House of Pleasure, Deborah Court [great books of all time TXT] 📗

when he was safely placed inside her body. It felt so good. Then she began to glide up and down, once, twice, then faster and harder while he took hold of her hips and pushed her down to meet his cock. She spread her thighs wider until her knees rested on the cold marble of the bench, but it made her little center of passion rub against the base of his manhood when she moved back and forth, heightening her pleasure.

Harder, faster and faster she pushed, rubbing herself shamelessly against him while he began to bite her neck and knead her breasts while he squeezed her nipples between his fingers, with just the right amount of pain to make her moan out loud. "Yes," she breathed while he began to thrust up into her so hard that she felt she was being taken by a sledgehammer, mercilessly. She felt her climax nearing, but didn't allow herself to let go yet. It was too good to feel him moving inside her.

"Tell me that I fuck you better than him," Luke whispered into her ear, his naughty language arousing her even more. "It's because I want you so much, my beautiful goddess. You need my cock inside you, it feels so right, doesn't it? We were made for each other. Tell me that I am the only one who can love you like this until you are completely satisfied."

"Ooh Luke," she moaned, throwing back her head. Her elegant hair-knot had loosened, and her long dark strands spilled over her shoulders like a waterfall. "I need you. Your strength, your passion - you know it!"

"Yes, love, I know it," he groaned, pounding into her depths, knowing she wanted it hard this time. He needed to show her that there was no other man who could give her this kind of raw, primal lust. "And I want you to come right now, Jane. Come like you never came before."

And she did, exploding on his lap while she cried out into the night, her voice softened by the sound of the falling rain. Luke's own scream of pleasure mingled with hers as he found release at the same time.

She still was contracting violently around him, feeling his love juices flooding her insides when she realized that they were not alone.

"What a wonderful sight," a deep voice said out of the shadows of a darkened corner. Ryan came slowly forward, a huge bulge beneath his tight red toga clearly indicating how much he had loved watching them play. "I just wondered, witnessing your little intimate party, if there was room for one more guest?"

Jane heard Luke's low curse at her ear, but she knew that he was excited by the idea, feeling how he hardened inside her anew while listening to Ryan's suggestion. She stretched out a hand to Ryan, making him come closer until he stood right beside her, his lower body on the same level with her head.

Ryan opened his belt and dropped his toga to the floor, showing her the whole extent of his wish to join them.

"You are most welcome, Ryan", Jane said with a delighted smile.

"Obviously you like to watch," Luke remarked as he pulled out of Jane, looking at Ryan’s huge erection with a raised eyebrow.

Ryan grinned. “Oh, yes,” he answered. “Especially when the man involved resembles me and is in the act of pleasuring such a beautiful woman. The experience was … interesting, bizarre and exciting at the same time. It was like looking into a mirror. You really look exactly like me.” He glanced meaningfully at Luke’s manhood, still aroused and moist from the previous lovemaking.

“Wrong. It is you who looks like me. I must admit that Jane’s magic house has created a very good copy. I guess you are another version of myself, specially made to fulfill her secret fantasies. But this was before I met her and came here personally.”

“I can assure you, I feel very real,” Ryan said. “Maybe I am your long-lost twin brother,” he added with a naughty smile. “But you might be right and I belong to this house. It’s strange, I don’t remember anything before I came here. I simply found myself knocking at Jane’s door one day. And I haven’t left since then. I am always there if she needs me.”

“Oh, you think she needs you?” Luke sneered at him. “Then watch this.” He grabbed Jane around the waist and made her bend forward while she clutched the marble bench with her hands. Still hard and throbbing for her, he thrust into her without forewarning. Their mingled juices made his entrance easy, and he sheathed himself into her tight passage to the hilt, pressing her towards his body so she couldn’t escape even if she wanted. Jane gasped with surprise, wriggling her hips to take him deeper inside.

Ryan leaned against one of the Greek columns, breathing heavily. He took his shaft into his hand, rubbing it slowly while he watched with raw desire in his astonishingly blue eyes.

“Watch her,” Luke commanded. “Look into her face while she takes my cock. Do you really think you could ever achieve this kind of passion burning in her eyes right now? Oh no. No matter how many love songs you sing under her window, she will always be mine. She wants me. And she knows that I am real.” He emphasized his words by rocking back and forth while his hands cupped her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his long fingers until they hardened.

Ryan closed his eyes, groaning. “All right,” he said, watching the mating couple under half-closed lids. “I will not dispute your prerogative as the alpha male. But … would you share? I adore her. She is … so beautiful,” he moaned while rubbing himself faster, never turning his eyes from her face. Her lovely green eyes had widened with surprise when Luke had started to thrust into her, but were closed now. The deep blush on her cheeks and her