They move to the Sorceress without hesitation. The red and green knights each take one of her nipples into their mouths, while the black knight kneels before her and buries his face between her thighs. It’s obvious he’s pleasuring her with his tongue…licking her pussy.
I feel my pulse start to race and my forbidden area is suddenly feeling hot and wet. It’s the exact thing that Valen has said several times he wants to do to me, but I know I shouldn’t let him. It’s wrong—isn’t it?
The Sorceress doesn’t seem to think so. She moans openly, throwing her head back, her hands tangled in her husband’s hair.
“Ah, that’s good, my loves. Darrin…Fenric, suck a little harder, won’t you? And Horatio…” But whatever she’s about to say to the black knight with his face between her thighs ends in a moan. “Ahh…So good, my love!” she moans. “You have such a talented tongue.”
I shift uncomfortably, shooting a sidelong glance at Valen. He’s watching with heavy-lidded eyes and I can see a definite bulge in his trousers. I guess watching this makes him hard? Goddess above…
Why shouldn’t it make him hard—it’s making you wet, isn’t it? whispers a little voice in my head. And somehow my eyes return to the sight of the Sorceress being pleasured by all three of her husbands at once.
I want to look away. I know I should. But I cannot. I’m frozen—caught between shock and fascination. How can she do this right in front of us? And why am I still watching?
She takes her pleasure without shame, without fear. This is her throne room, her power. These men do not command her—they serve her. And she revels in their devotion.
Is this what red beard at the Slaughtered Lamb meant? That here, in this place, women rule and men obey? I remember him saying that the Sorceress believed that women ought to be in charge and how he laughed as though it was a silly notion. But the three muscular knights bending to her will don’t seem to think so.
“Mmm, I love a woman who knows exactly what she wants,” Valen murmurs and gives me a look.
Heat coils low in my belly and my cheeks flame as I remember the things we did together last night. The way he touched me and made me come so hard…the way I sucked him. Goddess above, I shouldn’t be thinking such things…
At last, the Sorceress taps the heads of her lovers. The red and green knight both withdraw, letting her tight pink nipples slip from their lips but the black knight between her legs keeps licking until she tugs at his hair.
“Enough, Horatio, my love,” she says breathlessly. “For I must attend to our guests.”
At last, with obvious reluctance, the black knight pulls back and rises. His mouth and chin are shiny and wet. He steps back and I can see between the Sorceress’s legs. Her pussy lips are swollen and dark pink, opening to show the pearl of her clit—clearly the black knight pleasured her well.
All three of them take up places around her, like an honor guard and she smiles approvingly.
"Very good, my husbands," she says with a regal nod. Her cheeks are pink and her pale eyes are bright with pleasure. “Always so willing to serve. How did I get so lucky to have all three of you?” Then she turns to me. "And now… why do you not have your man pay you obeisance?"
"Oh… um…" I’m suddenly filled with confusion. I can’t let Valen do those things to me—especially not in front of stranger, can I?
Before I can answer, Valen steps forward.
"Indeed, my Mistress. I would be more than happy to pay obeisance to you,” he rumbles, his eyes dark with desire.
Panic surges in my chest. I can’t do this! Not here—not now!
"And I would welcome your, er, ministrations. Except I'm so very hot and dusty from the road," I say quickly, stepping back.
The Sorceress laughs. It is a sound like silver bells tinkling.
"Ah, of course. Forgive me. You must refresh yourselves. One of my husbands will show you to your rooms."
"Thank you, Lady…” I trail off uncertainly. What honorific or title would be correct? I don’t want to offend her by misnaming her.
“You may call me Lady Thornmere,” she says, smiling gently. “For the forest is my home and my heart and I am its guardian. Now go, and be renewed. We shall speak again soon of what you seek."
She gestures to Horatio.
"Take them to the Easternmost Bough."
The black knight bows. "Come,” he says to me and Valen.
Since there doesn’t seem to be anything else to do, we follow him.
But still, I feel the echo of the Sorceress’s pleasure humming in the air around me and I have to wonder…
