The Treasure of House LaRue, page 12
I’d better slow down, thought Jade, or she’ll finish too quickly. Jade stopped licking and reached up with a hand and carefully peeled Cosette’s lips apart. She reverted back to gentle force as she placed soft kisses on Cosette’s insides, then her hips, then down her thighs. “Why did you change?” protested Cosette, breathing heavily. “I was almost…”
“Patience, my lady,” said Jade. She flicked her tongue across Cosette’s skin in quick, agile licks as she moved back up her body, past her waist, across her breasts. She ultimately had to cup Costete’s cheek and guide her face down to Jade’s own so they could lock lips, and Jade realized that, while they had kissed before, they’d never really kissed, and so she decided to fix that. Jade probed into Cosette’s mouth with her tongue, running it along her teeth before flicking out to reach Cosette’s tongue. When Cosette reached back, Jade bit Cosette’s tongue, then her lips, not hard enough to leave a mark, but passionately enough to leave a memory. She grabbed Cosette’s head with both hands and pressed their foreheads together. Cosette was panting, and Jade was surprised to find that she was as well. They locked lips one more time before Jade knelt back down to resume her work.
Jade placed a hand on each thigh and, using her tongue, began stimulating Cosette with twice the intensity she’d used before. She probed aggressively with her tongue, pressed her lips to all the skin she could reach, and sucked at every pleasure zone she knew. Cosette, not anticipating the intensity of Jade’s technique, arched her back and screamed while simultaneously grabbing Jade’s hair again and pulling her face close. Jade reached a hand around to Cosette’s ass and dug her fingers back in while her other hand began working alongside her mouth to stimulate multiple points at once. With a practiced motion, Jade inserted her fingers into Cosette and reached upward, probing for the right spot, while her tongue worked on pleasuring her clit. With her free hand, she grabbed handfuls of ass, leg, tits, love handles, whatever she could reach. Cosette’s grip tightened, and finally, she climaxed, her juices flowing freely down her thighs, into Jade’s mouth, and all over the outcrop on the remote mountainside where they stood. She tightened, her body as tense as an anchor chain, for five, then ten, then fifteen seconds before she finally let out a ragged gasp and fell to her knees. Panting, she looked Jade in the eyes and said, with 100% seriousness, “I can’t believe people say sex isn’t fun for women.”
Jade nearly burst out laughing, but she didn’t want to kill the mood quite yet. I still need my turn, my lady, she thought, excited. Cosette’s eyebrows raised, and Jade realized that she’d spoken aloud. Blushing, she decided to bull ahead and move in for a kiss, but she got too aggressive and knocked Cosette onto her back. Jade fell on top of her, and instead of glorious skin-on-skin contact, she was instead reminded that she was still wearing her servant’s robe. She considered trying her hand at a striptease, but decided that she’d rather be buck-ass naked as soon as possible. Jade knelt upright for just enough time to pull her robe over her head and toss it behind herself, smiling when she saw Cosette’s awestruck expression. She shuffled and wriggled as she pulled her pants and underwear down her legs, then kicked them off and flung herself back down to resume her furious kissing. Goddess, but Cosette was soft.
Jade indulged herself in 30 seconds of thoughtless smooching, letting her hands grope whatever they wanted, relishing how Cosette felt, how she smelled, how she tasted. She pulled her fingers through Cosette’s lustrous, silky hair, with a newfound appreciation for all the work that went into maintaining it. As she came up for air, she saw how Cosette’s boobs sagged to either side, fighting a losing battle against gravity, and she had an idea.
Jade rolled off of Cosette and onto her back, facing the night sky. “Get on top of me,” she demanded, and Cosette straddled Jade’s waist gingerly. Jade pulled Cosette down until she was on all fours, and while the size difference made making out difficult, that wasn’t Jade’s goal. Instead of coming eye-to-eye, they came eye-to-chest, and Cosette’s breasts all but smothered Jade. Cosette always had a killer rack, but as she loomed over Jade, her tits fell towards the earth in a veritable waterfall, and Jade was ready to drown. She all but attacked Cosette’s breasts, sucking and biting and groping with the intensity of a drowning Goblin reaching for a lifeline. Jade was lost in the boob zone for a few moments, but soon, Cosette pushed herself off of Jade and walked back a few steps. She knelt down at Jade’s feet, pushed her knees apart, and took a long look between Jade’s legs, simultaneously fascinated and confused. “What’s wrong?” Jade asked, but instead of answering, Cosette buried her face in Jade’s crotch and began licking.
To be perfectly honest, Cosette’s technique wasn’t great. She seemed to be mimicking what Jade had done, but without much finesse, and she had trouble multitasking, so her hands remained clasped on Jade’s inner thighs. Even worse, she didn’t seem accustomed to the taste of a woman, and Jade tried not to take offense at Cosette’s occasional wrinkled nose.
Despite all this, Jade found herself greatly enjoying Cosette’s first attempt at oral sex. Clumsy though she was, Cosette was determined, passionate, and extremely horny. She seemed deeply entranced by her first up-close encounter with another woman’s pussy, and her technique improved moment by moment as she pursued jade’s pleasure with single-minded determination.
Jade was also transfixed by Cosette’s body heat. She’d known that Beastvolk bodies ran hotter than Goblin bodies, but Cosette’s tongue seemed downright fiery against Jade’s most intimate parts, her breath like the radiating heat of a smithing forge. Combined with the cool night air, it created a powerful sensory contrast that set Jade’s entire body tingling.
Jade was happily surprised to find herself making progress towards climax. She reached down to grab Cosette’s hand; she’d found that it was a convenient, nonverbal way to communicate during sex. She was hit with a wave of ecstasy, and she tensed into a sit-up position, tightening her grip on Cosette’s hand. Cosette reached her other hand up towards Jade’s chest, grabbed a breast, and pinched a nipple as she continued with her meal. She tried the sucking technique, and while it felt good, she accidentally made a loud farting noise with her lips, and they both lost a bit of progress to a fit of giggling.
“Try switching between slow and fast,” said Jade during a brief pause. “And focus on a few different areas.” Jade was enjoying herself, and she knew that focusing too much on the climax would ultimately make it harder to reach, but with just a little more technique, Cosette would actually be very good at oral. Cosette’s tongue grew more adventurous, and the rhythmic motion she was using grew more irregular. Jade’s legs tensed and twitched, a sure sign that she was on the right track.
“Do you like that?” asked Cosette between licks.
“Yes, my lady,” said Jade, leaning into the role. “You’re too good to me.”
Cosette smiled shyly, then dove back in. She picked up the intensity, and while Jade would have liked a little more teasing, she didn’t want to discourage Cosette’s efforts. Jade convulsed, let out a small cry, and wrapped her legs around the back of Cosette’s head, the signal that she’d passed the point of no return. Her body tensed further, and she curled into a cannonball, resisting the urge to cry out when her face was so close to Cosette’s. Cosette, meanwhile, had begun digging her nails into Jade’s inner thighs as she pushed further towards the goal. They still held hands, and Jade was probably close to crushing Cosette’s hand with the intensity of her grip, but Cosette understood the signal and kept up the pace. Jade opened her eyes and took a moment to watch Cosette work, and she felt a surge of affection rise for the noblewoman who was eating her out. Jade had always tried to keep casual sexual encounters from leading to romantic feelings, but apparently, Cosette meant more to Jade than-
All at once, Jade’s pleasure reached its peak, and her whole body pulled itself tight as a drum skin. Jade tugged Cosette towards herself, pressing Cosette’s face firmly into her pussy, and, ever the trooper, Cosette made the final sprint to the finish line. The combination of Cosette’s tongue, Jade’s feelings, and tons of pent-up sexual energy manifested in one of the most powerful climaxes of her life. Her mind was wiped out by an ocean of red energy, and she put her hands gently on Cosette’s cheeks as she finished - at least, she hoped it was gentle. She let out one last cry before collapsing into a heap. Her chest heaving, she watched the sky for a while as her sense of self returned. Cosette knelt upright, lips glistening, and pulled her hair behind her shoulders. “I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did… my lady,” she said mischievously.
There it was again: the soft, powerful affection for Cosette. Reluctantly, Jade finally admitted to herself that she may, in fact, be in love with her mistress. Am I just crossing my wires after everything that’s happened, she wondered, or could these feelings be true? Jade would have been able to leave a casual partner behind to pursue her quest, but if she loved Cosette, she wouldn’t be able to just leave. Everything would be more complicated. Even worse, the wedding was in three days - two days, now that it was past midnight - and if Jade loved Cosette, she couldn’t sit and watch as Cosette became legally and magically Bound to someone else.
Jade had never really bought into the idea of “love.” She knew about friendship, and affection, and commitment, and family, and lust, and she’d always thought of love as a combination of these realities, but when she thought of Cosette, it was somehow different. Why did she have to have this revelation now, of all times?
Jade tried to work through her feelings, but her post-sex lethargy kept her from fully processing everything - or, for that matter, from caring overmuch.
As Jade watched, Cosette walked around the outcropping, apparently looking for something. “Um, Jade?” she asked. “Where are my clothes?”
“Don’t you remember? You tossed your riding gear over the edge, and I tore your underwear to shreds.”
“Ah, yes, right,” said Cosette, more bemused than concerned. “I wonder what came over me.” She peered over the edge of the outcropping, then clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh, no! They’re caught on the side of the mountain, we can’t reach them!”
Jade reluctantly stood and walked to join Cosette. Sure enough, both pieces of Cosette’s outerwear were snagged on rocky bits of the mountainside, too far from either the ground or the handholds to reach. “Well, damn,” said Jade simply. “We should go grab a branch from the forest and try to fetch them.”
“No, no, we don’t have enough time,” said Cosette quickly. “We need to get home before Richard’s shift ends. Let’s just hope that no one sees us.”
Jade gave Cosette a wide-eyed look. “Are you serious, my lady? You want to ride all the way home, naked as a stone?”
Cosette blushed, and Jade realized that Cosette had planned this all out ahead of time. So you’re an exhibitionist, she thought. The surprises never end, my lady. Jade smiled - it’s not like she’d never acted recklessly in an attempt to get her rocks off. Cosette seemed to want it all to appear accidental, so Jade didn’t call her out on it. “Well, give me a second to get dressed, and we’ll be off.” Jade gathered her clothes, put them on, and approached the edge of the outcropping.
“Please go first,” said Cosette quickly. “I, um, would feel more comfortable if you cleared the way for me.” She stood, hands behind her back, looking at Jade with undeniable arousal in her eyes.
Jade began descending the mountainside, and when she looked up to check on Cosette, she locked eyes with a world-class view of Cosette’s ass. So that’s why she wanted me to go first, thought Jade, smiling again. In this, she was more than happy to indulge Cosette’s whims.
Once they reached the ground, they ran to the treeline, untied and mounted their horses, and began the ride back to the manor. Cosette’s state of undress aside, the trip was fairly uneventful. Jade, knowing how much Cosette wanted to be seen, took as many chances as she could find to drink in the sight of her stunning traveling companion. Cosette, to her credit, didn’t let the situation slow her down; if anything, she seemed to truly be in her element, a primal force who rode like the wind.
A primal force who should probably use more breast support next time she exercised.
After a time, they reached the edge of the treeline and the open plains that ringed the manor. The ride had been safe, but from this point forward, if they were caught, not only would they be reprimanded for sneaking out, but some lucky guard would get an eyeful of Cosette’s body. I doubt it would bother her, but it would definitely make things complicated, thought Jade. Their window of safety was closing quickly, so they needed to stable Fabian and Tipper as soon as possible. The safer option would be to dismount, wait for Richard to pass by, and quietly walk the horses to the stable, but they just didn’t have the time. They would need to ride to the stables right away and pray that no one passed by.
And so, they kicked their horses into a final gallop and made their way to the stables at a breakneck pace. Cosette let out a whoop, and though Jade wanted to scold her for making such a racket, she instead found herself grinning. I never would have thought I’d ever end up riding horses with a naked Volk, she mused. Life is truly unpredictable.
It was at this moment that Jade realized something: she was happier now than she’d ever been. Despite the burning embers of anger she stoked for her captors and the restless frustration at her inability to save her village, she felt more alive now than she’d ever felt in Hatchet Cave. Was her desire for new experiences really that much more powerful than her attachment to her homeland? Or was something else painting her life with new, vibrant colors?
She looked at Cosette, smile radiant, hair streaming behind her like the trail of a shooting star.
Ah. So that’s what it is.
Shit.
Soon, Jade and Cosette reached the stables, which were thankfully undisturbed. Either Richard hadn’t noticed the loss of two horses, or he trusted that they’d be returned. Jade dismounted easily and brought Tipper through the gate. She tried to guide her into her original stall, but she resisted, and Jade simply wasn’t heavy enough to force the matter.
“What’s wrong?” asked Cosette, walking into the stable.
“Tipper won’t budge. I’m gonna tempt her with food.” Jade slipped past Cosette, exited the stable, and began walking around to the outside where the feed bags were affixed.
“Hands up!” said a loud, male voice. Jade whirled and lowered into a crouch, locking eyes with a young man in a tailored guardsman’s uniform. Jade recognized him, though she didn’t remember his name. When last she’d seen him, he’d been a stablehand. A recent promotion, then? “What are you doing, stealing horses at this hour?” he said.
“Not stealing,” said Jade calmly. “Returning. Lady Cosette and I were out for a midnight ride, and we just got back. We’re returning to our chambers now.”
“Not buyin’ it,” he snapped. “How’d you get a hold of those horses in the first place?”
“Richard let us in the stable,” said Jade, hoping the lie was convincing.
“Why would he do that? The horses are gonna be knackered tomorrow.” He looked curiously into the stable. “Hell below, is that really you, Lady Cosette? Is this one speaking true, m’lady?”
Panicking, Jade turned to Cosette and found her standing behind Fabian, fully covered from thighs to shoulders. “Of course, Guy. Consider Jade’s words to be my own.”
“Is that so? Hey, what’s going on in there?” said Guy, stepping closer.
Jade thrust an arm out to keep him from progressing. “If you must know, Lady Cosette’s clothes were soiled with mud during the ride, and she’s currently changing into something clean. You’d do well to turn away.” She added a bit of acid to the last few words.
Flustered, Guy spun a quick half-circle and locked eyes with the moon. “Ah, yeah, well, if that’s the case, I suppose I’ll leave you to it. Will you be needin’ an escort home?”
“I’m Cosette’s bodyguard,” said Jade. “I think I’ll manage, thanks.”
“You sure? If Lady Cosette is hurt on my watch, I’ll get locked in irons, or worse.”
“Go,” said Jade, losing her patience. The boy marched off, thankfully in the opposite direction of the Rose Suite. If they hurried, they’d make it home before they encountered him again. Soon, Guy rounded a corner, and Jade let out a deep breath. “He’s gone, my lady.”
Cosette let out a decidedly unladylike squeal and covered her face, fidgeting wildly. “That was so exciting, wasn’t it? Heavens, he was this close to seeing me!” she said, holding two fingers a hair’s breadth apart.
“Indeed, my lady, that’s exactly the problem. What if he had seen you?” said Jade.
“That’s what made it so fun,” said Cosette, grinning wolfishly. “I knew he probably wouldn’t, but he could have, and oh, Jade, wouldn’t that have been a scandal?”
“You’re enjoying this quite a bit, aren’t you?”
“Yes! I don’t know what it is, but I feel so alive! I feel energized and giddy and, and, and free! I feel like the most powerful woman in the world!”
“You’re a woman who’s gonna have to jump naked into a bush if anyone else catches us. Let’s go.” Jade led the way, ensuring that the coast was clear, while Cosette followed a few steps behind. Like before, they stuck close to the shrubs on the side of the manor, staying low and quiet and out of sight. At one point, Jade heard something and froze, and Cosette ran behind her, hiding her nudity from the world by pressing her front against Jade’s back. The noise ended up being a squirrel, but the experience was so pleasant that Jade pretended to hear two more noises before they reached the window. They removed the ribbon and climbed inside before Cosette flopped breathlessly onto her bed.
