While she had distracted by the tumulus passion he’d aroused in her moved between her legs. Suddenly afraid, Kristine tried to bring her legs back t...gether clenching her inner muscles in fear of the inevitable invasion. ‘Don’t be afraid.’ Eric said softly, pressing an amorous kiss to her mouth, his large hands cupping her face possessively. ‘You were made for this, for me and my cock.’ Kristine relaxed under the soft words and kisses, her eyes locked with his. ‘Don’t hurt me,’ she whimpered,. I love the sound that she let loose at that moment, a sound that was both a relief and an anticipation of much more to come. I could feel that she was so excited, and for me there can be nothing more exciting than to sense a woman’s excitement. She was very relaxed with her noises and I could hear the a****l enthusiasm rising from deep within her until, finally, her orgasm came, as I knew it would, loudly and with her fingers digging deep into my arms. For a few moments I kept quiet, feeling. The slavegirl’s owner was obviously still outside the room. Lacie looked down at the girl in confusion, and as she stared, the green eyed slave before her looked up, her eyes finally focusing in on Lacie’s gaze. Lacie wasn’t sure, as it only lasted for a split second, but she could have sworn the crawling slave had smiled at her then winked. Her attention was torn from the girl on the floor as the slavegirl’s Master strode into the cell. He stood much taller than Lacie, she judged him to be. Chief Cave Lion was sharpening flint blades by a small fire while Ptarmigan was caring for her children. A pang of resentment stabbed into Ivory’s chest. It was obvious that the Chief’s wife had made love with her husband during the night. Could she bear to look her lover in the face? ‘Good morning,’ Ptarmigan said sweetly before Ivory could take the opportunity to slip away unnoticed. ‘Did you sleep well?’ ‘Not at all,’ Ivory admitted. ‘All night I was thinking about you and the Chief.’ ‘The.