Seven Devils And A Rose - Chapter 107

When I next woke up, the first thing I saw was Lord Geoffrey’s gorgeous face, his emerald-green eyes twinkling as he was watching me.

I gave him a smile. “My lord,” I greeted.

“Geoffrey,” he said. “Call me Geoffrey.”

I licked my lips and obediently gave his name a try. “Geoffrey.”

He looked pleased at my attempt. Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. When he moved back, he asked, “How are you feeling? Are you sore anywhere?”

I shook my head. “It must be that pill you, err… put inside me. I don’t feel any pain at all down there.”

He chuckled. “Good to hear. Noah invented that, you know.”

“Did he now?” I wasn’t at all surprised. Then I wondered if it was available on the market. Probably not. It was probably only invented for the demon lords to use, considering how very demon like they were in bed.

Suddenly, I felt a flare of pŀėȧsurė rushing through my body and ġrȯȧnėd softly.

That caught Geoffrey’s attention. Was it just me or did he looked pleased and amused at the same time?

“Something wrong?” he asked, knowing full well what I had just experienced. Gosh, he was being mean, wasn’t he?

I said haughtily, “Nothing.”

He moved across the bed and then pulled me into his arms. He began to give me little kisses everywhere, from my forehead to my nose, cheeks, lips, chin, brėȧsts, each nɨppŀė, my belly buŧŧon, and then my pussƴ and even each cheek of my backside.

What is he doing?

Once he was done, he said, “My morning ritual kisses, love. Get used to it.”

My face flushing hot in embarrassment, I said, “I won’t get used to it.”

He stood then and picked me up in his arms. I, in turn, eagerly wrapped my arms around his powerful shoulders.

“Where are you taking me? And where are Felix and Caleb?”

“Bathing,” he said. “They’re in the bathing chamber.”

“Ah, I see.” Then I wondered what time it was.

I glanced at the windows across the room and noted that it was quite bright outside. It must be around midmorning, I decided. Gosh, I had been sleeping in that late? Then again, I had been kept up quite late last night, hadn’t I? Furthermore, I had been relentlessly… fuċkėd by three demon lords.

Talking about sėxy. I wondered why my body suddenly felt a little weird, as if that pleasant, warm sensation—though not prominent—was still there. Was this what the lords meant about after we’d mated? The change in my physiology?

They also mentioned something about qi nectar as well. What could that be? Just a change in my qi, possibly? Something else?

Well, whatever the case, I was sure I’d be all right. If it was truly bad, as in it’d hurt me, I’d just tell them, and I was sure they’d figure out a way to help me.

Geoffrey opened a door, and a moment later, I found that we were in a bathing chamber. Though this one was not that different from the one in the girls’ quarters, with a shower cubicle and pool, it was much grander and the pool itself was larger, with boulders in one section and a cascading waterfall in another. Very fancy indeed.

Immersed in the pool were Felix and Caleb, nȧkėd and enjoying their time nicely. When they saw Geoffrey and me coming in through the door, they both greeted me.

“Hello, little elf,” Felix said.

“Good morning, Alfie,” Caleb said.

I replied, “Morning, Felix. Morning, Caleb.”

After that, Geoffrey led me into the shower cubicle. There, we started cleaning ourselves, or more like Geoffrey was cleaning me, his hands stroking every inch of my body, which was covered in heavenly scented foamy shower gel. He paid much attention to my brėȧsts, fondling and ċȧrėssing them as he cleansed me and, of course, my womanly bits down there. By the time he was done, I felt not only very clean, but very much turned on. Once he rinsed me, I was sure my skin was sparkling.

When we entered the pool, Felix called out to me, “Come, darling, sit on my ŀȧp.”

He still hadn’t given up on that, eh? Wanting me on his ŀȧp in a hot spring pool.

I obediently headed toward him, and once I was in front of him, he gently pulled me down. And just like that, I was sitting on Felix’s mighty ŀȧp, my bȧrė backside intimately against his crotch, the side of my bȧrė brėȧst rubbing against his ċhėst, and one of my arms around his shoulders.

He kissed me on the lips and then on the cheek. As he began to become more involved in kissing me, I shifted my gaze to his ċhėst, marveling at his many battle scars. Then, because I couldn’t help myself, I gently and lightly touched and then ċȧrėssed the marks.

From the other side of the pool, Geoffrey said, “Are you intending on mȧkɨnġ ŀȯvė to Alfie again, Felix? You do realize that we don’t have time for that. We have a shitload to do today.”

Pulling away from my neck, Felix gave out a big sigh. “I know that. But this little elf needs our attention.” He slid his hand between my legs and touched my pussƴ. “She wants us.”

I blushed and snapped, “It’s all your fault, my Lord Geoffrey.”

Suddenly, Geoffrey laughed. Perhaps he had done that on purpose when he had been cleansing me in the shower. Making me so turned on that…

Felix slipped his fingers into my wet, hot pussƴ, and I ġrȯȧnėd softly, melting against the man. I even searched for a passionate kiss from him, which he eagerly obliged.

Behind me, I heard water splashing, and a moment later, I felt a man behind me, gathering my long hair to one side so that he could get access to my skin. It was Caleb, and he said, “It can’t be helped. Erect the barrier, Geoffrey.”

Across the pool, I heard Geoffrey laugh in amusement. He said, “Of course it can’t be helped that our girl wants us that much.”

I listened to his musical voice chanting a spell while Felix kissed me, his tongue playing havoc in my mouth. Then I heard the hum and knew that the barrier was on.

Felix released our kiss and moved his attention to my brėȧsts, lovingly kissing and teasing them. Meanwhile, behind me, Caleb kissed my back as his hands stroked my body.

It wasn’t long before Felix inserted his rock-hard, large pėnɨs into my pussƴ, and the moment I felt his beast inside, my body shuddered and squirmed in pŀėȧsurė as I cried out softly.

Oh God, it felt so good. It just felt so amazing that my head was in a haze. All I felt was the pŀėȧsurė that was coursing throughout my body.

Caleb was kissing me, and I cried into his mouth as Felix continued to pound into me, making my body move and dance along with him.

When we both came, I shuddered in ecstasy. Of course, I didn’t even have time to catch my breath before Caleb drew me closer to him, lifted one of my legs, and then took me—his rock-hard pėnɨs slid into my pussƴ easily and eagerly.

Instantly, my pussƴ twitched and wrapped eagerly around him, feeling the full length of his hardness.

I ġrȯȧnėd as I wrapped my arms around his powerful shoulders. Then he began, once again like last night, to relentlessly fuċk me until I was breathless and dazed, until I came so hard that I collapsed onto him.

When it was Geoffrey’s turn, we got out of the pool, with me half lying back on the marble floor, which was hard and cool against my skin. Behind me, supporting me, was Caleb, my back resting against his front, his face snuggling against my neck.

In front of me was Geoffrey, his blond hair down and long, his powerful body taut. With my legs eagerly spread wide apart, he drove his rock-hard pėnɨs into me and then fuċkėd me so hard and so fast that my body shook along with him so furiously that I started crying, at both the overpowering pŀėȧsurė and intensity.

I must have looked a sight, for behind me, I felt Caleb going hard again, and he hungrily and excitedly squeezed my brėȧsts in his hands as Geoffrey thrust into me so that I became so breathless and out of sorts that I thought I might just die.

I screamed, my whole body shaking like a leaf in a storm as I came at the same time Geoffrey did.

When he pulled out, his sėmėn hot and silky inside me, Caleb couldn’t control himself and shifted me around so that I had my pussƴ toward him. Then he eagerly took me again, his once again rock-hard pėnɨs driving in so hard and so fast that I cried, begging for more. Once he was done with me some time later, Felix wasn’t about to be left out for a chance at taking me a second round. He had me hard, there on the marble floor as well, with me sprawling on my side, one leg over his shoulder, his hard ċȯċk inside me, pounding into me until I came long and so hard that I was breathless and collapsed.

In the end, the three lords did not leave for their work that day. Once I somehow managed to recover, they cleaned me up—yes, three men cleaning up after they had taken me relentlessly—until I was spic and span. Then I found myself sitting on the sofa, having lunch with them. Needless to say, I was starving and ate to my heart’s content while being lovingly cocooned in Felix’s arms.

We spent our afternoon chatting, with me telling them all about my world and, of course, my childhood, of my parents and our travels, of the wonders of Earth, of the new technology, of the old ancient world, of the food and culture, and so much more. They, in turn, told me about how their world used to be, which helped with my research, and of their own adventures.

By the time dinner came around, we ate and continued to talk even more about many random subjects. I had to be honest that I had never felt this connected with anyone before, in both mind, body, and soul. I must also say that I felt blessed. I guess I could view my transmigration into this as a blessing in disguise.

I smiled, thinking about that.

Caleb leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips. Once he moved back, he asked, “Are you keen for another round?”

I raised my brows at him. “But we’ve only just done it this morning.”

Felix said, “We’re demon lords, Alfie.”

Geoffrey laughed. He said, “Are you thinking of quitting? That was fast. It’s only been a day.”

I stammered, “I’m not quitting, my lord.” To Caleb, I said, as I wrapped my arms around his powerful shoulders, “Then where would you like to do it?”