"I want it!" Bahira gasped. "The Gods, I want it!"
Zuleika could barely breathe now. The sight of the two men making love to her best friend was proving incredibly arousing. Then the khan was arising from the mattress, and Sabola's great body was covering Bahira, who moments later cried out as if in pain. Then her cries turned in an opposite direction. Amir Khan now stood behind the pole where Zuleika was tied. His hands fondled her plump breasts, and he whispered in her ear.
"Soon, my princess, you will suffer your friend's fate. Are you as eager for it as she is?" He gently but firmly pinched one of her nipples, and a thrill of excitement raced down her spine.
"Yes!" she managed to say, straining against her bonds.
He laughed. "We shall both have her, Zuleika, and we shall both have you as well." The tip of his tongue teased at her ear.
"But if one of us should have a child?" she asked him. "How can either of you be certain as to the babe's paternity, or don't you care, my lord?" The Gods! His hands were now on her belly, and she had begun to ache with her need for him.
"The wine Sabola and I were served had an herb in it that has destroyed the life in our seed this evening. It will revive tomorrow," he explained. "We barbarians like to share our women now and again. It is a hospitable thing to do. But we would have our sons be ours." His lips brushed the side of her neck. "You and Bahira are just too beautiful and too delicious not to share this night."
"Will you share me after we are married?" she asked him.
"Only if you desire it," he promised her.
Bahira now shrieked a cry of such intense pleasure, while Sabola roared like a lion, and the khan laughed as his best friend collapsed atop his lover.
"The Gods," Sabola said as he came to himself again. "The wench is insatiable, Amir. Come and enjoy yourself. She is ready, I have not a doubt, for more cock, eh, my beauty?"
"More!" Bahira demanded.
The barbarian general lay sprawled by Bahira's side as the khan mounted her, and used her fiercely until she begged him to cease. When he withdrew from her she noted that he was still hard, and she raised a questioning brow.
Amir Khan laughed again. "I would save my passion for my princess, but you, my darling, are quite wonderful." He gave her a kiss upon her ripe, bruised lips.
The trio bathed themselves in basins of water that had been left out for them earlier. The khan arose from the silk mattress. His dark brown eyes met those of Zuleika's.
"Now, my princess, it is your turn to be fucked. Bahira is a most proficient lover. You must be even better." He went to the pole and untied her. Then he led her to the dais where both Sabola and Bahira awaited her, smiling.
Chapter Three
It was like the most incredible dream, Zuleika thought. She lay between the two men, amazed that such hardened, fierce warriors could be so tender with a woman. They bathed her body with their tongues, licking with long strokes across her torso and breasts. They turned her, and the fleshy organs moved down her back, and over her buttocks. She was rolled again onto her back. Bahira now sat cross-legged upon the mattress, an alabaster vial in her hands. The two men cupped their hands, and she poured a pale lavender cream into the upturned palms. Now Amir Khan and Sabola began to massage the fragrant cream into Zuleika's soft skin. She sighed with delight, and they smiled down at her. Their combined touch was both sensual and gentle.
"They did not teach us that men made such delicious love," she murmured, and she sighed again.
"You are not afraid then, my princess?" Amir Khan asked.
"No."
"And you will trust us to offer you pleasure such as you have never imagined?" he said. He bent and brushed her lips with his own.
"I thought I should please you," Zuleika responded.
"In time you will show me all you have been taught, Zuleika, but your first encounter with passion must be at our hands, for we are skilled in making love," Amir Khan told her.
"Having seen you with Bahira, I am convinced of it," Zuleika answered him. "Perhaps you should have sought another way to conquer Dariyabar than the one you chose."
Sabola laughed aloud. "I can see my friend will have no easy time with you, princess," he teased her. Then, he too bent to kiss her, and she found his hard mouth exciting, his lips far different than Amir Khan's. So, all men's mouths were not the same. She kissed him back, running a naughty little tongue across his lips to his surprise. His warm brown eyes met her gaze, and then he winked, leaning by her ear to whisper, "You are a very bad girl, princess."
Zuleika giggled. "I think I could be," she whispered back.
Together the two men now played with her plump breasts. They caressed the flesh, drawing their fingers across the sensitive skin. They nuzzled her. Their tongues licked at her nipples, encircling them slowly over and over again until she was squirming. Sabola's mouth closed over the nipple he had been entertaining. Bahira began to very gently nip at her other breast, alternating with little laps of her tongue, and soft puffs of blowing. Zuleika's breasts felt swollen, and almost sore with their attentions.
She felt the khan's big hand cover her mons, pressing down to send a bolt of excitement through her. His fingers brushed the pale mound of her flesh, noting its shadowed slit which was long and showed the distinct signs of moisture. He ran a finger down it, and the finger slipped between her nether lips, deep into the creamy dampness. He smiled to himself. Then he pushed a single leg up, and lowered his dark head so he might taste her at his leisure.
Her leg lay partly over his shoulder and neck. She forced her mind and her senses away from the mouths at her breasts, and when she did she almost swooned with the feeling of his mouth on her most private place. His tongue tasted, teased, and drove her to near madness. She felt a hand beneath her buttock so he might avail himself of her even more. His tongue pushed itself slowly into her love channel. She gasped audibly as it moved back and forth for a time. Then it withdrew, and he began to flick the fleshy organ over her lovebud, which responded in the most amazing way. She was overwhelmed with the sensations they were pressing upon her. The three mouths were giving her such intense pleasure.
"Stop! In the name of all the Gods, please stop!" she begged. "I can bear no more! It is too wonderful! I shall die!"
"No you won't," the khan said, and he was now looking into her eyes. "It is just your first time, my princess. Sabola, have her sweet juices for yourself now." Then he began to kiss her, and Zuleika's head spun with the excitement engendered by his kiss, Bahira's mouth at her breasts, and Sabola's mouth lapping at her juices.
"You will kill me!" she cried, pulling her head away from him.
"More than likely you will kill me," he replied. "Do you want my love rod deep inside you, Zuleika?" He licked at her throat and face. "I will fill you full, my princess. In your wild and virgin dreams you cannot imagine the heights we will attain together!"
"Yes!" she sobbed, and then she cried out as Sabola's vigorous attentions caused her little love bud to break with pleasure.
"She is ready," the general said, moving back up by her side. "Take her, my friend, and enjoy!" Then he reached out to Bahira, and began to kiss her again.
Zuleika closed her eyes. She felt Amir Khan covering her slender body with his big one. Her heart was pounding wildly. She wanted him desperately!
"Open your eyes!" he commanded her.
"I can't. Not this first time. Not until I really know," she half-sobbed. She felt the head of his lance just touching her.
"We proceed no further until you open your eyes," he growled. "I want to see your soul when I take your virginity, Zuleika! Open your eyes for me!"