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.”He cleared his throat.“I expected this.It does sting, but not as much as I thought it might.It was unfair that I had women and you never had another man.How can I selfishly deny you that? I know you love me and I love you, no matter what.”“Yes, I do, and I care for him.” There, she’d said it.“I cannot change that.This is something we can all have together.”“Together?”“Yes.The three of us.Unless, you do not want it.”“I never said that.I do not know.”“Then tell me what to do.Tell me what you want.” She looked to Canus for guidance in many of her decisions.If he disagreed with this threesome, it would make their triangular affair seem dirty and lead to broken hearts.He faced her with a look of resignation.“I worship you, and I will gladly take you before him and all the gods above.I am yours to command.”“You are not my servant.I do not give you orders.We are equals.I ask you to do this only if you desire it.”“I do, but if Macer shows jealousy and breaks this bargain, you know of what I am capable.”“That is why I am inclined to take this chance.What do you say?”“As long as you will forever be mine.”“Yes.”“Then I will do anything for you.” Canus heaved her into his arms and kissed her the way only he could.She felt the familiar swell of his cock.She broke the kiss and dropped to her knees.She peered up at him with a sly smile, almost awaiting his behest.“I like you in that position, as if I were the emperor of the house,” he said.“Well, master, let me do something for you.” She untied his breechcloth.Canus knew what Marcella was doing, and she was the best at fellatio.“Kiss it.”She licked her plush lips and puckered as she steered his stout rod toward her mouth.It twitched with anticipation of what was next.She deposited kisses from the tip all the way to the base and back again as she rolled down the foreskin, sending a spasm of ecstasy surging along the trail.He started to question if she’d done this for Macer but didn’t really care to know.He owned her mouth first, and he was restaking his claim.His heartbeat accelerated.He leaned against the wall and led her face closer to his lap.“Suck me.”She opened her mouth, and he shoved himself to the back of her throat.It was warm and moist like her cunt.Her soft lips formed a perfect vacuum seal as she bobbed her head up and down his cock, one hand cupping his sac, the other clutching his shaft.With her tongue, she paid particular attention to the sensitive indention on its underside.His pulse raced quicker than a hundred chariots.His core temperature was ablaze.He wanted to throw her onto his bunk and inject himself so far into her center she’d almost gag squealing his name, but he couldn’t.He felt he would implode if she stopped.“More, more!” he commanded.He grabbed her hair and maneuvered her head even faster back and forth until he ejaculated in rhythmic spurts, branding the deep recesses of her throat with his hot cum as she sucked him down.Chapter FiveMarcella awoke to a clear, sunny sky the morning of her wedding.Flora, her aunt, was there, standing in for her mother during the preparations, assuring that the festivities went as orchestrated.“Arise, child.We have much to do.”As was tradition, the bride was pampered in a fragranced bath.She was toweled off and perfumed before being draped in a long white tunic that covered her from top to toe.It was tied in a knot at the waist with a girdle.Her ebony tresses were separated into six locks, curled, and then coiled on top of her head.Pictrix gathered colorful flowers and wove a garland to sit atop her hair, which kept her muslin veil in place.“You look every bit of a goddess.” Pictrix held up a mirror for Marcella to view her reflection.The garland resembled a crown, and Pictrix was a master at homemade cosmetics.She used a soot recipe to darken Marcella’s lids, making her amber irises glow, and dabbed a mixture of rose petals with mulberry juice onto her cheeks.“Oh, Pictrix, you are marvelous.”“Yes, she is and you cannot get more radiant.It is time now.” Flora hugged her.“You are trembling, dear.Would you like some wine to steady your nerves?”“Please.”Her aunt motioned for Pictrix to pour them both a cup.Flora raised hers, and said, “Here is to health and happiness all your married days”Marcella gulped her drink, then inhaled a deep, calming breath.She deliberated whether Macer would renege on his promises or if Canus had truly come to terms with the arrangement.And in the end, would she still feel the same for both of them? She’d stayed too inundated with traveling and planning nuptials for the last twenty-one days to parley with her men.Today would reveal the answers or at least put an end to her recent celibacy.“I am ready.”****Macer carried his petite bride through the threshold of their dimly lit marital chamber.In his bare feet, his decorated toga swept the floor as he walked them toward the bed.“Tonight, we finish what we started in that carriage three weeks ago.”Marcella smiled and kissed him.It was longer and more passionate than their quick peck at the altar.“Mmm, you taste of honeyed wine.” He stood her up at the foot of the bed and removed the crown of flowers and her veil.From his pocket, he presented her a gold necklace of six emerald stones in the shape of an inverted triangle.“I have a token for you.”Her eyes widened.“It is magnificent.It must have cost a small fortune.” She lifted a few fallen tendrils of hair and spun around so he could fasten the clasp behind her neck.“I am glad you like it,” he said, sliding the white tunic off her shoulders.“Let me see [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]