Highlander's Game (2 page)

              “Aye, why would you be so inclined to believe those rumors? Curious, perhaps?” He moved closer, pleased by young Jocelin's quickening of breath. “Have I gone too far to believe you'd partake in our festivities?”

              Jocelin felt the eyes of the others on her, but instead of feeling the usual sense of insecurity of being ogled at, she had the overwhelming feeling that she'd just come alive. It was as if she'd been reborn. She couldn't deny her utter attraction to the kilt wearing Scotsman and had difficulty continuing to stifle a moan that wished for reprieve from the place in which she held it.

              The ruggedly handsome Callum and his proclivity for living life on the edge of reason was more enticing than all the riches in the land. His bare chest showed the telltale markings of a man who prided himself on hard work and manly activities. Jocelin considered the arms that may soon hold her should she choose to give in to the temptations before her. She licked her lips at the thought of being ravished by the Highlander. The sudden, desperate urge to have something that she did not know was at the ready for her, sent chills through her veins.

              Had this opportunity been made available only a few short days ago, Jocelin would have run for the hills and sought cover from the absurdity of it all. But, now, she found herself pleasantly surprised and intoxicated by that which she'd never once considered in all her years. What the clansmen and the chambermaids were offering was more than a simple girl could have hoped for. Their proposition would awaken all possibilities and would serve to feed the insatiable appetite for human connection that Jocelin had craved for far too long. Throwing caution to the wind, she acquiesced and offered herself to Callum and the group of hungry hopefuls.

              Beginning with her new gown, Jocelin released one strip of fabric at a time, signaling for the now scantily clad women to assist her. Sophie moved swiftly, the heat in her eyes, and with knowing hands, gently skimmed the chilled flesh as she wrapped her teeth around the end of the top of fabric strip and tugged.

              The two other chamber maids, Chloe and Emma, fell to their knees, nipples erect and throbbing mounds moistened with expectation. Each placed their small, firm hands on the underside of Jocelin's gown and moved it up in a slow fashion, allowing the men to gain full view of Jocelin's milky skin and firm thighs.

              The eager Highlanders watched, lips slightly parted and their cores brimming with anticipation. Unbeknownst to Jocelin, this was a game these men and women had designed specifically with her in mind. Callum had always had a keen interest in the beautiful Jocelin. Her dark locks and alabaster skin appealed to him on many levels. He'd kept an eye on her and her sometimes irreverent antics. He resisted the urge to claim her as his own many a time, opting instead to delight in impure thoughts of the maturing lass, awaiting the moment until she was ready and much more willing to succumb to his worldly desires.

              Jocelin's spine tingled in response to the heat penetrating from those in her present company. One by one, the women took their time using their smooth fingers to explore untouched regions of her body. The sensations were intoxicating and created a stir that released warm, silken liquid from Jocelin's pulsating lips between her legs.

              The men moved closer, their breathing rapid and wanton. Each pulled a woman to him and ravaged her in fits of unadulterated passion. Their throbbing cocks plunged into the desperately wet lips of each of the chambermaids.

              Callum stood, his long, thick cock fully exposed, admiring Jocelin. His hands began at her soft, silken shoulders and feathered down to her ample bosom, cradling one in each hand. Using his forefinger and his thumb, he rolled her nipples and tugged slightly, eliciting a low moan from his soon-to-be conquest.

              Jocelin delighted with the pleasure of his touch and threw away all reasoning, embracing the lust she felt pouring from her soul. Her small hands reached for Callum's cock, taking pleasure in the fullness. At that moment, she wanted nothing more but to have him take her with all his might. She wanted to feel his long, hard cock into the depths of her soul, but, alas, Callum had far more than that in mind.

              He lifted her from the ground and carried her to the lone bed in the room. In one full sweep, he tossed her onto the bed and placed his smooth, muscular body over hers. His soft, moist lips explored her face and neck, stopping on her lips to offer his hot tongue.

              Jocelin melted at his touch, allowing her tongue to match his. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she lifted her hot, wet pussy to meet him. Callum smiled as he kissed her, pleased with her warm reception. He lingered a moment before pulling away to speak.

              Through heated breaths, he confessed, “Aye, lass, you are a beauty and I want nothing more but to have you as my own, but... “ Looking to the others, “this night is not for that. This night is for all of us. Is that too much to ask of you? Is it too much to ask that we all take pleasure in one another?”

              Startled, Jocelin's eyes went wide as she considered the ramifications. Yes, it was true that she took pleasure from the teasing of the women, but she had not considered having everyone in the room. Her body was aching for Callum.

              The others approached, still groping and exploring one another and something came over Jocelin. She had the realization that to deny one would be to deny all and she could not do that. Lying naked before them, she'd never felt so alive and so desirable. Giving in to temptation, wanting to please not only Callum but herself, Jocelin leaped from the bed and placed one hand on Sophie's breast and another on a very erect cock belonging to Lachlan.

              For several moments, the others caressed one another as Jocelin used her hands to pleasure Lachlan and Sophie. Callum remained on the bed, watching the most wonderful sight he'd ever seen in all his years. His large, strong hands stroked his hardened shaft as he studied Jocelin and the others. He relished the moment as if it had been given to him in gold. This is precisely what he wanted for the night. This was his reward for a battle hard fought.

              As exotic juices spilled from Sophie and Lachlan, Jocelin threw herself onto the bed, her head landing on Callum's thigh. Still stroking his cock, he reached down with his free hand and began manipulating Jocelin's nipples, taking one at a time between his fingers and rubbing and tugging while she squirmed in ecstasy.

              The others surrounded the bed, each taking a turn to please another. Jocelin noticed that no one attempted to seduce Callum with their hands. She was curious, but too pleasure-filled to speak, as Callum continued his luscious assault on her body.

              Kade, one of Callum's men spoke, “Callum, what about your sweet Jocelin?”

              Callum smiled, responding, “Aye, when she is ready, we will have her – not a moment before.”

              “Aye.” Kade responded, before Sophie placed her full lips around his throbbing cock. His toes curled where he stood. Sophie's head bobbed as she took all of him in.

              Jocelin watched utterly fascinated by all that she'd already seen. “I'm ready.” She whispered at Callum.

              “Aye, are you, lass?”

              “Never more than now.” With that, Jocelin climbed atop of Callum's cock and took him in as best she could. Her wet lips parted slightly before her breath was caught. His fullness a welcome surprise to the lass. He grabbed her hips, tugging her further onto him, giving her a slight reprieve until she was ready to take in more of him.

              Taking in his fullness, an unfamiliar yet tantalizing sensation overtook her and she became a woman like no other she'd ever known. She raised her hips, allowing his hands to guide her and landed on him, his cock reaching the innermost center of her hot, tight pussy. The others around her felt the heat penetrate them through the air and sent them into a frenzy of touching, rubbing, pulling, and tugging until they were out of breath and nearly satiated by desire.

              As Jocelin's well began to fill with warm juices, she begged for more, inviting Sophie and Lachlan to join them in their passion play. Lachlan stood behind Jocelin, allowing his cock to tease her by lightly touching it to her face. Jocelin opened her mouth wide, expecting Lachlan to allow her to take him into her mouth. Instead, Callum grabbed the large cock and stroked it with his large, knowing hands, while Sophie placed her hands over Jocelin's breasts and squeezed, finding pleasure in their fullness.

              The room erupted in collective moans and squeals of carnal pleasure. Each person taking what they wanted and more from another and, then, moving on, seeking further pleasure with another. Hot, wet mouths took in long, hard cocks and tight, slippery pussies were caressed by fingers and tongues of the others until the ecstasy became too much and they found themselves lying atop one another, grinding and moaning, restraining the flood of hot, sticky juices that begged to be shared.

              The beautiful Jocelin became a feast for Lachlan and Sophie. The fair haired Sophie used her tongue to explore the rounded curves of Jocelin's body, stopping to take extra care between her legs, moving her tongue in and out of the wet lips and moving her small fingers in and around the inner sanctum of the most lusciously beautiful pussy she'd ever seen.

              Lachlan held Jocelin's nipple between his teeth, suckling like a babe, holding her quivering body still in his hands. Callum watched as his cock throbbed inside the mouth of the raven haired Chloe. She sucked and licked his long, full cock until his juices flowed and his voice rang out, begging for more.

              Emma stood between Kade and Daniel, each of them pleasuring every orifice of her body, like a true Scotsman would. A loud, guttural moan escaped her lips, while Daniel held her firmly in place, so as to ensure she received every bit of his manhood until he was spent.

              Jocelin could feel a surge ignite in her core. Juices were flowing, begging to be released. Her back arched and her throat went dry. It was all she could do to not cry out for the nearby villages to hear.

              “Aye, Callum,” Lachlan called. “The lass is ready once again.”

              The heat in Callum's eyes as his gaze fell on the pulsating body of the woman he'd only days ago wished of having, sent Jocelin into a frenzy. She lifted herself, sending the still suckling Sophie onto the floor underneath her. The look in Jocelin's eyes was more than lust. It was a look of begging and threatening all at once. Callum shivered slightly as he approached. This was not a moment he cared to rush.

              With a heavy gasp, Jocelin offered, “Aye, take me, sir. Take me now before it's too late.”

              Swallowing hard, Callum tried to find the words to explain the heat he felt rise up in his body. He had none other than to tell the others to continue their follies. Not a person hesitated. They resumed their sexual play, their desires heightened by the thrusting and pounding of Jocelin's body as Callum penetrated her with full force until both of their bodies jutted and fluttered while rivers of hot, sticky fluids combined into one and spilled onto the bed underneath them.

              Jocelin still not fully satiated and reveling in her new found sexual desires refused to let Callum rest longer than a moment. While his chest heaved with the pressure of his quickening heart, Jocelin slid herself out from under him and quickly tossed him onto his back. She was not done with him. He ignited a fire within her that would see no end, if she had her way.

              Summoning the others to join them on the bed, Jocelin used her tongue to lash at the hardened and sensitive nipples on Callum's broad chest, while she stroked his fresh moistened cock with one hand. The others found their suited positions on the bed, eager to take part in whatever the fair lass had in mind. She gave no direction, but prompted them to move fastidiously to continue the passion that filled the bed. With knowing hands and wanton desires, each of the others worked to soothe the others needs. Fingers found hot, wet pussies and mouths found throbbing, pulsating cocks at the ready.

              Urged by the moans, low groans and humming of those around him, Callum's cock once again sprang to attention under Jocelin's teasing. He grasped her breasts, pulling her to his mouth. Jocelin's head fell back, allowing her back to arch in such a fashion that her wet pussy made an immediate connection with his full cock. Lifting her hips, she thrust down over him, taking him all in in one swift motion. Her eyes fell back and her mouth cried out with pleasure.

              Behind her, Lachlan positioned himself, wrapping his arms around her waist, lifting her up and down onto Callum's cock. Soon, Lachlan's own desires took control and he let his hands explore the smooth skin on Jocelin's milky white body. One hand fondled her breast, while the other moved to her mound.

              Jocelin bit her lip at the sensation. Not one but two strong, virile Highlanders was giving her more than she ever knew she wanted. Callum's hips moved to meet hers thrust for thrust, while Lachlan placed a finger inside her already full pussy adding intoxicating pressure to her core.

              Lachlan's lips found her shoulder and her neck. He covered those areas with kisses and small tugs with his teeth, sending uncontrollable chills throughout her spine, reaching to the place where both men now occupied tender space.