Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“Oh, er, all right.” Celia nodded.
Ger’tha’s wiry gray eyebrows shot up.
“This little goddess isn’t producing drops?”
“I’m afraid not.” La’ver’na shook her head. “She seems to have the same problem that poor dear Sess’ely had. Which means she needs to be stimulated constantly until she begins producing and her nipples turn a proper blue.”
“Indeed, I quite agree.” Ger’tha nodded.
“Which further means I’ll expect you to make frequent checks on these three,” La’ver’na said sternly. “Her two worshippers need to be servicing her with their mouths, fingers, and cocks at all times. If you catch them not worshipping their goddess, please correct the situation at once.”
Celia felt like her stomach had just dropped. Was the unicorn priestess serious? She wanted Hold and Fierce to be touching and tasting her at all times?
And fucking—don’t forget the fucking part! whispered a little voice in her head and she remembered the scene with Sess’ely the unicorn girl being skewered by two goat men at once. Would they seriously expect her to let Hold and Fierce do that as well? They couldn’t, could they?
For the first time, Celia began to have real doubts about their current situation. What had she gotten them into, agreeing to join the Sisterhood of Peace, which was beginning to look less like a benevolent religious order and more and more like a sex cult every minute?
And it was clear that La’ver’na wasn’t kidding because Ger’tha nodded gravely.
“Yes, Priestess. I’ll keep an eye on these three,” she promised. “We’ll have the new little goddess’s nipples a nice bright blue before you know it. Well, what are you waiting for?” she demanded, staring at the three of them, since they were just sitting there. “Get to business! None of you are going to be admitted to the Sisterhood of Peace if your goddess cannot start producing the pleasure drops!”
“Yeah, we’ll get right on that,” Fierce growled. Wrapping an arm around Celia’s waist, he pulled her backwards onto the bed and covered her body with his own much larger one.
“Oh, Fierce!” she gasped, looking up at him. “What in the world—?”
“Open for me, my goddess,” he growled, looking down at her. “Let me pleasure your sweet, sacred pussy so that your breasts can produce drops for Hold and I to suck.”
This seemed to please both La’ver’na and Ger’tha because they nodded at each other and closed the curtain, leaving the three of them in relative privacy.
“Pleasure your goddess well and I will see the three of you later,” they heard the priestess call through the curtain and then the tap-tap-tapping of two sets of hooves let them know that the two unicorn women were at last leaving them alone.
32
CELIA
“Fierce, what are you doing? Get off me!” Celia hissed, bucking her hips to try and get the heavy weight of the huge warrior off her body. She could feel his thick cock branding her belly through the thin silk of her gown and it was dangerously close to her pussy.
“Shhhh, lelka—keep it down,” he murmured, his breath hot in her ear and against the side of her neck. “Let’s make sure they’re really gone first.”
All three of them listened as the tapping of the two sets of hooves retreated. When at last all they could hear was muted moans and groans coming from the other enclosures, the Dark Twin at last rolled off her and sat up.
Celia sat up as well, feeling slightly dizzy with desire. The thrumming from the Mother Tree seemed even more concentrated here on the large, round bed—maybe because she was feeling it with her whole body, not just her feet, as she did when she was up and walking.
Fierce seemed to be feeling it too because he threw back his head and growled,
“Fuck, I’m horny!” He fisted his shaft through the thin red silk loincloth and Celia thought it looked positively huge. Even bigger than it had felt between her legs the night before.
“I think we’re all aroused,” Hold remarked, looking down at his own raging erection. He had more self-restraint than Fierce so he didn’t start rubbing his shaft, but Celia could tell he must be in need.
“I don’t know—are we?” Fierce stopped stroking himself for a moment to raise an eyebrow at Celia. “Well, lelka? Are you turned on?”
Celia could feel her cheeks starting to get hot, but she lifted her chin.
“I mean…it depends on what you mean by turned on,” she said at last, not wanting to admit how aroused she was.
“In this case, I mean is your pussy wet and hot and are your nipples aching to be sucked again?” the Dark Twin demanded. “And don’t bother lying to us, lelka,” he added. “Because we can smell your heat.”
Celia glared at him. Damn their acute Kindred senses!
“It doesn’t matter if I am or not, because we are not going to be doing all those things we just saw ‘poor dear Sess’ely’ doing,” she snapped. “Besides, we’re all just, uh, aroused because of the energy of the Mother Tree—La’ver’na told me al about it while you two were dealing with the sky-lifter thingy.”