Free Rituals of Passion by Lacey Alexander

one flap was drawn gently back. The lovely Lonya peeked inside, her blue eyes wide. “Yousummoned me, master?” He was not technically a master to those he employed, but his workers often addressed him that way, anxious to please, and he couldn’t deny their ploy succeeded, arousing in him a knowledge of the power he held. He knew thatworking on his estate had become a much-sought-after situation in Rawley—he paid well, was a loyal employer, and treated most  servants like members of his household, garnering respect through the region. Now  that he was marrying the daughter of Caralon’s great ruler, that respect would multiply tenfold.
    “Come in,” he said to the petite blonde,  whose skin was sun-kissed from days of travel.
    As she stepped inside, he noticed she’d  changed into a more provocative dress.  Only the wealthy could afford the silk spun  on the silkworm farms, but her costume of thin tan leather still showed off her body to  great advantage, dipping low into amplecleavage and rising high on her thighs.
    “Did you wish me to pleasure you, master?” she asked, and before he could even answer, she dropped to her knees in the grass before him, clearly ready to undo hispants.
    He smiled. “Not me, Lonya.” Not that she  wasn’t tempting. But he  didn’t think hecould bear a woman’s affections at this point—the Giving Ceremony was too near, hisarousal too on edge. “I wish  you to pleasure Kells, the leader of my army. Do you know of him?”
    The girl’s eyes grew even bigger. “Oh yes. He is a most handsome man!”
    “He’ll be joining us shortly. Perhaps you  should take off your dress while we wait.”
    Lonya didn’t hesitate  to grab onto the hem of her frock and peel it off over her head, revealing soft round breasts, curving hips  and a pale brown tuft of hair protecting her cunt. She turned toward the tent opening,  clearly awaiting Kells, but a moment later looked over  her shoulder. “Did you wish me to pleasure him   here ?”
    Dane nodded. “I want to watch.”
    She bit her lip as her eyes sparkled with understanding.  “I will enjoy your presence,
    master.”

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    Just as she turned back to the tent flaps,  Kells stepped in from the darkness. Hestopped short upon finding Lonya kneeling  naked and ripe before him. He visibly caught his breath before shifting his glance  to Dane, who lounged comfortably in a chair behind her. “You’re most meddlesome.”
    Dane only grinned. “And she’s most eager, my friend.”
    Kells dropped his gaze back to the slightly  bronzed skin of the girl before him and spoke softly. “Is this true? Do you wish this to be, you and I?”
    She gave an enthusiastic nod. “Oh yes,  commander.” Then she lowered her eyes to the sizable bulge straining against the lacings of his pants. “ Oh   yes.”
    A slow smile grew on Kells’ face. “Very well then. Have your way with me.”
    Dane sat back and watched as the nude girl rose up on her knees to begin working at Kells’ pants. Within seconds, his cock  shot free. The two had shared women before, so Dane was not surprised to see Kells’ shaft was nearly as large as his own.
    With eager determination, Lonya began feasting on the rod, taking it full in her mouth as Kells groaned. For a moment, Dane  regretted not having noticed Lonya before now—but then he reminded himself he  would soon have a wife, and she would
    hopefully be just as eager as the lithe blonde kneeling with her round backside toward  him now. As long as his bride hungered for  sex the way he did, they’d suit just fine.
    After lavishing her affections over Kells’ cock for a few intense minutes, Lonya  drew him to the ground with her, easing him  back  on the grass. Dane’s arousal grew as  she straddled his friend’s hips, then slowly  sheathed his long, hard rod. Kells’ deep moan managed to stiffen Dane even further  and he reached down  to  stroke