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Cupid's Kiss - Chapter Fifteen
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Cupid's Kiss - Chapter Fifteen
The fires of the centaurs� encampment licked merry in the pits, the flames hissed and spat against the smoldering cauldrons which boiled with hot stew. Slaves hunched over the blackened pots, keeping their eyes averted from the activities their masters were indulging in.
They had company today, the two legged variety like themselves but they were unwilling guests. From the cacophony of enraged high pitched screams and failed attempts at fleeing, the slaves knew that the women had been brought to Aeneas lair without their permission.
The night was going to be colored with delights of the flesh and it was just a matter of time before the centaurs wove their sensual magic to subdue the females to willing subjugation.
The female slaves of the centaurs stirred the food and smiled secretly at each other. There was no jealousy gnawing their hearts. Their masters could rut for hours and once done with those fragile creatures they would turn to their sturdy slaves to cavort with. But Aeneas, the one whose arms they all craved would not come to them for he had what all gods craved- Aphrodite.
The slaves had been surprised to see the centaurs gallop home with such divine, fragile beauties and had gasped when they saw the struggling goddess of love in the bronze arms of Aeneas.
They feared for their king�s safety for kidnapping the daughter of Jupiter but his hungry eyes silenced their protests. He treated Aphrodite with the indulgence of a strict master.
He silenced her filthy tongue with a savage kiss and when she bit him, he tore her clothes off her body. His single act was so outrageous that silence fell in the camp. Aphrodite�s slaves forgot their own plight and tried to come to their mistress�s aid but were caught laughingly by the muscular centaurs and the encampment slaves muttered amongst themselves and went about doing chores as if nothing outwardly had happened.
It was merely a matter of time before the masters would turn their attention to them but they worried for their generous King, he was playing with fire- the goddess of love may be a tigress in bed but she was known to be without pity when it came to meting out justice.
As Aeneas sauntered towards his lair Aphrodite stared around wildly and renewed her struggles. She kicked him with her legs, plummeted him with her tiny fists, her red air covered his face and shoulders which he tried shake away like a dog and laughed.
He swatted her naked, rosy bottom and threw her on the ground rather roughly.
Aphrodite backed against a wall and stared at the mixed breed with a supercilious eye. The damp cold wall of the cave made a shiver pass through her body but she refused to cover her naked beauty. Breasts jutted out in sensual rebellion and her hidden cleft invited Aeneas rough invasion.
But he took his time, there was no hurry, he was a falcon trying to hunt a rabbit that fought back with the intensity of a tigress. The hunt was proving to be far sweeter than he had anticipated. She had snarled at him when he pulled the flimsy coverings and bit his lower lip when he had kissed her.
The taste of blood impassioned both of them. Aeneas stared into her eyes and licked his lower lip with his long pointed tongue. Aphrodite felt breathless; her eyes flickered towards the mouth of Aeneas�s lair and the cries of her ravaged slaves warned her of a fate that was soon to be her own.
The grunts and groans of the rutting centaurs fueled the king�s desire but he held firm control over his raging loins. All in good time, he told himself as he slowly sauntered towards the wild beauty.
He grabbed her by her long hair and breathed in the smell of sunshine and love. Nuzzling the white neck he pulled her cold body close to his warmth.
Aphrodite closed her eyes and fought against the desire that threatened to rebel against her pride. Moving her head away from him she silently stared at the fire that leaped and played in the pit and at the shadowy reflections of her non consensual taking.
She felt his rough palms gently caress her peaks and then delve into her moist crevices. He tenderly stroked her nub and smiled against her neck as she responded with a moan.
Moisture drenched her nether regions and fire licked her womb and demanded satiation. Her thighs quivered and her senses reeled. Closing her eyes she tried to remember the righteous anger that she had felt just minutes ago but know all she wanted was him.
He felt her will weaken and picked her up and carried her to his pallet. Not a word was spoken but they warred with each other with silent glares; each willing the other to back down. The falcon had caught the rabbit but the hunt was not cover yet; the spirit of the fragile creature remained unbroken.
As he laid her down on the nest of fur she caught a peek of his penis through the horse legs and sucked a breath in. She had never seen a monstrosity so inviting in its appearance. It reached till her elbow in its length, was thicker than a rolling pin and the red veins were swollen on the turgid flesh.
Aeneas grinned at her astonished expression and spoke huskily �Don�t worry. I will be careful with you.�
Aphrodite raised a rebellious eyebrow and jeered �I don�t lie with half men.�
�You don�t know what you would be missing. Your women are enjoying themselves�
The whimpering and soft mewing that drifted into the cave tempted Aphrodite.
He sweetened the deal further �You know I don�t believe in rape and this will be the biggest that you will ever have. So, how about it?�
Aphrodite crawled on her knees and grabbed his burgeoning dick. She gently licked the long muscle and took as much as she could in her mouth. Pushing the foreskin back with her lips she began to lick the tip of his penis with her tongue in smooth, deliberate strokes.
He closed his eyes and felt the delicate streaks of lightening pleasure course through his body.
She dribbled saliva down his prick, licked the whole length of it like a big sausage and when he muttered in pleasure, she knew that she was the one now in control.
Turning around she fell back on her hands and knees and grabbed his dick.
Aeneas opened his eyes in surprise and said �Wait?�
�Why?�
�You are going too fast?�
She let out a sultry laugh and pushed his baton into her hole.
Pain seared and burned her being as the delicate skin around her hole tore but she wriggled her moons tighter around the King�s drill.
He plunged in and they both moaned in pleasure. The fissures drove them insane and she found herself whimpering like her slaves.
It didn�t matter who ruled over who- pleasure was all that mattered, well, at least for now. Aphrodite thought as her shores were flooded with animalistic pleasure.
Turning her head she watched the large prick invade her with rampant savagery. Blood, mingled with mucus made her hole lubricant enough for hard penetration and made them both groan with rising delights.
Aeneas knew he was at Aphrodite�s mercy. She controlled the flow of their copulation, his prick was in her control but there was winning in loosing.
He would make sure that she knew who was in control but for now he let her have her way.
