The Knight and the Acolyte
Book Seven: Illusory Passion
Chapter Seven: Surrender’s Sweet Delights
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2016

Sophia – The Mirage Garden

Fear stiffened my spine despite the fact a beautiful, dusky-sinned Jinn kissed me hard, her tongue probing my lips. I had never been so scared while a woman kissed me, her naked, lush body pressed against mine. She was so warm and sensual. Her hands stroked me as the steam from the water around my feet rose about us. Strange, heady scents filled the air. Her kiss grew hotter, her hands reaching around to grasp my ass, pulling me tight against her.

Saphique, she was heavenly. So soft and delicious. I wanted to let go of my fear. To surrenderer to her, but I couldn’t. This was a mistake. I shouldn’t be here in the Mirage Garden. Angela was supposed to be the offering.

Not me and Xandra.

I couldn’t be part of the efreet’s harem. Not a man’s harem. I had sworn myself to Saphique. No male, regardless of race, could ever touch me in a sexual way or I would break my vow and lose my powers. I could not be one of his women. This was impossible. I had to get out of here.

Despite how much I wanted to stay.

Her sapphire eyes floated before me. They begged for my surrender. To give in. Beside me, an ebony-skinned, Halanian beauty kissed pale-skinned Xandra. The avian also struggled. She was married to Chaun, an oath she took seriously. She had sworn it to her God, Luben, like I had sworn to my Goddess.

I shivered. Did I owe Xandra an apology for seducing her back at Black Glass Aerie? She had resisted at first, but then surrendered. I thought she enjoyed herself, but did she feel guilty about it afterward? Avians were supposedly monogamous to a fault. I just thought that was ridiculous, that vows to Luben weren’t important. I was just so…selfish, eager to make love to the beautiful, delicate creature. I had lied to her, telling her it wouldn’t really break her marriage vow to Luben. I just didn’t care if that was the truth.

I was so horny. Like right now, lips locked to the dusky jinn.

I broke the kiss. My lips tingled. A heady rush went through me. I just wanted to fuck the sexy creature kissing me, my guilt banishing before the tide of lusts. I found myself gasping, panting. It was so warm in the room. My eyes fluttered as I struggled to gather my thoughts. Her touch was fire as her fingers slid up my spine, her nipples so hard against mine. I had to be strong. For my Goddess. For my Queen.

Angela would rescue me. Us.

“What?” purred the jinn.

“This isn’t right,” I gasped.

“What isn’t? We’re celebrating. You and the other are the newest member Riad’s harem. You are here to serve our Lord and Husband. And when he doesn’t need to be served, why, we serve each other… What is your name?”

“Sophia, and I’m—”

“Fawziya,” the jinn said. “It is a pleasure to meet you.”

“Yes, it is a pleasure,” a second jinn said, her eyes emerald. So deep, like twin pools beneath a verdant canopy. She came up behind me. “Greetings, Sophia. I am Nida.”

Her round breasts pressed into my back, nipples hard. So hard. She rubbed a wet, hot cunt against my ass. Another set of hands stroked fire across my skin. Two beauties sandwiched me with silky flesh, their bodies undulating. Nida’s sweet lips nibbled at my shoulder.

I had to fight. I had to be strong. I couldn’t surrender to this. I couldn’t give in.

“This is wrong. Let me go. I don’t belong here.”

“You were offered,” Nida moaned. “Riad traded for you. One of his women for you and your lover’s beauty.”

“You were naked in the sands. You spilled your juices. An offering…” Fawziya purred. “Unless your friends can enter the Mirage Garden and win you back.”

“My Queen will,” I moaned, struggling to think.

“But Riad left Saniyya,” laughed Nida. “None can dominate her. Riad barely controls her. Your friends will never enter. You are his. Forever.”

I shuddered as their lips kissed me, their hands stroked me. I had to fight this. I couldn’t be Riad’s. I struggled, weakly, to escape their embrace. But their bodies were too sensual, their touch too stirring, their lips too intoxicating.

“Mmm, you are delicious, Sophia,” Fawziya purred. “Riad will love you. He wants to hear you gasp and moan.”

I shook my head—it grew harder to do. I wanted to surrender. “No, no. I belong to Saphique. To my Queen.”

“There are no queens or gods here,” Fawziya laughed. “This is the Mirage Garden. Nothing here is real. Maybe not even you. How do you even know if I’m real? All of this…” Her hands waved around her. “…is a wish. Ephemeral. If you think too hard, it will burst.”

“Good,” I moaned, shuddering as her hands slid up and her thumbs brushed the sides of my breasts. My nipples ached. “I want to wake up from it.”

“But you haven’t sampled all the sweet delights of Riad’s harem,” Nida pouted from behind, her hands reaching between Fawziya and myself, sliding down my stomach to my pudenda. “And I am soooo sweet.”

She nuzzled at my neck, her tongue licking. I shivered. My skin tingled at the touch of her lips. A woozy wave passed over me. My eyes fluttered. This couldn’t be happening. I had to control myself.

But that ache between my thighs…

That sweet ache. It had to be satiated. I squirmed. Fawziya’s lips nuzzled on the other side of my neck as Nida’s hand slid lower. Her fingers reached the top of my pussy lips, pushing into my folds and brushing my clit.

I groaned. Pleasure rippled through my pussy as Nida’s finger rubbed my clit. Fire burned in my nethers. Her touched stoked it, a billow pumping, fanning my ardor. My head leaned back, their lips sucking, nibbling, kissing my neck. So sweet. The fires demanded my surrender.

“Just a dream,” Fawziya moaned between kisses. “Illusion. Relax. Enjoy.”

“Dream,” Sophia murmured.

The hands guided me to the ground. The water I stood in melted away into soft pillows. Incense burned around us, the air foggy with a purple haze. The pillows were soft as the two jinn pressed their bodies against me. Hot flesh and cool silk.

My head turn, meeting Nida’s in a hot kiss. Our tongues danced as their hands stroked my belly. Fingers slid up and brushed the bottoms of my breasts or darted down to rub at the hot flesh around my slit. My hands reached out, brushing their silky skin. They smelled of jasmine and sandalwood. I moaned into Nida’s mouth.

Fawziya’s lips nibbled at my ear. Her tongue danced across the lobe as one of the jinn’s hands, maybe Fawziya’s, cupped my small breast. A thumb slid across my flesh, brushing my hard nipple. She stroked it, stimulated it. Such absolute delight. The other jinn’s hand brushed across my pussy and grazed my clit.

I moaned into Nida’s kiss, squirming. She tasted so sweet.

“That’s it, little slut,” Fawziya purred into my ear. “Relax. Enjoy. Savor the dream.”

I whimpered as the finger rubbed circles across my clit and the thumb massaged my nipple. Fawziya nipped my ear, tugging, drawing my attention. I turned my head to her smiling face, her sapphire eyes glistening.

“You are a wild vixen,” I purred and kissed her hard.

The finger rubbing my clit circled faster, harder. I spasmed, my pussy clenching. Nida rolled onto her side, grinding hot cunt on my hip as her pillowy tits pressed against my side. Her nipples so hard. My hand slid down and pushed between her thighs. I rubbed her pussy. She moaned as my fingers slid across her dripping pussy.

Her whimpers were the sweetest thing in the world. She moaned into my ear as my fingers danced across her clit. My tongue fenced with Fawziya’s as the jinn rubbing my nipple seized it between thumb and forefinger, rolling hard.

“Mmm, your nipples are so hard. I bet they are succulent to suck on, slut,” moaned Nida. She licked my ear. “I want to find out.”

I moaned into Fawziya’s kiss and rubbed harder on Nida’s clit, giving her all the encouragement she needed. She bent over, dark-brown hair caressing my cheek and shoulder before her hot, wet lips engulfed my nipple.

She sucked hard.

I broke the kiss with Fawziya to moan my enjoyment. Nida’s lips popped and smacked as she suckled, her tongue batting my nipple. I breathed in deeply, savoring the heady incense drifting through the room.

And a naughty idea popped into my head.

I concentrated for a moment and lactated.

Nida sucked. My nipple ached as the milk squirted into her mouth. The jinn let out a purring moan, her emerald eyes widening then flicked up to me. I gave her a naughty wink as she suckled again, cheeks hollowing. I groaned, the fluttering delight shooting down to my aching clit rubbed by Fawziya’s fingers.

Nida gave a third suckle, moaning her enjoyment. She writhed her hips, my fingers dancing across her clit and pussy lips, soaked by her juices. She popped her mouth off my nipple, lips pursed tight, and leaned across me. Fawziya, seeing the invitation, cocked her head and accepted the kiss.

The jinn kissed over my body. Fawziya let out a purring moan, her body shuddering as Nida pressed a milk-laden tongue into the other’s mouth. The two jinn snowballed my milk back and forth, moaning, gasping, savoring my creamy treat.

“That’s right,” I moaned. “That’s my creamy delight. Mmm, you two love it. And there is more where that came from.”

The jinn broke their kiss, Fawziya smacking her lips. “Sophia, you are just full of surprises.” Her fingers slid down my pussy lips. Two thrust inside of my hot depths. “Riad is going to love you. You’ll be his favorite concubine.”

Through the fog of lust and heady incense, I knew there was something wrong with that statement. I just didn’t know what. Riad… I shouldn’t want to be his. I was…was…

Thoughts evaporated as two sexy jinn latched onto my nipples and suckled. I groaned, my pussy clenching on Fawziya’s thrusting fingers. Both jinn nursed with a hungry passion. My fingers rubbed harder at Nida’s pussy, my other hand sliding across Fawziya’s dusky stomach, reaching between shaved thighs.

Finding hot cunt.

Both jinn moaned about my nipples as they nursed. Their passion buzzed through my body. I gasped and moaned, shuddering, my toes fluttering. I tossed my head from side to side. Every time they suckled, delight rippled down my body to my pussy, building the pleasure swelling in my core. Their cheeks hollowed. Both jinn feasted on my milk as we writhed on the bed.

My head tossed back and forth, my eyes fluttering. Every time I blinked, I saw a different ceiling. One moment blue sky and fluffy, white clouds then the next gauzy silk draped about us, a cocoon. A ceiling of gold leaf. A vaulted ceiling covered in a fresco of naked, writhing women loving each other while a crimson-skinned man watched with possessive delight.

I was in the fresco, two jinn on other side of me, writhing, undulating. Nearby to me in the fresco, a pale-skinned Xandra tribbed the ebony-skinned Halanian beauty, grinding their pussies together, legs scissored. It was so real. I could almost see movement across it.

Nida’s fingers found my clit while Fawziya plunged a third finger into my dripping snatch. I gasped, pleasure fluttering through me.