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Jade at the spring is more than I bargained for.
His muscles clenched around Rowyn's cock, intensifying his orgasm, prolonging it until Kieran, too exhausted and oblivious to move, collapsed on the bed, floating and flying as Rowyn continued pumping into him.
"May I cum, Domina?" he asked breathlessly, his thrusts coming harder and faster.
Mere seconds later, Rowyn sunk all the way into him, as far as he could go, throbbing and trembling as he shot his seed deep into Kieran's body.
Kieran found himself mildly disappointed when Rowyn pulled out, missing the pressure of his cock in him, but was comforted when the older man collapsed on top of him. The warmth and weight of him felt amazing, and Kieran never wanted to move again, for the rest of his life.
"Holy fuck," Rowyn panted, kissing Kieran's shoulder lightly.
Charis chuckled softly. "Did it feel good?" she asked.
Rowyn laughed in response, nibbling the back of Kieran's shoulder, a move that sent chills down Kieran's spine.
"His ass feels just as amazing as his mouth," Rowyn said. He moaned softly as Charis lied down beside them on the bed, moving closer to her and pulling Kieran with him.
Kieran was more than willing to move closer to Charis, wanting to feel the length of her body just as he felt the length of Rowyn's. Lying between them, his entire body still throbbing, he felt warm, and safe, and protected.
Cherished. He felt cherished.
Like he was more than a hole to cum in. Like...
Like he was a man.
He didn't even realize he'd fallen asleep until he woke up, confused at the sunlight streaming through the window. Surprised, he sat up to find himself alone in Charis' room, in Charis' bed. He'd fallen asleep in her bed?
She'd allowed him to sleep in her bed?
"Ah, you're awake," she said cheerfully, startling him. He whirled around to see her walking out of the bathroom, wearing only a robe, pinning her hair up. "I was just coming in to wake you. Come here, I want you to bathe me."
Eagerly, and somewhat stiffly, Kieran rose to his feet. He was sore, but pleasantly so, and was reminded of the night before. It was almost as if he could still feel Rowyn inside him and Charis beside him.
He walked into the bathroom to see that the tub had already been drawn. He took her robe and helped her into the bath, then stepped in, himself.
He liked bathing her. It was quiet, and peaceful, and comfortable. Such an intimate act, and it gave him the chance to really study the woman who owned him.
As his hands moved across her body, over her curves and her scars, he couldn't help but admire her. So strong, so powerful, so graceful.
And he marveled at how relaxed she was. Of the many differences between her and Dryas, Kieran noticed that the biggest one was the difference in comfort they felt with themselves.
He'd never noticed it before, but now that he was with Charis, he realized that Dryas had never been particularly comfortable with himself. Like he always had something to prove, he always had to reassert his manhood, his position as a Spartan nobleman, his position as Kieran's owner.
There had been no quiet, comfortable moments like this because Dryas could never be comfortable with who he was.
Charis, on the other hand, was self-assured and confident, and completely comfortable with herself. She never had anything to prove, she knew who she was. She could sit back and relax and enjoy the presence of her slave without having to remind him that she was his owner. She could enjoy these quiet, peaceful moments because she was at peace with herself.
It was incredible, the difference it made. Kieran was convinced that, even though Charis was trophimi, she was ten times the Spartan his former owner would ever be.
Perhaps that's why Dryas had been so rough with Kieran.