Free Cecilia's Claim by Raven McAllan Page A

palpable.
    "Not at all," Philippe spoke smoothly, I just wondered
if it was yours."
    Her fist connected with his stomach, and Philippe let out an
"Oufft."
    Caleb winced and held his hand up in supplication as she turned to
him with her eyes flashing anger. "I said nothing." Her animated
demeanor aroused and excited him. This was the Cecy he knew, all fire and
vivacity. The poor shadow of herself she had seemed when they re-met was, it
seemed vanquished.
    "Ha, but I have no illusions that you did not think whatever
it was he was thinking." Cecy said with scorn. "If you persist on
treating me like a child, perhaps I should behave like one, sulk and remove my
presence. She gathered up her pelisse and without looking at either of them
shrugged it on. "Where is my shawl?"
    Caleb pointed. "Not that you need it. Cecy please listen, you
can not go back to Randall's house.
It is not safe."
    She looked at him as if he spoke a foreign language.
    "Why? Randall will wonder where I am."
    "Randall will be told you are safe. If you go into the
village, you may well not be. Remember there are people who would love to have
a hold over the local protection officer. What better way than to use you to
coerce him to turn a blind eye or more."
    He saw the moment Cecy realized he was serious. She paled and put
her hands to her mouth until with a determined effort she straightened.
    "You truly think I'm in danger?"
    "We both do." Philippe answered her soberly. "Up
until now we have reason to believe they have played a game of watch and wait.
Now it seems pressure has been put upon them to disable Randall."
      Cecy gasped and swayed.
    "His ability to do his job, love not his body." Caleb
held her tight. Her body shuddered, and he saw the spike of tears on her
lashes. "It is well known how you champion each other. What better way to
force him to bend to their will than use you as a lever?"
    "I suppose." She sounded none too sure. "Who are
they?"
    "If we knew that, life would be so much simpler. Look, love,
do you trust us?"
    "Certainly," Cecy said, surprise in her voice.
"Else I would not be here."
    "You think not?" Philippe asked.
    "I know not, or not without putting up a fight, and remember
'twas Randall who taught me to hold my own, and not in a ladylike way. I could
kick your balls so far inside you, they'd never see the light of day again, let
along provide your cock with the juices of enjoyment. That I chose not to must
prove something?"
    Caleb pinched her ear. "We overwhelmed you with our, er
prowess?"
    "Something like that." She ran
her hands down her skirt. "So, what happens? Am I to stay here? Not in
this glade I hope. I don't admire nature to the extent I wish to commune with
it all day and night."
    "Cecy listen." Philippe took her hands and drew her to
him. His swift glance at Caleb made him move behind her wedging her between
them.
    "A Cecy sandwich?" she asked, as she snaked her foot
between his legs. He held it tight. She may say she was acquiescent, but who
knew how far her docility went?
    "Naughty," Caleb chastised her and she sniggered.
"Actually my lord as I still have no footwear on I thought to give your cock a love tap." She grinned at him over her
shoulder.
    "Thank you, I prefer you do not. I'll give you a love tap
instead." He administered two sharp spanks to her arse, one on each globe.
She jumped and went to rub the spots.
    "No, no," Philippe took hold of both her hands and held
them high above her head. "We give the taps and we give the rubs. You
enjoy."
    Caleb caught the inference. "How does it feel, love, to be
caught between us, to feel my hand sting your flesh, and soothe the sting? Does
the pain change to pleasure, and fill you with the need for more?"
    "The truth, now, Cecilia." Philippe added as
he bent his head and showered tiny nipping kisses along her shoulder.
"Does it excite you and make your juices flow? Are you wet? If one of us
dipped our hands inside your honey pot would we be covered in your
nectar?"
    Cecy