Feran’s despondency fell away when he witnessed Eoshia hurrying to him. I followed, my hands clasped before me as Eoshia went behind the bar and gave her husband a fond hug and a quick kiss on the lips.
“How?” Feran asked, his eyes wide with disbelieve. He was a pure Hazian with dusky skin, a darker shade than his wife, and black hair. “I feared…”
“I was freed from the gorgon’s spell by Fiona and her husband, Seamus.” A big smile crossed her lips. “They were very heroic.”
“I was just happy to help,” I said as I sat on the bar stool. “My spouses and I have traveled here to dispatch the foul gorgon and free those who have gone missing.”
“Bless you,” Feran said, seizing my hands. “You returned her.”
“Uh-huh,” Eoshia said, her eyes looking out into the bar. She bit her lip. “Husband, I see we have a full common room.”
“Yeah,” Feran nodded. “They’ve been keeping me busy all night.”
“Let me change and wash, and I’ll be out to help you.”
“Nonsense. I’ll kick the lot out. You deserve to rest after your ordeal.”
Eoshia touched his face. “No, no. We can’t afford to lose any business. Not with the rent his lordship charges.”
Feran’s face fell.
“We’ll have time for reunions later,” Eoshia said and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “I’ll be as swift as I can, but…”
“You’ve earned a rest,” he said. “I love you.”
“Love you, too,” she said as she gazed out at the boisterous miners.
They were distracting.
Eoshia strolled across the bar and walked past the miners. I turned my attention back to Feran and smiled as he seized both my hands in his. “Thank you for returning her.”
“I’m just so happy to reunite you,” I smiled. “You two love each other so much. It’s very beautiful.”
“She’s been a big help, and the miners know not to touch her. Besides, there are plenty of younger whores for them.”
I grimaced. Men and their appetites. Sometimes I wondered if Aoifa really was a woman. She was as horny as any man.
“Is there anything you can tells us about the gorgon?” I asked.
“Let’s see,” he said, wiping his hands with the rag. “She creeps out at night. No one’s sure which mine shaft she’s using. The miners haven’t seen her by day. Only the ones that have gone missing were walking around at night alone or in pairs. Now, no one goes out after dark except in large groups.”
“But is there any part of the town that maybe they were taken from? Maybe we can figure out which one of the shafts the gorgon is using.”
“Hmm, mayhaps. I think I have a map. Hold on. I think we can try to figure this out.”
He fetched a map, and we poured over it while the crowds grew more and more boisterous. Grinding my teeth at the noise, I threw a look over my shoulder and, through a break in the mob, witnessed a topless Aoifa. I groaned. She was going to do something stupid.
“Don’t mind them. They’re just having one of the whores fuck a barguest.”
“A barguest?” I gasped and then groaned. Aoifa and her stupid lusts. “I have to attend to this, Master Feran.”
I ground my teeth as I set off to stop Aoifa, though I had very little hope of success. If I failed to rain in my sister-wife’s lusts, I would make Seamus stop her.
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Seamus
Eoshia strode by in Fiona’s robe. Her eyes met mine. Her tongue flicked across her ruby lips. There was invitation in that stare. I smiled. My cock ached in my leather trousers, inflamed by the whore being fucked by the barguest.
As much as I wanted to watch Aoifa get wild with the monster, I had a married woman to satisfy.
I waited a moment. Aoifa eyes were locked on the whore, a big smile on her lips. I gave her ass one last squeeze before I followed Eoshia. She disappeared down the hallway. I waited a moment, making sure no one watched us. Fiona was at the bar, speaking to the proprietor, Eoshia’s husband.
Her husband was skinny, with narrow shoulders. I would show Eoshia what a real man was like.
My armor clinked as I strode down the hallway. I caught a glimpse of her turning around a corner. The roar of the crowd died the farther down the hallway I moved. My grin grew, and I hurried my steps. I had been thinking of sweet Eoshia the entire walk to town.
I rounded the corner and she waited at the end of the hallway. Fiona’s robe clung to Eoshia’s body. The mature woman was made of such sweet curves. My blood roared in my ears as I marched down the hallway after the married woman.
She looked over her shoulder. Eoshia licked her lips and trembled. I reached her, seized her shoulders, and turned her to face me. Her large breasts rose and fell beneath the robe, straining the fine felt cloth. Her dusky cheeks were suffused with color. Her hand stroked my chainmail coat.
“What have you done to me?” she whispered.
“Nothing,” I grinned. “Yet.”
Eoshia shuddered. “I have just been reunited with my husband and yet…it is not him my thoughts have turned to.”
My hand caressed her sleek neck. Her pulse fluttered beneath my palm. I leaned in. Her lips raised up. She didn’t resist as I kissed her on the mouth. My hand slipped beneath her robe and cupped her large, naked breast. She sighed into the kiss as I squeezed her heavy tit. My thumb brushed her nipple and a hot shudder ran through her.
“Please,” she panted, breaking the kiss. “I’ve never been unfaithful.”
“Tonights as good as any time to start,” I told her, my hand squeezing her breasts. “You are a radiant woman. You deserve to be pleasured.”
“Pleasured?” she asked, swallowing hard.
My other hand slid down and found the belt holding the robe closed. I undid the knot and the cloth fell away to reveal her lush body. I placed my hand on her stomach. She trembled as I slid down to her shaved pussy. Eoshia sighed as I caressed the wet lips of her pussy. Not hard. I teased her.
“Pleasure. You shall remember our night together. It will keep you warm for years. Do not fight this. Let me worship your body.”
My finger stroked her hard clit. Her eyes fluttered and she let out a long sigh. “Seamus. I can’t.”
“You can.”
I claimed her lips again. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, and she let out a wanton moan. Her arm wrapped about my neck. She clung to me as I rubbed harder and harder at her clit. I savored the sweetness of her kiss. Part of me wished Fiona and Aoifa were here to share in the succulent bounty of her flesh.
Our tongues caressed each other as I circled her clit. She trembled against me. I pinched her nipple with my other hand as I brought her pleasure. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter. Her excitement stained my fingers.
“Oh, gods,” Eoshia gasped, breaking our kiss. Her arm tightened about my neck. “What are you doing to me?”
“Worshiping your body,” I grinned at her as I fell to my knees. I stared up at her beauty as my hands pushed her thighs apart.
Eoshia leaned against the wall. Her robe half-hung off her shoulders. Her large breasts heaved as she gasped for breath. My hands stroked up to her shaved pussy. I rubbed my thumbs against her flushed, swollen vulva.
“Pater’s cock,” Eoshia gasped as I buried my face between her thighs.
I flicked my tongue through her tart pussy. Only one other man had tasted this pussy. My cock ached. Her husband was not far away, oblivious to his wife surrendering herself to me. Eoshia moaned louder. Her fingers curled in my hair as I devoured her. Her hips bucked as her pleasure swelled.