Fiona said, “Agreed, and I’ll make it an order if I have to.”

  Evangelina winked, “I’m not stupid enough to give him an opening, and I’ll stick close to you and Damien like a good concubine should.”

  Fiona said, “To the rest of it, I think Damien is right. The confederacy is ridiculously corrupt, and they sent the worst of the lot. They might make an honest offer, but if it isn’t accepted within a day, they’ll turn to chicanery long before us or the Alliance. Anyone else?”

  Evangelina replied, “Like Damien said, Downing has a reputation for ruthless cruelty. We can almost count on them trying to sabotage us in some way so need to be alert for it.”

  When no one else interjected for a long moment, Fiona changed the subject.

  “On that other unfortunate subject yesterday, the intern responsible for the leak has been apprehended. The media is touting him as a brave and heroic young doctor for breaking silence, but we all know the truth, if he truly was heroic then he’d have gone to the authorities over it. Not sold it for cash. Either way, the bastard won’t see the light of day for twenty years.”

  That was decently good news, but probably didn’t help quell the scandal. If anything, it would heat it up, while idiots demanded the release of their hero. Morons.

  Fiona giggled as I pulled her onto my lap. It was hard to hold onto anger, when my wife was in my arms. Adoring me, in her eyes and her emotions, her admiration and devotion competition for her boundless love of me. I felt drowned in love and support, and of course there was tactile comfort as well having her there. It didn’t hurt to have my sweet witch snuggling into my side either.

  Nor did I miss the hunger in Evangelina’s eyes when she looked at us interacting as I held Fiona firmly on my lap. I didn’t think the gorgeous blue-eyed woman was jealous of Fiona, not exactly. She was jealous of what we had I think, she wanted that for herself. What woman didn’t want an all-consuming love. Or guy for that matter, Fiona was my heart, my breath, my very soul, and she always would be.

  I didn’t need to say it out loud, she could feel my cherishing love overflow for her as I looked deeply into her soft and warm green eyes. My sexy nymph owned me. I knew it, wore it proudly, out of the bedroom I was her adoring and loyal subject, while in the bedroom she was my kinky goddess of roleplay, spankings, and naughty submission.

  And I couldn’t have been happier despite everything else going on.

  It was the next day when it all changed, again.

  Fiona’s eyes were glassed over with pleasure as she danced with Grace, and I with Evangelina. By then we fully trusted Evangelina, so I’d started to slip a vibrating egg into Fiona’s pussy for our afternoon of dancing. Making her cum and lose herself in the pleasure with Evangelina in the room drove her absolutely crazy, and she was getting a lot better at hiding it but there was no doubt our agent had noticed the naughty interplay.

  It was a shame we couldn’t fully explore that kink, she was a major exhibitionist, but always had to be the lady in public as duchess and future prelate. Still, vibrating eggs in public touched upon it, but here being seen by someone outside the family cumming for me, at my control, drove her wild. It wasn’t quite public or a stranger, but it was close enough and as close as we’d ever get to a true public display.

  I pretended not to notice as I stared captivatingly into Evangelina’s warm blue eyes, completely spellbound as well, as Fiona’s and Christy’s footwork got a little sloppy as my redhead practically had to hold Fiona up as she came like a freight train. Before it got too obvious, I eased back to a low vibration just to make the thrill and endorphin rush linger longer.

  Evangelina was dancing against me quite boldly, her eyes hooded with lust and desire, our accidental grinds a thing of the past, as she purposefully ground her body on mine, and her ass, every chance she got. Her sweet panting breaths as her breasts heaved and her body moved so effortlessly as I guided her in the dance.

  Her hands had also gotten closer over the last eight days, at times boldly teasing my inner thighs a hair’s breadth from my balls. Her eyes almost daring me to ask her to cross that line, begging me to cross that line. I’d also never touched her tits or between her legs, but I’d explored her everywhere else with stroking hands at one time or another, and so had she. I’d even stoked her full upper and pouty lower lip with my thumb a few times. My cock, her tits and pussy, was the last frontier, and where the no touching line was solidly drawn save her ass and stomach grinds during dancing. After all, we wouldn’t need to grope each other in public, so it was the logical place to draw the line.

  She licked her lips, and left them slightly parted, a wicked and dishonest invitation to stir my desire and lusts. A challenge she knew neither of us dared take up. I supposed I should add kissing to the line crossing activities, along with our erogenous zones.

  It was heady and wild, and it turned Fiona on too, just how badly I wanted her. I’d lost count of the times that my wife had sated the lust of another woman, eagerly and wantonly.

  Which is why it was such a surprise when Evangelina disengaged, walked toward the couch, and said over her shoulder, “This will never work.”

  I frowned, “And I thought it was going so well.”

  Evangelina laughed a bit breathily, “Too well, Damien.”

  The others stopped dancing as well, and we moved to the couch while my mind raced. This time Evangelina sat in the easy chair, no doubt to isolate herself from all of us for this explanation, so I pulled Christy into my lap and both Grace and Fiona sat on either side of me, splaying themselves into my side.

  Fiona said unsurely, “Too well?”

  I frowned, and then sighed in understanding. We wanted each other too much, in real life, not just in some flirty professional acting game. I let Evangelina explain it.

  Evangelina said, “It’s easier to act out an emotion that you don’t already feel. Three, four days ago, we could’ve pulled it off. The chemical attraction was delicious, and it would’ve been easy to pretend to be his new and thoroughly entranced lover.

  “The problem is I really feel that, but not exactly that. I could probably still act the part, but micro-expressions and unguarded moments would reveal our true feelings and desires. Even normal people can pick it up, but to a trained operative and observer it would be obvious.”

  Fiona shook her head, “What would be obvious?”

  Evangelina waved, “That we haven’t fucked yet. That our intense chemical attraction and desire has so far been unrequited by action. It’s obvious if you know what to look for, in flirty couples. A couple that’s done the dance of ten toes has a much more… flowing and relaxed sexual tension and chemical romance. Two people lost in lust that haven’t actually been together yet, are more… tense and different in subtle ways, even if the emotions and desires expressed are extremely similar.

  “It’s that extreme similarity despite the subtle differences that will trip us up. One unguarded look of desire, and it will be clear to anyone with eyes we haven’t slept together. That will pretty much blow our cover.’

  Fiona nodded in understanding, “I should’ve seen that, I can pretty much tell who’s been fucking easily. I didn’t know humans could do it too, if not as surely?”

  Evangelina said, “I see, that makes sense. Our desire is peaking now, and I suspect it will be stronger in a week, and we’ll display obvious sexual frustration when touching each other. I can’t help it, Fiona. Your mate is dreamy, confident, playful, and he pays attention to what I say. I’m falling for him, as hard as I’m falling for you.”

  Fiona blinked, “Me?”

  Evangelina nodded slowly, then shrugged, “You’re not what I expected, but you’re still powerful and influential. Incredibly beautiful and sensual, and down to earth. Our chemistry is almost as strong, or is it in my head?”

  Fiona bit her lip, “Nope, I totally want you too. So how do we fix it?”

  Evangelina bit her lip, and looked nervous, then said, “I want to be your concubine in truth. That will fix the mission, but it goes beyond that.”

  Fiona tilted her head, “For the duration of the mission?

  Evangelina shook her head, “No. At least a year, maybe two.”

  Fiona nodded, “But what about your plans and ambitions, family.”

  Evangelina asked, “Maybe I should just tell you all my reasons? Professional and personal?”

  Fiona smiled, “Maybe you’d better, Eva. Just so we’re all clear on things.”

  Evangelina said, “Professionally for the mission. Joining your bed will make our cover true in a real way, and it will all flow naturally. Also, being a concubine counts toward service, I checked last night. So spending a year or two as your concubine won’t derail my plans for a family, and you should at least be fond of me. It won’t hurt to have your support when it comes time to run my own social program. Who’s to say what will happen over those years.”

  Fiona nodded, “All very reasonable, personal?”

  Evangelina bit her lip, “Shallow? I want you both, badly. Christy and Grace too if not as strongly. I suspect part of that shallow desire is your authority, not just how sexy you both are. Deep, I am falling for both of you, I don’t just want to pleasure you, I want to serve you. I want him to look at me the way he looks at all of you, and I want you to see me as yours, as family.”

  Fiona asked, “Is there more?”

  Evangelina sighed, “I have… similar kinky desires and need to you, Fiona. Perhaps even deeper, that way. The things he does to you behind closed doors, yet he respects you, and he adores you. That’s something I want badly, to explore that kink that drives me, while not losing the respect of the person I’m with. None of my partners have ever been up to the task, most don’t even know how deep my desires go.”

  Fiona blushed, then said, “What kink specifically, I have more than a few kinky desires he sates in me.”

  Evangelina said, “Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve daydreamed of being dominated, punished, and used. More… being degraded and shamed. To be… kept in line and owned, forcefully. But I’ve never actually experienced it. Most men I’ve dated think I’m the kinkiest slut just begging them to spank me harder during doggie style. Only two got past that level on my sniff test, still respected me, but I lost them both when I told them I wanted to be spanked and disciplined outside of sex.”

  Needless to say, I was incredibly hard.

  Christy asked, “How do you know you really want that, if you’ve never experienced it?”

  Evangelina nodded, “Because it’s what I fantasize about, what gets me off hard, as I imagine it happening to me. Being spanked, shamed, and claimed. Verbally on the shame, I have no interest in water sports or being displayed or my dirty kinks outed outside of the family so to speak. Fiona acts out physically when she wants to be dominated and punished. I’d more likely mouth off and disrespect him, so he could put me in my place and use me like the slut I am. All while telling me what my body’s for, it gets me hot just thinking about it.

  “But I never risked it, on men who didn’t respect me merely after a tame spanking during sex.”

  Painfully hard. Sure, it was shallow, but it was still true, and didn’t mean that’s all that lit my desire for her.

  Fiona asked, “So you’ve been fantasizing about him dominating you at night, while rubbing one out to relieve the tension?”

  She bit her lip, “Actually I’ve been fantasizing about both of you. You pull my hair and force me to lick you out, while I stick my ass up high in invitation to be spanked and fucked by your husband. Both of you abusing me physically and verbally for your sexual satisfaction.’

  She blushed, “So… that’s part of it too. An opportunity to explore those kinky depravities and the depths of them. I never dared think it would be possible while keeping a man’s admiration, respect, and even being cherished as a lady outside of the bedroom. Not until I’ve had to listen to what you four get up to together at night.”

  Fiona giggled, “I see, so you want to lick my pussy while my husband pounds yours?”

  Evangelina blushed harder, “That’s not exactly what I said, Fiona.”

  Fiona tilted her head in question.

  Evangelina explained, “I said I wanted to be forced to lick you out, while sticking my ass up in invitation. I never specified where I’d be licking, or where Damien would be fucking me. I’m the concubine, those choices are entirely up to you and him. To be clear, the idea of being forced to lick your ass, while he fucks mine, made me cum like an asteroid strike last night.”

  Oh, fuck. I was close to cumming from that, as Christy squirmed on my lap in an obvious effort to rub her legs together. I wasn’t the only one turned on by this conversation, I could feel my wife’s explosive lust through the bond, and my naughty witch was breathing a little hard.

  As for Evangelina, she looked both excited and hopeful, but also totally shamed at all she’d admitted to us. Possibly the first people ever to hear the depths of her kinky and depraved desires.

  It was hot, but also made me feel a little humble. That she’d come to know and trust us so well that she’d reveal her darkest and most depraved desires, and that she wanted us to be the ones to share that with. That she wanted to stay at least a year or two, and that was a long time. Who knows if her plans and ambitions might change over that time, if we grew to love her.

  Of course, she wanted kids badly, and that was unlikely to happen with us. Concubines were respected in the Fellowship but knocking them up out of wedlock was not.

  Fiona said sternly, “Get in the bedroom, strip down, and wait for your betters, slut. Don’t you dare touch yourself, or you’ll be punished.”

  Evangelina shivered as a thrill went through her, and she lowered her eyes submissively, “Yes, your grace,” then stood and walked proudly with her shoulders back and her head up high, while she blushed crimson.

  She paused when Fiona asked, “Your grace?”

  Evangelina shivered, “I’ll still call you Fiona, and your husband Damien, when we’re not… playing. But I believe a shameful and worthless gutter slut like me should call you your grace, and Damien my lord. I’m not worthy to use your names, and just good to fuck and use, your grace.”

  She was both blushing furiously at what she’d called herself, and obviously turned on beyond belief, her eyes lost in a haze of lust and her breath panting. Worse, her sweet and cute voice made those depraved words have extra impact. On my libido, anyway.

  Fiona waved dismissively, and she blushed and fled to the bedroom.

  Fiona giggled as soon as the bedroom door closed, “That was so hot. What do you all think? Did I make the right choice, or did I just get greedy because I want her and I want to give her as a gift to my loving husband? I’ve already been thinking of her as mine, and Damien’s been edging me and teasing me with a vibrator all afternoon, so my judgement might not be sound.”

  I opened my mouth, but Fiona shook her head subtly. I guessed she wanted their honest opinions, before mine could sway them. It was reasonable, they were both submissive to me outside of bed to one extent or another, so I held my tongue for the moment.

  Christy said, “We’re hardly lacking in naughty sluts, but I think Damien can still keep up with us all. Don’t get me wrong, it’ll be a blast to have her in our bed, I want to play with her too, after all. But that’s not why I agree with the decision. It’s her… the way she fits in out here. She adds something to our family I hadn’t even known we were missing.”

  Fiona teased, “Afternoon dance-a-thons?”

  Christy giggled, “That too, is a lot of fun. But I was thinking a human perspective, a very intelligent and thoughtful one, and she’s confident and lovely. She’s also not the least bit frightened of us, surrounded by supernatural beings. If anything, I think that turns her on. It’s hard to put what I really mean into words, she complements us all, without being a people pleaser.”

  Grace giggled, “We’ll have to wake up earlier, and go to bed earlier, so none of us suffer a lack of attention from our man.”

  I snickered.

  Grace winked, “Joking aside, I think you made the right choice. Not only for us, but for her as well. She needs this, to fully explore and find herself. I suspect if she really stays two years she won’t want to leave.”

  I said, “I agree with that, the only thing that will pull her away is a desire for that large family and to be surrounded by her children. But we can cherish and love her for as long as it lasts. I also agree with Christy, she adds something to us that’s hard to define, that deepens our relationships and enriches our lives.”

  Fiona said, “Plus she’s hot. Okay, let’s not keep her waiting any longer. Would you two like to join us. You can sit on the daybed and stroke each other while you watch her be degraded by Damien and I. I think she would really like that, add to the shame of it.”

  Christy giggled, “Wouldn’t miss it, Fiona.”

  We all got up, and then headed for the bedroom, Christy and Grace stripping down on the way to the daybed while the two of us closed the door and then approached Evangelina.

  Chapter Seven

  She knelt there in a submissive pose, with her shoulders back, head down, and her arms behind her back. Her tits were better than I’d been imagining. Torpedoed, golden brown skin with huge dark brown nipples almost as big as Fiona’s. Generous B cups, and extremely proud and firm.

  I said, “Turn around, bend over, and spread those ass cheeks. I want to see what a filthy slut’s dirty asshole looks like.”

  She visibly trembled, as she kept her eyes down, “Yes, my lord,” she said in an innocently cute and sweetly submissive voice that made my cock twitch hard. She turned about, put her face against the floor and stuck her ass up high, reaching behind her she spread those delicious pear-shaped ass cheeks wide for me. Her tight little sphincter was a dark brown ring, the same color as her nipples, and fuck it was sexy. She was also showing off her fat meaty labia, though they were far from messy and quite symmetrical and soaked for us.