All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

He reached up, smirking again, and grasped the side of her thigh, leaving a wet splotch on her dress."At-ta-ta-ta..." she winced and pushed his hand away. "You'll get my clothes wet.""Then take it off."It was her turn to scoff. "So that was the plan, was it?"He didn't smile, and she wasn't sure what to make of his serious expression. She shrugged and kept him in the corner of her eye. He watched her as she pulled away and untied her belt... only to refold her skirt at the waist to lift the hem to mid-thigh.She noted that his face was still strangely impassive. "It seems to me it would have been easier to just take it off." He rumbled."And let you get away with that? Hardly." She soften her rebuke by slipping in closer. She leaned against the back of his shoulder, bending one leg beneath her and letting her other foot dangle down into the water. He accepted the conciliatory prize and massaged the offered calf. She considered reciprocating but found she was presently too comfortab

There was a sudden knock at the door that caused them both to start. She laughed brokenly, both at the consistency of Demitri's poor timing and the expression on Thelios' face. It was clear he was thinking along the same lines as she."Damn it, Demitri! You had better be bleeding to death out there." He growled out.She tried to stifle her laughter behind her hand. She ended up choking on it since his hand was still squeezing between her thighs.Even through the door the smile was evident in Demitri's voice."There's someone here for Calliope my Lord. Should I send her away?"He turned and arched a brow at her when she tried to wriggle out of his grip. He sighed and released her, allowing her to rise and collect her dress. "I suppose not." He grumbled. She caught his baleful glare and tried not to smile."I'm sure it won't take long. And it might be important."He answered with another glare and an unconvinced growl as he finally turned away and slipped back into the bath.She paused

Thelios was watching her, and she wondered what he was smirking at as he accepted a cup of wine from Demitri. Demitri then helped himself to the wine- as well as to her seat. She gave him a 'look', which he returned with a wink. However she was more than happy to settle in next to Thelios when he motioned for her to join him.They ate in silence, though it was anything but uncomfortable and everyone seemed content to let it stand. Demitri made himself at home on her vacated couch while she and Thelios restarted their game between bites.She lost and Demitri took over her part as she reclined with a sated sigh, stretching out along the couch and sliding her feet behind Thelios. He was leaning forward with his elbows on his knees but reached over to run an absent hand over her bent leg, never taking his eyes from the board. She watched as he threw a three and chuckled at his sound of annoyance.She leaned in and stole his wine cup from where he'd left it on the table and rubbed her ankl

"I won't." She whispered back, tipping back her head and turning her mouth until it brushed against his jaw.His hand returned, still teasing, but she was content for the moment to let it be, focusing instead on the sensation of his other hand gently fondling her breasts. They were still tender and she bit back a wince when his grip became firmer. She could feel his lips and breath, incongruously light against her neck and she tipped her head to give him access to her throat."Still tender?" Another hot whisper, another shiver.She couldn't bring herself to speak, but nodded breathlessly. He left off his caress, sliding his hand lower to rest over her stomach. She tensed, concerned that he might once again pull away. She needn't have worried however, as his other hand made up for the loss by finally squeezing her sex, pressing his fingers into the furrow and teasing her entrance with delicious pressure. They slid upward, pausing to firmly grip and roll her sensitive nub."Tender here

He pulled out and away from her, leaving her empty and trembling on her elbows and knees. She made no movement or sound, except a soft gasp as he returned, and without preamble slid back inside of her now hyper-sensitive flesh. Her eyes fluttered closed and she tried to breath deeply and calmly. He had to yet to find his own pleasure. They weren't done just yet.He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up-right and flush against his chest as he rocked back on his knees. She groaned as the weight of her body forced her as far down his shaft as she could take him and waited for him to grab her waist or hips and begin to piston into her as he had done so often in the past.But he didn't. Instead he remained almost still as she listened to his harsh breathing, and felt his cock twitch and throb inside of her. He merely held her there, filling her, with his arm wrapped tightly around her."Thelios?" She whispered, her voice a tremulous rasp. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the embrace