Free Pillaging Elinor's Castle [Elinor's Stronghold 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Berengaria Brown Page A

hips to get maximum depth in her. He drew back a little and slapped her thighs, first one side then the other. Her hot cream was flooding over his prick, making him more and more desperate to explode, but she wasn’t there yet. This time he slapped her on her cunt across her nubbin. She flew apart in his arms then, her body shaking in pleasure, and with relief, he blasted his seed into her. It always amazed him how much seed she generated in him. He should have run dry long since, but with Lady Elinor, he always had more to give her.
    As soon as he pulled out of her, Lord Rhys was there, pushing Lady Elinor flat to the bed and slamming his prick into her ass. She wiggled back on him, wanting more, even though her body was still shaking with her release from Hammond’s fucking. Hammond watched, amazed, as she grabbed his limp prick and urged him to put it in her mouth.
    He moved closer to her, filling her mouth with his worn-out weapon, knowing she’d have his sword sharp again in no time. He pushed a hand under her body to hold her breast, and her nipple was still as hard as ever. He rubbed her nipple, pulling it, elongating it, rolling it between his fingers, and she pushed her breast into his hand as she sucked his dick ever deeper and harder into her mouth.
    Her body was now on quite an angle, as Lord Rhys was plowing her ass enthusiastically and had his fingers in her cunt as well.
    Hammond moved his hips, pushing his prick in and out of her mouth, while her soft breast and hard nipple filled his hand.
    Elinor was making little gasping noises around his prick now, and he knew Lord Rhys was about to bring her to her pleasure. Her ass shuddered, and Lord Rhys slammed into her again and again. Hammond shoved two fingers into her cunt with Lord Rhys, wanting to feel her release.
    Her hot cream poured over them both, and the excitement of it made his seed blast from his prick and into her mouth. Never had he known a woman as fulfilling as her. He was honored to share her with Lord Rhys, and he enjoyed Lord Rhys fucking his ass occasionally, too. He was a very, very fortunate man.
     
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    The children had reported that Lord Jeffrey’s soldiers were working in the fields alongside the peasants, and the families had returned to their hamlets. All the men had joined together to rebuild the few burned homes, but the children continued their watching, guards were still doubled, and the sewing women came daily to the castle to work on the banners.
    Lord Devon had formally sworn allegiance to Lord Rhys in front of the entire community of the stronghold before the people had returned to their own homes. The letters Father Augustus had received had nothing but praise for him and his family. Elinor was very relieved. She’d hoped he could join them. An extra soldier was always welcome, but a noble doubly so.
    Father Augustus had been cautious, but had agreed to teach two children to read and write. He watched the children very carefully and finally chose two he believed clever enough to cope with the difficult task. At the last moment, Rhyannon had asked to learn, too.
    “If I don’t understand as fast as the children, I’ll not delay your class, but I really think I’d like to learn. All I have for a dowry is my mother’s jewels. If I could help my husband in the running of his property, it might help me gain more status and respect.”
    “That’s very true,” said Elinor.
    Again, Father Augustus took a long time to reply, but in the end he nodded. “Very well.”
    The stronghold slowly returned to normal. Summer was almost over, the crops were gathered and secure, houses readied for the long, cold winter, the animals and their needs taken care of. But Lord Jeffrey was still under close surveillance as no one trusted him.
    Wade, Hammond, Rhys, and Lord Devon spoke over and over again about each of the men in Lord Jeffrey’s household, and about the lord himself, his wants and needs.
    “It’s as though a maggot