy, slamming her forward into the table. He found her hair, pulling it into two great cords, as though the reins of a horse, her head arching back. Her hands slipped under her, raising herself up, her back arching, jutting her chest forward.

There was movement on the table in front of her, and when she opened her eyes, Cadril's cock was waving in front of her face. Without a word, she reached up with one hand, guiding him into her mouth, then dropping her hand back to the table. An ashamed part of her thrilled in the brothers using her from both ends at once.

Cadril seemed much more eager, perhaps because he'd not gotten a chance to finish during his previous session. His hand stroked over her head, cupping the back. The other played with her breasts, teasing the nipples hard, weighing them in his palm against each other. His cock pumped into her mouth as he kneaded and stroked her.

It occurred to her that Cadril might not have been doing any work at all, her entire motion up and down his cock caused by Noab's indefatigable pace as he fucked her.

Which might have been all to the good. She could hardly ignore Noab, and his pace was making it harder and harder to do anything for Cadril. She could feel the brute's balls slapping against her clit, and the pain from her hair sent shivers down her spine, especially whenever he seemed to find some deep, desirable place and held it for a heartbeat longer than his other strokes.

Still, as relentless as Noab was, it was Cadril who finished first. He gripped her head, holding it steady, cum pouring into Rouran's mouth, holding himself still as he shook and moaned.

As soon as he pulled his cock from her mouth, Noab reached forward and collared her around the neck with his hand, pushing her down against the table, his other hand gathering up her wrists and tucking them behind her waist. From some unknown well of energy, he began to fuck her even harder than he had before, the position leaving Rouran helpless to adjust at all. Instead she moaned and gasped and writhed and cursed with each strong thrust slamming her into the table so hard she wondered what sort of bruises would decorate her thighs the next morning.

Noab lasted longer than she could've guessed, but no man could have lasted very long at that pace.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" he cried, his hands releasing her, grabbing her waist, holding her hips still as he plunged his cock in as hard as he could. Rouran could feel every pulse inside her, or possibly his heartbeat where their skin met. Or her own heartbeat. At this point, it had all begun to blend together. Her chest was a drum, the blood echoing in her ears, her skin slick with sweat and cum, so that she could feel her hair sticking to her back and arms.

Noab grunted out the last of his cum, then stepped away, slapping Rouran's buttocks roughly. She could feel him dripping out of her, mixed with Tredgar's seed from just before. She didn't bother to even look behind her, simply lying there as the next brother stepped up behind her, his hands gripping her waist as his cock pushed inside her. The grunts and the way the man began to stroke along the sides of her breasts told her it was Adrai.

After a moment, she felt him withdraw prematurely, and there was a moment of confusion before she felt a hand reach between her legs, then slide up her backside, smearing her juices and Noab and Tredgar's cum across her asshole, before the head of Adrai's cock pressed up against it.

"Ohhh," she moaned out, shifting, trying to keep him away, but Adrai grabbed her hair.

"Anything, you said," he reminded her.

Rouran groaned, leaning forward as far as she could while Adrai still held her hair, then reached behind herself, spreading her buttocks apart. At least she could make it easy on herself.

Adrai laughed.

"Perhaps you are right, Tredgar, and she really is nothing but a Joian courtesan Lord Ked keeps to amuse himself when Lady Trali will not humor him," he said.

He grabbed a firmer handful of Rouran's hair, leaning over her.

"I'll make you scream like one, at least," he vowed into her ear.

He thrust forward and Rouran did scream, or at least shouted, as his heavy cock pressed into her. She tried to thrash a bit, but Adrai held her imprisoned, her legs pinned against the billiards table with his thighs, one of his hands wrapping around her wrists as she released her hold on herself, grabbing the bumpers of the table.

He did not begin slow, exactly, but he was certainly holding back, pumping Rouran up against the table.

"Come on, then," he told her. He delivered a hard smack to her ass. "You said anything. Enjoying it is something."

Rouran turned back to face him.

"How would you prefer I enjoy it, my lord?" she managed.

"You could take an active hand," he told her. "I feel as though I am doing all the work."

Rouran shuddered as he slammed her forward again. When he withdrew slightly, she held her position, then pushed back at the same time his return stroke began.

The intense full feeling washed over her again and she moaned, loud and throaty, in spite of herself.

"There it is!" Adrai said excitedly. "Harder."

It took the two of them a few tries before they were able to get up to a speed Adrai felt comfortable with, but by the end of it, Rouran was ashamed to find she was, indeed, screaming vocal moans at each violent apex of their motions, reinforced by the way Adrai spanked her, goading her into more, and the way he too used her hair as reins to guide her, to hold her steady as he had his way with her ass.

Then, to Rouran's great surprise, he did not withdraw on one stroke, pushing forward until she was trapped against the table. His hand released from the long mane of her hair, and she felt it wrap down between them, his fingers sliding along her clit.

"Oh, Vash damn," she cursed. She was so ready for a release, after the treatment she'd received, and yet she did not want the vai Kellers to think—

Adrai's fingers flickered across her clit, rubbing in soft, insistent circles.

"Come for me," he told her, whispering in her ear. "Come for me as I fuck your ass."

She might have sworn he summoned it, rather than ordered it, because without so much as the space to breathe, she was shuddering her way through her climax, cursing with the worst blasphemies she could muster.

He held her there for a moment, using just the hand in her hair to pull her back and forth on his cock slowly, savoring the moment. Rouran stayed bent over the table, her chest pressed into the felt, breathing hard in the come down from her orgasm.

She didn't have much time to recuperate. She felt the angle shift, Adrai pulling her backwards off the table. He squatted, dragging her with him in a rough bundle until she was sitting in his lap, his cock still firmly embedded in her ass. Then he hooked his elbows under her knees, spread her apart, and lifted her into the air. If she'd been watching, she would've been quite impressed with his athleticism, but as it was, all she could think about was how full she felt.

Adrai turned her slightly, her foot catching the edge of the billiards table, taking some of the weight off him. He pumped very slightly, and she moaned, closing her eyes. Hands grasped her breasts, tweaking the nipples until they hurt, and when she opened her eyes, she was staring into the steel blue gaze of Tredgar, standing in front of her. He dropped a hand to his cock, and stepped forward, pressing into her cunt.

If she'd been full before, this sensation threatened to overwhelm her. The feeling of two thick cocks splitting her open very nearly made her insensible. She moaned without concern, cursing Vash, Kili the Mite, Tredgar, Adrai, and anything that occurred to her, much to their amusement. They both had their hands on her lower body, Tredgar squeezing her ass and breasts, Adrai her thighs. She leaned forward and Tredgar buried his face in her breasts, capturing a nipple between his lips and sucking, making her shudder on the two cocks.

"Oh, fuck!" she cried, the sensation too much, her body clamping tight around each invader inside her.

Adrai could take no more apparently, because the will went out of him, his body tensing and she could feel him erupt inside her, making her moan even louder. He held his position for a moment, just providing support for Tredgar.

She did not have to wait long for him to follow suit, despite having already come inside her once. He groaned and he squeezed her buttocks tight, pulling her to him, Adrai's cock slipping partially out of her ass while Tredgar's pumped his seed into her. She bent her head into the crook of his shoulder, gasping into his skin, tasting the salt of his sweat on his body.

The brothers settled her on her side up on the billiards table again, letting her shake as their cum leaked out of her.

Cadril handed her another sip of dragonwater to clear her head, and she found herself inordinately grateful for it. She'd never cared for it much, but the burning liquid seemed to restore her somehow.

When Cadril took his place next to the table, she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs for him. Whether she was simply eager to get the ordeal over with, or eager to experience the last brother's cock inside her was something not even she could say.

Cadril's eyes drank her in. He'd gone soft since finishing in her mouth, but after staring at her splayed across the table, her hair spread out beneath her like a blanket, and he hardened in his hand almost without needing to stroke himself.

Rouran waited, anticipating it, watching his eyes fall to her pussy. Her own eyes followed his gaze, staring at the spray of golden hair above his cock as it pressed out of sight and she felt the head of his cock press the lips of her pussy open. They both groaned in unison as he slipped in to the hilt, her pussy well lubricated from his brothers' cum. He planted his hands on the table at her sides, and fell to his work.

Where Tredgar and Noab had been about speed, Cadril was about intensity. In another time or place—if he'd been less noble and she less common or he was just a bit older and she just a bit younger—he'd have been the man she'd have desired most to share her bed. Even as he was taking his pleasure from her body, he never forgot she was there, his gaze regarding her with a quiet intensity, watching her response to each of his movements.

When he drove hard—and he could drive hard, as she discovered—she grabbed his forearms, holding herself in place to keep from squirming off his cock, digging her nails into his skin. Her thighs tightened at his torso, her knees digging into the side of his ribs, spurring him on.

Cadril leaned forward over her, his head ducking to taste her breasts, and she arched her back, letting him suckle at her nipples. His hands threaded their way under the gap between her shoulders and the felt of the table, and he straightened, drawing her up with him so she was sitting on the edge.

She moaned again as the angle shifted.

"Vash damn you," she moaned in his ear.

"She will," he whispered back.

She had no time to process the thought, because he grabbed a hank of her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to arch her back again while he continued to fuck her at his relentless pace. She could feel the perspiration on his skin as she held onto his arms, see how his hair was matted to his face.

"Fuck..." he gasped. His pace faltered, then continued, then faltered again.

Without a word, he pushed her back down to the table, pulling out of her. His hand flashed to his cock, stroking himself, his balls pressed up against her pussy so that his knuckles would rub across her clit.

With a wild moan, he came, jets of his hot seed flying through the air, streaking her stomach in little trails that ran from her pubic hair up to the bottom of her breasts. Rouran said nothing, only watched with fascination as Cadril came over and over, each eruption nearly as violent and strong as the one that preceded it.

When he stepped away, sweat was dripping from his brow.

Rouran began to rise up from the table, but Tredgar appeared and pushed her back down.

"Where are you off to, sweet?" he asked.

"All of you had had a turn," she said.

"That wasn't the deal. We use you until we're done. Then everyone but you and the old man and his wife can go."

"Surely you've had your fill."

"Let me check." He turned to his brothers. "Who else has it in them for another go around? Cadril?"

Cadril made a rude gesture.

"I'm spent," said Adrai. "I don't know how you're managing it, Tred."

"I'm telling you, that apothecary on Nival Street. He calls it 'the bane of brothels.'"

"The bane of your wallet, more like," said Adrai.

"I could manage another," said Noab.

"See?" Tredgar said, turning back to Rouran. "Half of us are still men."

Rouran said nothing, looking away. Tredgar grabbed her legs, hoisting them up into the air until her ankles were resting on his shoulders. He leaned forward so that she stretched, and she could feel more cum being squeezed out of her. At her head, Noab clambered up onto the table.

"You ought to be proud," said Tredgar. The head of his cock pressed into her exposed asshole, coated in the semen that had spilled out her. "Not many women could keep all four of usentertained for so long. You do House vai Ullan credit."

"And you do it as the vai Ullans should," said Noab. His cock appeared in front of her face, and Rouran reached out for it obediently. "On your back."

He stopped talking as she captured the head of his cock in her mouth, her tongue slipping around the edge. She glanced up to see his eyes rolled back slightly as she worked his cock with her mouth. She looked down at Tredgar.

"Surely you will not watch all day," she chided, then returned Noab's cock to her mouth, continuing to work him, not even bothering to look at Tredgar.

Adrai and Cadril laughed.

"She's caught you out, Tred!" teased Cadril.

Tredgar said nothing. Instead, he wrapped his left arm around her legs, then hefted his cock in one hand.

Rouran cried out as she felt him press deep into her ass. The angle was not particularly kind, but that exquisite fullness washed over her again, burning away any cogent thought she might have had.

Tredgar began to plow her in earnest. Long heavy strokes into her that made her try to lift off the table, and lose her place on Noab's cock. Eventually the big man simply held her head down, fucking her lips, muffling her.

She felt Tredgar's hands massaging her breasts, and she arched her back, filling his palm, letting the sparks run from her chest down her spine to the full feeling of Tredgar's cock. She pumped Noab's cock as best she could, the angle awkward, her tongue tracing circles around his head and shaft.