Alexandre squeezed my hand. “It’s about respect,” he said. “The dog must respect you, and he must know that you respect him.”
We continued on in comfortable silence, the dogs trotting by our side. The sun set quickly at this time of year, and soon our path was lit only by the dim lights that emanated from the castle windows. Alexandre came to a sudden stop, drawing me short. He pulled me deeper into the shadows and drew me into a long kiss. I quickly melted against him, delighting in the firm press of his body against mine.
Bardot whined quietly, and we broke apart, laughing softly. “Shall we return inside?” Alexandre asked. “It’s getting colder by the minute.”
I agreed. “It will be winter before we know it,” I said.
“Many long nights ahead of us,” Alexandre said. “We’ll have to find a way to amuse ourselves?”
I smiled, but remained silent. How long would I stay here? Surely I would need to return home soon. My father needed me, and I had already been gone longer than anticipated. Luis still called constantly, although I refused to pick up. A few days before, I had put my phone on airplane mode and hadn’t taken it off. But I knew the peace couldn’t last. Sooner or later, I would have to deal with all of it.
Étienne and Raphael met us at the door with mugs of hot chocolate and the suggestion that we retire to my bedroom, and I grinned. I would have to deal with my real life eventually, but not right now. I had other matters on my mind.
Bernard had been right: there was no jealousy among the men. I spent most of my nights with at least three of them, sometimes more. I had never known such intense pleasure. Jacques had yet to join us, but he often came to me in the afternoons, and I was eager for the day when he would take me along with the rest of his men.
Étienne, Raphael, and Alexandre wasted no time when we arrived in my bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind us, Raphael drew me to him for a deep kiss, while Étienne pulled slowly at the zipper down the back of my dress. A breath of chilly air touched my spine, and I shrugged out of the dress, allowing it to pool at my feet. Étienne and Raphael sandwiched me between them, quickly divesting me of my undergarments and caressing my bare skin. I cast a glance at Alexandre, who was watching us, desire stark on his face, one hand stroking his cock.
Étienne and Raphael pulled away, leaving me exposed in the middle of the room. I shivered slightly, both from the sudden chill and the anticipation of what was to come.
“Get on your knees,” Étienne said, and I moved to follow his instructions instantly. “You’re going to suck all of our cocks,” he said, advancing on me, and my pussy flooded.
I opened my mouth obediently, and Étienne took me roughly by the hair, fucking my mouth until I gagged. Abruptly, he pushed me away, and it was Alexandre’s turn. One by one, they each fucked my face until I was choking, my chin covered in thick drool. The three of them looked down at me, on my knees in the middle of the room, wiping at my chin with the back of my hand. My thighs were already slick with my own juices.
“Come here,” Raphael said, pulling me to my feet and backing us both toward the bed. He laid back, indicating for me to straddle him. His cock slid into me easily, wet as I was, and I let out a low moan as he filled me, rocking my hips forward. Alexandre took up position behind Raphael, facing me, drawing my head forward until I was once again sucking and gagging on his cock.
“Fuck, you’ve got a sweet little mouth,” he said, and I hummed my pleasure around his cock.
“We’re going to try something new tonight,” Étienne said behind me. “Raphael and I, we’re both going to fuck your pussy at once. Do you think you can take us both?”
Sweet Jesus. Just the thought was enough that I almost came right then. Alexandre withdrew from my mouth long enough for me to sob, “Yes, please,” before forcing his cock back in.
I felt the head of Étienne’s cock at my entrance, already stretched by Raphael. I gasped as it edged in, my body tensing at the unfamiliar sensation of taking two cocks at once. Alexandre slowed his strokes into my mouth.
“Easy,” Raphael murmured in my ear, his voice tight. “Just relax, take it in. It’s going to feel so good, I promise.”
With some effort, I willed my body to relax, felt my pussy stretched to its limit as both Étienne and Raphael invaded me. “Fuck,” I sobbed around Alexandre’s cock.