Claiming Her Freedom by V.C. Lancaster

Author:V.C. Lancaster [Lancaster, V.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

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Morning eventually came, though neither of them slept. Elle had kept her promise not to let him inside her, though he had eventually started begging. They’d both ended up naked, and she’d lost count of her orgasms. Borial had become enamoured with them, though Elle didn’t fool herself that it was anything other than his heat talking. His work with his hands was so-so, he got distracted too easily. His oral, though, was world-class. He was the perfect balance of fierce and demanding, needy and giving. It was a hell of a job getting him to leave her pussy alone when she couldn’t take it anymore.

He called her ‘Mistress’, and he begged her to fuck him, to give him relief. She did, three times. She used her hands, her mouth, and she’d ridden him, slicking his hard cock through her slippery folds while he thrashed and begged some more. The biological forces that rode him wanted to come inside her, and she was not opposed, but she wouldn’t do that to him.

She understood why he’d always taken her translator. She didn’t forgive it or condone it, but she saw now that he was a completely different person when in the throes of these attacks. She liked this one better, truth to be told, even if he was tireless. He would come and be on her again in seconds, face buried in her hair, as if he couldn’t get close enough.

Sex in a tent, or almost-sex, left a lot to be desired. She was glad he hadn’t been too interested in being on top, or she’d be bruised for sure. She also had to accept that Limba and her males must have heard them. Elle had forgotten to be quiet, and Borial had only had one thing on his mind. But… she didn’t really care. It felt rebellious. Even if Limba thought Elle was keeping Borial as a slave, there could be no doubt that she took good care of him. She hoped she’d shown Limba a thing or two, maybe opened the eyes of her males a bit.

She just hoped she hadn’t made them feel worse.

Borial was sleeping finally, so even though Elle could use some of that herself, she forced herself up and out to get some food and water. When she opened the flap of the tent, she found one of the water bottles on the ground at the very edge of the tent, obviously put there for them. There was only a couple of inches of water left in the bottom, but considering how hard it had been to gather enough for everyone, it was very generous. She knew who had done it too, and it wasn’t Limba. Elle looked across the small clearing to the tree Limba’s mates had claimed as their parking spot. All five of them were sleeping in a haphazard pile, her two blankets failing to cover them all.

Her heart broke a little bit. The gesture of giving away their small water ration

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