Chapter 4 - Lucky orgy at the Blooming Rose

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                - “Do we have a Deal?”

Isabela had to repeat the question more than three times before getting something of an answer. To be fair, the man she was meeting had never been accused of being the smartest guy around, nor the most attentive, so she wasn’t really surprised by how slow he was proving himself to be.
… also, she was showing off a fair bit of cleavage, half-laying herself on their table as she did, so she couldn’t begrudge him his lack of attention. It was exactly why she was doing it in the first place. 

                - “Do we have a Deal?” She asked a second time, and still, she didn’t get an answer.

Isabela was playing with the laces of her shirt, flashing glimpses of her brown skin to the man in front of her. Right now, that man was deaf to pretty much anything, distracted by the sight of her beautiful breasts heaving along her breathing and it was only her chuckle that woke him from his daze. He blushed, embarrassed, but still met her stare when she asked the question a third time.

                - “How do I know it’s not a trap?” He answered and Isabela simply laughed at him.

                - “Oh, Lucky.” She said with a pitying smile. “Why would I need to trap someone like you?”

Lucky grimaced.

It stung but he couldn’t say anything back. Years had passed since he thought himself a Big-Shot in Kirkwall. A decade, really, during which he had learned the hard way he was nothing next to the network of the Carta, Varric Tethras, the underground mages or even the Templars. Next to them, he looked pitiful with the two poor and stupid fellows he had somehow managed to convince to work for him. Certainly not someone the great Isabela would indeed need to trick. He was so far beneath her notice he was surprised she even remembered him.
… she probably didn’t, at least until the last few weeks when she gad caught him snooping in her personal business.

                - “I’m still the one that found out about Gamlen and you!” He pointed out.

… but he still had some pride!

                - “Yeah, and what a surprise that was!” Isabela answered, not bothered at all, to the point of not even lowering her voice like he just did. “How did you find out, anyway?”

                - “Well… for starters, the two of you weren’t really discreet… especially lately!”

Again, instead of being embarrassed like he expected her to, Isabela only smiling fondly.

                - “Yeah, I suppose that fucking in the middle of the Chantry, even at night, was pushing it.” She admitted, closing her eyes to remember the scene. “But fuck! Was it worth it!”

                - “Wait? You did what?” Lucky exclaimed and Isabela looked surprised.

                - “Oh? You weren’t talking about that? I was so sure a sister saw us.”

                - “No! I was talking about that time the two of you did it at the dock, right behind the harbormaster’s office! Many recognized you there, that’s where most of the rumors came from!”

                - “Well, it’s not like it really matters anymore.” Isabela answered, shrugging. “Those were bound to start at some point. I’m even surprised they didn’t start sooner.”

Except it wasn’t just rumors, at least not for Lucky who had found out the truth.

Being a very small information broker with a barely functioning network inside the city, Lucky was more often than not forced to follow the stupidest rumors – or at least that’s how the other informants described them – because that’s where he wouldn’t have to suffer any kind of competition. It also meant he often ended up wasting his time and the money he had in those endeavors, never getting any profit from it. 
That last rumor had been the same. One crazy rumor which, even if proven true, probably wouldn’t have brought bring him any kind of substantial amount of money. Except this time, he had hit the jackpot, making finally good on his name. He wouldn’t make much monetary profit out of it, but if what he had been promised ended up happening, he would have done everything but waste his time, and it would have definitely been worth it.
 
Still, he couldn’t believe it was true. Gamlen and Isabela were married.

Never would he have imagined that such an absurd rumor would have been one of the few to be proven true. After all, who could even imagine the legendary captain Isabela wed to Gamlen Amell? But it was true, and Maker was Lucky glad he decided to follow it!
… at least today.

Last week however, he truly had thought he was done for when the woman he had hoped could be a trusty source, a woman named Charade – Gamlen’s own daughter apparently – showed up with Isabela at their meeting spot. He had tried to run – he wasn’t stupid enough to try to fight Isabela. Last time hadn’t ended well for him – but the pirate had caught him easily. But instead of slitting his throat for having discovered the truth or simply beat him up for having the audacity to believe that that same truth was… well, true, she had offered him something else.

A Deal.

… There had been a strange smile on her lips when she had used the word, something kind of manic in her eyes also, so he had hesitated a little… at least until she had told him exactly what kind of deal it was, and what kind of reward he could be expecting.

Basically, she was paying for his silence as well as his services, intent on using him to spread misinformation and make sure no one else followed the rumors about Gamlen and herself. And for that, she had offered something far more attractive than money.

                - “So, what do you say? Shall we go? The others are waiting for us.”

Isabela questioned him but Lucky barely heard her. As of right now, he had trouble thinking about – and with – something else other than his cock. The fact that their meeting took place at the Blooming Rose wasn’t helping matters.
Indeed, despite having elected to meet in a somewhat private booth, the ambiance of the best Whorehouse of the city was inescapable. Sighs, moans and sultry laughter could be heard all around them, as well as the usual thumping sounds coming from above, leaving very few doubts about what was happening upstairs. Talking to a sultry Isabela who seemed keen on teasing him in the middle of all that, with several girls coming and going to bring them “something” to drink – he was pretty sure those drinks were laced with an aphrodisiac of some sort – had his blood rushing down South rather than North. He found himself tongue-tied, having long decided he would abstain of talking as much as he could – something that was very, very uncharacteristic of him – far too fearful to lose that chance of a lifetime because of his mouth.

                - “Lucky? I’m waiting!” She called for him, waving her hand in front of his face. “If you’re not sure, maybe someone else will…”

                - “No!” Lucky cried out, panicked. “I’ll do it! Please!”

Isabela nodded, a satisfied, and somewhat mocking, smile on her lips.

                - “Perfect!” She said, getting up. “Let’s go, then! Lusine? Are you there? We’re going up!”

                - “What are you…?” Lucky shouted out, jumping from his seat. 

Lucky was shocked to see Madam Lusine, the owner of the Blooming Rose, approach their booth, not looking the least surprised to have been called by Isabela to whom she gave a key, smiling secretly. 

                - “You know the room, Isabela.” The lady of the House said. “Gamlen is already waiting for you upstairs… with the others.”

Lucky was even more surprised to see that Madam Lusine actually knew about Gamlen and Isabela. He thought their secret would be known for but a few people, a handful really, but it seemed it wasn’t the case. Perhaps that’s why they decided to use him, because they were starting to get worried about the rumors spreading. On the other hand, Madam Lusine had the reputation of knowing a lot yet keep quiet the affairs of her customers, her profession came with that sort of discretion after all.

That’s also what Isabela seemed to think because she only smiled playfully at the Madam without hiding anything:

                - “I wouldn’t want to keep him waiting… otherwise he’ll grab another one of your girls and get her off her game for days to come!”

Madam Lusine rolled her eyes and told her to go, barely acknowledging Lucky. Isabela snickered to herself, wrapping her fist around the key she was just offered, then turned toward Lucky. She didn’t say anything, she simply smiled a smile full of promises.
Gulping, Lucky followed the pirate through the Rose. She guided him upstairs, to the second floor where the most luxurious rooms awaited. Distracted by her swaying hips, he almost bumped into her when she suddenly stopped, announcing they were here. He didn’t want to look away from Isabela, fearing she would disappear if he did so and he would simply wake up in his bed. Yet, the sounds coming through the door next to them were simply too distracting.

Moans and grunts, as well as a perverted sucking sounds echoed in the hallway. Clearly, whomever was inside, they had started without them, something Isabela complained about, but the dirty smile on her lips told another story.

                - “Let’s join them!” She said, using the key Madam Lusine had given her.

The door creaked open, revealing the room and the origins of the moans and grunts that became even louder.

As expected from one of the best rooms of the Rose, the room was big, with a lot of furniture and decorations that screamed sex. Be it the paintings of naked men and women on the walls, the intimate color of these same walls, the numerous chairs and sofa which offered many places to enjoy themselves, to the mirrors scattered throughout the room and the bar where alcohol and probably some enhancing drugs could be found, the room welcomed its users to a place of pure debauchery.
… worthy of the reputation of the Blooming Rose, one could say.
The sun was still up outside, shining through the windows on the opposite wall, yet candles had been lit up almost everywhere – to give the illusion of intimacy or some other purpose, Lucky couldn’t say – bringing even more heat in a room already burning with it. Lucky only had one foot inside and already he could feel the sweat gather on his forehead… just as he felt his cock hardening. Amidst all of that, the bed was still the most impressive thing in the room. Huge, he could easily welcome more than four or five people, with tantalizing blood-red sheets that reflected the light of the candles, their quality visible to the naked eye. Four big posters made the armature of the bed, with big curtains which gave the idea of privacy – which was quite funny in a whorehouse where the walls were thins enough to let everyone hear what was going on in the next room, drowning the whole Rose in perpetuals echoes of moans and others perverted sounds.

The perverted sounds coming from that room emanated, of course, from the luxurious bed where three naked people were laying.

Gamlen, in the center, was embraced by two women. One Bethany Hawke who was too busy pushing her breasts in her uncle’s face to even notice the door had opened, and an equally as busy Merrill who was kneeling in the bed, her butt in the air, as she bobbed her head up and down the man’s cock, gobbling it in a series of slurping sounds. Only Gamlen truly reacted to Isabela and Lucky’s arrival, but it was simply with a smirk, his hands still on his niece’s waist and the elf’s head.

Lucky wasn’t surprised to find Bethany in the room – she had been mentioned by Charade and her name had often come up along the rumors regarding Isabela and Gamlen – but he was surprised to see the elf Merrill alongside her. The man had somehow managed to snatch Isabela, so for him to get a hold of Merrill whose admiration for the pirate was well-known didn’t come as much as a shock. Seeing the petite elf moan moan so wantonly around Gamlen’s cock however, was, having known her only as a blushing and innocent thing.
... then again, he had always thought Isabela very proud and impossible to tie down – even for the Champion of Kirkwall – and now she was married to someone like Gamlen Amell.

                - “Finally here, huh?” That same Gamlen Amell said, talking like everything was normal and he wasn’t being lavished on by two women. “We started to get restless in here.”

                - “I can see that.” Isabela said, locking the door behind them. “You couldn’t even wait five minutes?”

Gamlen didn’t acknowledge what seemed like banter. His gaze had zeroed on Lucky.

                - “Looks like you managed to convince him.” He grunted, indicating him with his chin as his hands were otherwise occupied.

                - “It wasn’t really difficult.” Isabela answered, making the man chuckle.

                - “No surprises there. He would be stupid to let an opportunity like that pass by. So?” He said, addressing Lucky directly. “Do we have a Deal? Can we count on your help to track and get rid off the rumors about Isabela and I?”

Lucky gulped, feeling both anxious and excited.

Was this really happening? Was he really going to get participate to an orgy with most of the female companions of the Champion of Kirkwall in exchange for his silence and some misinformation? He could hardly believe. It seemed far too good to be true and yet…

                - “Let’s take that as a yes.” Isabela said, making him jump.

The voluptuous pirate passed right next to him and Lucky felt his eyes budged – alongside something else lower – when he realized she was already undoing the laces of her shirt. She got rid of it, throwing it in his direction with a sultry smile, tantalizingly presenting her naked back to him. His throat was suddenly parched as he watched Isabela – the proud and legendary “captain” Isabela – bend down in front of him to slid off her underwear, giving him a full view of her gorgeous ass. The dark beauty got rid of her boots next, and Lucky was too stunned to notice how much of a show she was putting on while doing so, tracing her long legs with her fingers, palming her buttocks, caressing her curves with soft sighs. She didn’t turn around, keeping her front hidden from his view, but she was looking at him, her eyes shining mischievously.
Once upon a time Lucky would have acted without caring about the consequences of his actions but time had mellowed him a bit. Gamlen, Merrill and Bethany had gotten back into it – or rather continued what they had never stopped – and Lucky found himself hesitating, wondering how to start. His eyes found Isabela’s who didn’t seem in a hurry to join the others and the bed and the heat in her gaze traveled down to his cock. She didn’t say anything, simply arched an eyebrow, asking him silently what he was waiting for and Lucky lost control.

To hell with caution! He always wanted to do this!

Marching to the pirate who actually shivered at his purposed approach, Lucky didn’t waste time getting his hands on the glorious orbs she was keeping hidden from him. His fingers burrowed themselves into the generous flesh and he groaned, unable to hold back his appreciation.

                - “Fuck! I always wanted to touch those jugs of yours!” He swore, just as he cupped a handful of the pirate’s heavy breasts.

He stilled immediately after, expecting to be beaten up or something, but the Rivaïn only smiled at him in amusement and even pressed herself against him, feeling her tits with his hands.

                - “Well, perhaps you’ll get lucky and do more than touch them tonight.” She purred and he almost just came then and there.

Instead, he squeezed her wonderful dark orbs of flesh harder and the pirate moaned, teasing his cock with the curve of her ass. One of her arms went around his neck, her hand caressing the back of his head as she tilted her own, puckering her lips. Sighing softly, she kept coming closer, tilting her head some more and for but a crazy wonderful instant he thought they were going to kiss… until Gamlen stopped them:

                - “Isabela!” He said, voice harsh. “Stop playing!”

Lucky blinked in confusion, only to see Isabela smile to herself. She wasn’t looking toward Gamlen but she was clearly enjoying his obvious jealousy. Lucky realized she was using him to aggravate Gamlen when she winked at him, but he couldn’t even get mad about it. He had still the feeling of her wonderful breasts on his fingers and the promise of more to come. Still, he was disappointed when the pirate broke free of his embrace to join Gamlen who had freed himself from his other women.

                - “You’re the worst, you know that?” The man in question grunted, palming her ass to bring him closer to him.

Isabela – the proud Isabela! – actually giggled as she fell on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

                - “You’re so possessive.” She said, teasing his lips with her own, eyes closing. “I belong to you remember.”

                - “And don’t you forget it.” Was Gamlen’s answer.

Then they were kissing.

A lewd kiss that turned passionate in a second. Isabela moaned, pressing herself against Gamlen as their tongues met, her arms tightening around his neck while the man himself was locking his own around her waist. The move made the pirate sigh and she paused their kiss for a second, savoring his embrace, only to smile and surge once more after a beat.
They seemed to forget everything around them, even the other women on the bed and, of course, Lucky who found himself thinking he could now see them married. Their embrace was lewd and perverted, as were the sounds they were making, but there was also something of a weird intimacy between them, and a playfulness he could have used to describe the bond between two lovers. It also made him feel stupid of having thrown himself like that at Isabela – clearly, he had forgotten himself – and also horny, he was ashamed to admit.
… at least, until Bethany presented herself to him.

The Champion’s sister actually disrobed him, and she did it in a way that would have made the whores downstairs proud. Each time she helped him off an article of clothing, she made it so while pressing herself against him, kissing his newly naked skin with her own. She pushed her breasts against his back when she opened his shirt, then joined their bellies as she made him take it off. She knelt in front of him to help him get rid of his pants – caressing his body with her own while she slowly fell in front of him – and his cock would have probably smacked her in the face had she helped him off his undergarments. Instead, she let him keep them and she moved back up, once again tracing his body with her delicious curves.
The feeling of her breasts against his clothed cock had him panting.

Once he was naked, Bethany led Lucky to a nearby chair – one that was not far from the bed where Isabela and Gamlen were still kissing. The girl didn’t take care of him, however. She too was called back by Gamlen and she couldn’t hide her eagerness as she joined her uncle in the bed with Isabela. Soon, the three of them were tangled with each other and Lucky was squirming in his seat, holding back the urge to grab his cock and stroke it.
Two hands touched his knees suddenly, bringing back his attention forward, and he found the elf, Merrill, bend down in front of him, blushing sweetly.

                - “I hope I can please you.” She said, then her tongue darted out, swiftly licking her lower lip.

She seemed to hesitate a moment then she pressed her lips against his, gently but hastily. Next, she knelt down, spreading his legs to get between them.
... Lucky gulped, watching her do so.
Merrill’s small hands came for the last prison of his cock and once his last clothing was taken of under the elf’s curious gaze, his cock sprang free, already hard as steel, drawing a noise of surprise and appreciation from her.

                - “Humans’ cocks are always so big!” She said, taking it almost reverently. “And so hard…!”

She was already slowly stroking him when she met his eyes. 

                - “Please enjoy my mouth as much as you want!” She said, acting like some submissive elf servant.

Lucky didn’t answer. Couldn’t answer. Both because of the excitement but also because he could still hardly believe what was happening right now. Merrill’s eager little mouth fell on his cock, and he stopped thinking, losing himself to the feeling.

                - “Mhm… slurp… I love humans’ cocks!” He heard the elf admit right at the beginning.

Lucky couldn’t tell if she was talking to him or to herself. His voice made raspy by the pleasure, he wondered if she did it often to say such things. Merrill didn’t answer but she sucked him harder, making him breath harder, his balls contracting wonderfully.

                - “Fuck… I never expected you to be such a good little cocksucker!” 

She looked innocent enough, but she was a pro at sucking cocks!

With her tongue, she was tracing his length, kissing and sucking the tip of his cock when she wasn’t taking it all in her eager little mouth, coaxing him to moan. While she did this, she had one hand on the base of his cock, stroking him there slowly as she used her other hand to play with his balls. She was easily as good as the best whores of the Blooming Rose. Lucky was in awe.

                - “Where did you… hgn… learn all that?”

Merrill paused her ministrations – if only with her mouth. Her hands however were still moving – to answer somewhat shyly:

                - “Isabela taught me.” She said and Lucky groaned, feeling his arousal grow as he imagined the pirate “training” the elf to become the slut she was now.

                - “She did a good job!” He praised before grabbing Merrill by the head, forcing her on his cock with a grunt. “Hgn! Use the skills she taught you to make me cum!”

Merrill did just that.

Instead of resisting, she let Lucky’s cock fill her mouth completely, her cheeks bulging to accommodate his size. Her hands fell on his thighs, and she started to bob her head up and down his length, sucking his cock faster and harder. 
Lucky groaned in delight, tilting his head back against the chair. His eyes caught movement next to him and he looked toward the bed where Gamlen was receiving a double titty-fuck from both Isabela and Bethany. The man had his hands on the women’s shoulders, watching them do all the work with a smirk, sitting on the edges of the bed while they knelt between his legs. The way they moved in unison, Lucky felt it wasn’t the first time Gamlen was on the receiving end of such a treat.

                - “Lucky bastard.” He groaned enviously, a little humiliated to feel jealousy toward someone like Gamlen Amell.

Still, he was himself being serviced right now and he looked at the petite elf half laying on his lap, so eager she was to swallow his cock, and he decided to help her by grabbing her by the back of the head and force her down his full length, choking her with his dick.

                - “Gloaargh! Glack! Glurk”! Were the noises she made in response, yet there wasn’t really any distress hiding in there.

The sounds that escaped her were like music to his ears.

                - “That’s right, you elf-bitch! Choke on my dick!” He groaned, his usual “charm” resurfacing as his pleasure increased.

Merrill revealed herself to be even better than Lucky expected with her mouth and throat, as despite her first reluctance, she was soon taking all of him quite easily, bobbing her head on his cock. Lucky hissed between his teeth, satisfied, yet he kept his attention on Isabela and Bethany while he was fucking Merrill’s mouth, enjoying the sight of them both using their breasts together… although, certainly not as much as Gamlen was:

                - “Fuck!” The man swore, pushing the two girls together so that they were squeezing his cock even harder. “That’s right, my favorites sluts! Keep working my cock!”

That’s also Lucky said to Merrill, but his voice was tighter, betraying an approaching climax.

                - “Almost there… hgn… almost… fuck!“

The information broker swore loudly, panting as his stomach clenched tighter and tighter, his whole-body tingling at the approach of a powerful orgasm. Groaning, he looked at the elf kneeling before him who was sucking on his cock even more noisily now that he had told her he was going to cum, and he couldn’t help but smile.

                - “I’m going to cum, you hear me? I’m going to cum inside your little elf mouth!”

Merrill looked at him with her big eyes brimming with need and Lucky threw his head back with a groan and a smile.

He couldn’t believe that he was about to cum inside the mouth of one of the Champion of Kirkwall’s companions! He was really glad he had chosen to take Gamlen’s and Isabela’s offer!

                - “Hgn! Get ready! Fuck, it’s here! I’m…!”

But just as he had been about to cum, Lucky saw something, or rather someone, which made him froze… and not in a good way.

The Guard-captain Aveline had just entered the room.

Seeing her, Lucky had immediately a series of numerous flashbacks in which the Guard-captain had him arrested and questioned for his many, many, shady dealings. Her just as numerous threats came to mind and he would have jumped on his feet, had he been able to do so without the elf still sucking his cock. Instead, he put his hands on the air, like it would somehow absolve him of the situation.

He was the only one reacting like this, the others kept doing what they were busy doing. Well, almost all of the others, a cry of joy was suddenly heard from a certain Rivaïn:

                - “Aveline!”

Isabela rushed toward the red-hair and took her in her arms before starting to kiss her to Lucky’s great shock. Even weirder still, while the Guard-captain seemed somewhat reluctant, she didn’t try to resist the kiss and she even started to respond to it after a while, sighing a little against the pirate’s eager mouth. That’s when the latter released her with a smirk.

                - “It’s been a while.” She noted. “Finally decided to ditch Donnic?”

                - “Don’t talk about him!” Aveline hissed, but that did little to impress Isabela.

                - “Of course, he doesn’t matter right now, does he?” She responded, bringing a hand in front to squeeze one of Aveline’s breasts through her clothes.

The Guard-captain didn’t push the pirate away like Lucky expected her to. Instead, her eyes fluttered close and she bit her lips while a knowing smirk spread on Isabela’s.

                - “Can’t wait?” She teased her. “You must be already wet...”

She shoved a leg between Aveline’s and the woman sighed once more, her whole-body twitching a little before sagging, welcoming her touch.

Watching the scene, Lucky wondered if he was dreaming. He seemed to be the only one shocked by this sudden turn of events. Merrill had stopped sucking him when he had thrown his arm in the air but her attention was still on him. She was stroking his cock, keeping it hard, despite him having all but forgotten her. She was strangely and obediently concentrated on her task, ignoring what was happening behind her. Bethany was the same way. With Isabela leaving to greet Aveline, she had taken the opportunity to some one-and-one time with her uncle… or rather, his cock. Pressing herself against his thighs, she was now titty-fucking him hard, sucking on the head of his cock she wasn’t able to drown with her flesh. Her arms wrapped around her breasts, she was squeezing him tight, basking in the man’s praises.

                - “Fuck… you’re always so good to your uncle, sweet Bethany.” He was groaning, gently caressing her hair. “Nothing like your stupid and ungrateful brother!”

Bethany only hummed happily around his cock and Gamlen smirked before looking up and offering a lewd greeting to Aveline who gulped, clearly affected by him. Lucky looked at Gamlen, stunned. How in the hell had he managed to get the Guard-captain also? It wasn’t jealousy he felt for him anymore – well, still a little but how could he not when he saw the man had literally a harem of his nephew’s companions? – it was respect.
 
Like Bethany had done for him, Isabela soon started undressing the Guard-captain for her to join the "party" as she called it.

For once, the Guard-captain wasn’t wearing her usual armor but rather civilians’ clothes which looked Fereldan in origin. Isabela slowly helped her get rid of it, putting on a show for Gamlen still on the bed but also Lucky – although they weren’t looking in his direction, seemingly having forgotten him for the Champion’s uncle. Undoing the first strap holding up her strange overalls, then the next, Isabela snickered when Aveline instinctively put her arms in front of her chest even though it was her pants the pirate was attacking first. Undoing the buckle of her belt – while grazing her waist with tantalizing fingers – she freed the lower-half of the Guard-captain first, revealing a large ass and strong legs.
Lucky gulped, both enticed by the sight and intimidated by the sudden growl the Guard-captain made when Isabela spanked her ass. The pirate wasn’t as easily scared, fortunately, and only smirked.

                - “Come one Big-girl.” She whispered in her ear, pressing a small kiss right under it. “I’m not going to do all the work.”

Shivering slightly, Aveline uncrossed her arms with a somewhat still reluctant face, and grabbed at her shirt. She didn’t seem to be in the mood of playing games or seduce Gamlen like Isabela did. Yet, when her gaze met the man’s, she did something just as shockingly enticing than the pirate did. She ripped her shirt in half.
If Gamlen looked surprised, Lucky’s eyes were bulging from, never having expected such a showing from the prude and proud Guard-captain of the city-guard of Kirkwall. Isabela, on the other hand, was delighted:

                - “Way to go!” She said, whistling. “It looks like we’re not the only ones eager to start, mhm?”

                - “Shut up, slut.” A blushing Aveline grunted, looking like she regretted what she had just done.

Still, she bit her lips when she looked at Gamlen who was smiling wolfishly at her, taking in her naked. She couldn’t hide her own arousal, not with the way she was squirming, her breath short and heavy. She seemed a second away to join Gamlen and Bethany on the bed.

Unfortunately for her, Lucky would be getting her first, as Isabela informed her.

                - “Bethany is taking care of Gamlen because you were late… but don’t worry, there is someone else who is ready for you.”

Holding her by her shoulders, Isabela turned Aveline away from Gamlen, toward the still-sitting Lucky. The information broker gulped, devouring the Guard-captain with his eyes as she was brought closer to him. She was strong-looking, with broad shoulders, muscles and scars, but she still had the curves at the right places, and the way she was physically intimidating was contrasting nicely with the hesitation and shyness of her face.

                - “You recognize Lucky, surely?” Isabela made the presentations while snickering to herself, evidently mocking both Lucky and Aveline.

                - “What is he doing here?” Aveline glared at Lucky while the man himself stayed silent, still gazing at her with a lewd smile.

                - “He’s helping us out.” Isabela explained succinctly. “In exchange, he’s getting rewarded.”

                - “Rewarded? Isabela! If you think, I’m going to…!”

While Aveline was busy protesting the idea of being used as a reward to some shady deal between Gamlen, Isabela and Lucky, Isabela signaled Lucky to come closer. His heart beating loudly in his chest, the man got up, abandoning Merrill who didn’t make a sound and rather watched the scene unfold with bated breath.
Lucky was just as breathless when Aveline noticed him get up and he saw a flicked of desire enter her gaze. Encouraged by it – and mostly the smirk of Isabela behind her – he came close and put his hands on her, stopping her protests. He had never noticed before thanks to all that armor she wore all the time, but the red-hair had a nice rack. Not as big as Isabela of course, nor Bethany, but her breasts were still a bountiful and when he cupped them, he found he couldn’t cover them fully with his hands. They were also quite nice to the touch.

                - “See? It’s not so bad, isn’t it?” Isabela teased, watching Aveline shudder slightly under Lucky’s touch, and not in disgust.

                - “I can’t believe I’m letting a lowlife criminal touch me.” Aveline said as he played with her breasts, daring him to put an arm round her to bring her closer.

Lucky heard the small hitch in her voice, the excitement hiding in her reluctant act, and he himself acted. He was still frightened by the woman who he knew could break his arms if she decided to do so, but still his pride was prickled by her words – and also his lust, he couldn’t deny it – so he kissed her. He shoved his mouth against her in a brutal and possessive kiss that made her squeak in surprise and outrage, but he swallowed her protests, bringing her closer to her until their bodies merged into one. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist, his free hand grabbing the back of her neck to stop her from fleeing. He found her tongue and forced her to submission with his own. There was spit and saliva, grunts and groans… it was everything but as sensual or pleasant kiss. It was only forceful and dominating… and somehow, it made the strong Aveline surrender.
At some point, just after she had managed to break the kiss to take a big gulp of air, he kissed her once more, pushing against her until her head was tilted back, he felt her idle hands find his waist and grip him here.

                - “Seems like someone is starting to enjoy herself!” Isabela laughed from the side, confirming his suspicions. “Way to go, Lucky! I honestly didn’t think you had it in you!”

Aveline was blushing when he finally released her, and she glared at Isabela, but her arousal was clear to all.

                - “Not so bad for a lowlife, isn’t he?” Isabela teased the Guard-captain who managed to keep her cool despite how intensely she was blushing.

                - “Of course, you would say that!” She sneered. “You’re probably used to lay with the most disgusting men you came across!”

                - “Don’t lie.” Isabela sang, coming behind her. “You were enjoying herself right now. Want me to show you?”

                - “Don’t…!”

But, of course, Isabela didn’t listen and she grabbed Aveline’s hardening breasts, immediately pinching her nipples. Aveline couldn’t hold back a moan of surprise and pleasure and the pirate smirked, teasing her some more.

                - “See? I told you.” She whispered in her ear. “I don’t know why you pretend Big-girl. You want this as much as any of us…”

Landing some credence to her words by shoving a hand between her legs, Isabela made Aveline cry out. The red-head grabbed her wrist but she didn’t push her away. Instead she moaned, her knees bucking as the pirate worked her.
Watching them, Lucky gulped audibly and it drew Isabela’s gaze who smirked, teasing Aveline to arouse him some more, looking right at him while doing so, until his cock was all but begging to be touch.

                - “But he’s the one getting rewarded today, not you.” Isabela relented at last, winking at Lucky before forcing the Guard-captain to go down with her. “And you are going to reward him.”

                - “Isabela…!” Was Aveline’s only word of protest, and it was strangled.

The sight of these two powerful women embracing as they knelt in front of him was enough to make Lucky cum – that and the wonderful work done by Merrill until now – but he managed to hold back, tightening his fists.
If they touched him right now, he would burst, he was just that aroused. He was trembling in excitement, his cock twitching and his blood beating loudly in his ears. Fortunately for him, the two women seemed taken with each other right now, with Isabela teasing and working Aveline until she was just as horny than the rest of them.

                - “Isabela, st… stop!” She cried between two panting breaths. “Not so… mhm… so intense…”

Despite her words, Aveline arched her body in Isabela’s lewd embrace, opening her thighs to her dexterous hands. The sounds escaping from between them were also very telling. Watching, Lucky wanted nothing more but stroke himself to completion and shower them with his semen. It was only the knowledge than one of them would soon do exactly that for him that allowed himself to hold back.

                - “Fufu… I think she’s about ready now.” Isabela purred, looking at Aveline who was now panting heavily, her face red with pleasure. “Merrill… can you…?” 

Lucky twitched when two small hands found his back. Merrill made him sit down on the chair once more, stroking his cock softly as she lavished his neck with small kisses. Isabela was doing the same with Aveline’s, still teasing the Guard captain until the hard woman was actually putty in her hands, or at least, dazed enough to follow her instructions.

Instructions that had the proud Guard-captain give him a handjob.

                - “A handjob really?” Lucky couldn’t help but say, having hoped for something a bit more, like the mouth of the Guard-captain on his cock.

                - “We have all night.” Isabela answered with a wink. “Better to start small.”

The smile of the pirate was full of promises so Lucky chose to trust her. Not that he had much choice. Despite everything happening right now, he hadn’t forgotten he was just a guest here.

                - “Now let’s see this cock. Hey, not bad!” Isabela whistled. “I would have never expected something like this from you, Lucky!”

Lucky probably should have felt insulted – and maybe he was just a little – but how could he be in this situation? He would have never dreamed of ever showing his dick to Isabela – at least since more than ten years ago, when she had broken his nose after he had foolishly thought he could get her to pay for his information with sex – but right now she was gazing at it, and despite the amused look on her face, he knew – hoped – that at some point, she would even be touching it.

For now, Aveline would suffice.

That’s what he wanted to say, but truly Lucky felt just as excited to have the same woman who had berated him so many times in the past jerk him off. He already knew he wasn’t going to last long but he certainly was going to enjoy himself until then.

                - “Come on.” He heard himself say, his voice bleeding arousal.

                - “You know what to do Aveline!” Isabela sang and when the Guard-captain failed to react, she guided her hand.

Aveline’s face scrunched with something akin to disgust or reluctance but she didn’t fight back and Lucky watched her hand getting closer and closer from his cock. His heart was beating loudly in his chest and he stopped breathing when she finally touched him. There was no explosion of pleasure, no crying out or breaking on his part. His cock throbbed at the feeling of being touched but the emotion that flooded through him was something more akin to relief rather than ecstasy. That didn’t stop him from groaning loudly when Aveline’s hand clenched around him, heating up the embers of his previous almost-climax.

                - “And now… jerk him off.” Isabela instructed Aveline, her eyes burning Lucky, feeding his arousal even more.

Closing her other hand around his cock, Aveline moved them up and down wordlessly. Lucky hissed at the feeling, the pleasure flooding from his dick to the rest of his body, and he looked down at the two women kneeling in front of him, drinking in the sight.

                - “Fuck! I can’t believe…!”

He wasn’t able to finish, a burst of arousal had his cock twitching down to his balls and he swore, pushing against the chair and Merrill who was still caressing his shoulders. That made him smile fiercely, the knowledge he was enjoying the attention of three of the four female companions of the Champion of Kirkwall. Even after the departure of the man himself, they were still well-known throughout the city – something akin to celebrities, really – and the idea that three of them were lavishing him with caress, kisses, sultry whispers and other perverted forms of touch, felt like a dream. A dream he never knew he had but, Maker, was he glad it came true.

By the time Aveline had started to jerk him off in earnest, Isabela had left her, joining him instead by taking a seat on one of the arms of his chair, replacing Merrill who she dismissed gently.

                - “I hope she’s good enough.” Isabela whispered perversely in his ear. “Gamlen and I have trained her for some time but she’s still a little stubborn sometimes. She can be so bull-headed.” She added with affection.

                - “It’s enough.” Lucky could only pant, gripping his thighs as he didn’t dare touch Aveline’s hair after the glare she threw him the first time he had tried.

Still, it didn’t make her handjob un-enjoyable, far from it. She wasn’t the best at it, somewhat reluctant and clumsy, but the sight of the proud Guard-captain kneeling in front of him and jerking him off with her hands made up for it. And with Isabela pressing her glorious curves against his side during that, Lucky felt it couldn’t’ get any better than this.

He was wrong, of course.

Isabela all but shoved her tits in his face when she felt him get close, encouraging him to touch her. He did so, wrapping an arm around her waist to bring her closer which allowed him to put his mouth on her skin, desperately licking and sucking her dark nipples while Aveline was giving him an hanjob.

                - “Mhm… that’s right… lick my big tits, Lucky.” Isabela purred, arching against him. “Mhm… like you always wanted.”

                - “Fuck… Isabela!”

Lucky panted as Aveline stroked him faster, both aroused and infuriated by their embrace. He let go of Isabela, closing his eyes and breathing loudly, feeling his climax getting closer and closer. He moaned the Guard-captain’s name and was rewarded for it by her own moan and the increase of her pace, her hands stroking his length in tandem, making him vibrate.

Merrill, meanwhile, was busy masturbating, sitting on the ground against the shaking bed. That shaking was from Gamlen and Bethany. The man was furiously pounding his niece into the mattress, laying on her so all they could see from her were her legs shaking in the air, her toes curling while she screamed loudly:

                - “Oh yes! Uncle Gamlen, your cock feels so good!”

Despite the pleasure he was busy receiving, Lucky couldn’t help to throw furtive looks to the two lovers. The sight wasn’t something he was enjoying very much – he could have lived without ever seeing the sweaty and thin back of Gamlen tense with efforts – but the intensity with which Gamlen was fucking was impressive. Isabela noted his curiosity and suddenly called to Gamlen:

                -"Oy Gamlen!”

Gamlen hardly paused his fucking when he answered her call, throwing a annoyed "what?" over his shoulder while he still moved his hips, making the bed squeak rather than shake this time.

                - “How about you both turn around?” Isabela suggested with a lewd look on her face. “Let us enjoy the show!”

Lucky was a little embarrassed by Gamlen’s smirk – the man clearly knew exactly who wanted to enjoy the show – but he didn’t say anything, only waited with bated breath. He watched Gamlen grab Bethany by the waist and bring her to him. The woman didn’t waste a second to start kissing him and then they were both moving clumsily until he was laying her on the bed once more, this time with her face toward them. He was fucking soon her once more. Sitting on his feet this time, to allow Bethany’s curves to bounce in full view of Lucky. The girl moaned, throwing her head back, and their eyes met. She smiled at him, her sweet face feverish, blushing in pleasure and Lucky felt his stomach clench, imagining himself at the place of Gamlen.

It made him come.

A burst of heat spread from his stomach to his cock which twitched hard in Aveline’s grasp. Lucky's whole-body tightened, and he didn’t even have time to shoot a warning before his release. Pleasure erupted just as his cock did, its head expending suddenly before shooting his first load on Aveline’s face, missing her right eye by a hair.

                - “Woah!” Isabela was the first to react, Aveline voicing her own outrage right after. “Not even a warning? Poor Aveline!”

Despite her words, Isabela seemed very much amused, watching Lucky gasp and groan, arching against his chair as his cock released more and more of ropes of cum on one shocked Aveline.

                - “Disgusting!” She growled.

Yet, she didn’t stop moving her hands along his cock, and while she had closed her eyes, she wasn’t really trying to avoid being sullied by his seeds. She diligently stroked Lucky to completion, biting her lips at some point, moving faster and faster until the throbbing of his cock stopped. Then she released him and caressed her body while she pretended to get rid of his semen, stopping to her thighs. She didn’t dare go lower, not with Isabela smirking at her.

Lucky didn’t notice anything. Breathing hard, he was recuperating after that powerful climax.

                - “Fuck!” Lucky groaned when he was finished. “That was…!”

There were no words. Lucky had never come so hard before. Perhaps it was the situation, perhaps the aphrodisiacs he was sure to have consumed at some point. Either way, he left like his balls were empty after coming this much… and yet, he was far from done. His cock was already rising on its own accord while he was still recovering his breath, and his arousal was still buzzing, especially when Isabela told him it was time to get serious.

                - “It was only the warm-up.” She winked at him, her tongue darting out as she gazed at his hard cock. “Now, it’s time to get this orgy started!”

A perverted smile bloomed on Lucky’s face, and he found he couldn't wait.
 
The hours passed at the Blooming Rose and later Lucky got his turn with Bethany as he had hoped. Sitting on the bed, he was making her bounce on his lap, his head burrowed between her lovely breasts.

                - “Oh Maker!” She was whispering, her head tilted back toward the ceiling.

She wasn’t screaming as loudly as she had been with Gamlen but Lucky found he almost preferred it this way. Each of her sighs and moans tasted sweets and he knew in the way her pussy was clenching around his cock and how she was holding onto his shoulders, pushing him deeper in her cleavage, that she certainly was enjoying herself.
Being gentle didn’t mean soft, he thought smugly as he lapped at her nipples, making her moan in pleasure.

                - “You like that?” He asked the Champion’s sister.

                - “Mhm… yes!” Bethany answered with a blush, either from embarrassment or pleasure.

It excited Lucky either way and he rolled his hips, closing his lips on one of her nipples as he clenched her ass between his fingers, making Bethany bounce faster and faster on his cock. The way she moaned his name in response was delightful.

                - “This feels so good!” She whispered next, and that was even better.

Bethany took hold of his shoulder with one hand and grasped her own ass with the other, arching slightly back to rock her hips on the information broker’s cock, switching between moving up and down, and left to right, taking him all. Lucky didn’t expect that the innocent-looking sister of the Champion to be so good at riding cock.

                - “Did Isabela teach you as well?” He asked after telling her so.

Her eyes still closed, concentrated on the task of riding his cock, Bethany shook her head no.

                - “My uncle did.” She responded in a breath, pushing against him.

                - “Well thank the Maker for fucking Gamlen.” Lucky snickered, something he would have never thought to say one day.

To be fair, Lucky would never have expected to be impressed by him either, and that’s what the man was doing right now, and right next to him. While Lucky was busy fucking Bethany, Gamlen was half-kneeling behind him, taking Aveline doggy-style. Her ass in the air, the strong Guard-captain was receiving such a pounding that she was forced to burrow her head in a pillow and bit on it to keep some of her screams at bay. Only some, indeed, because the woman was still screaming. She was screaming profanities Lucky would have never thought she even knew:

                - “Fuck! Your cock is so fucking huge!”

                - “Kukuku! You like it”? Gamlen grunted, mocking. “You missed this cock, didn’t you? Hgn! Much better than… hgn… your husband’s, am I right?”

                - “Nhm… no… I… mh…”

Even as she said no, Aveline was pushing back against Gamlen’s harsh thrusts, something the man called her out on:

                - “You say that, but you’re panting like a bitch in heat!” He sneered, clapping her ass with his right hand, the other grabbing at 
her hair to force her to curl against his torso. “You love my big cock, Guard-captain! Better than your husband’s!”

This time, the man wasn’t asking, he was telling.

Holding Aveline by the waist, his other keeping hold of her hair, he drilled her from behind, his waist clapping soundly against her large ass. Yet, even the sound of flesh couldn’t drown the woman’s screams as she arched against her lover, holding onto his side with one hand, the other squeezing her own breast even as she swore she preferred being fucked by her husband.

A lie, disproved by the look on her face as she was being fucked silly.

                - “Say it!” Gamlen tempted her, merging their bodies into one with one powerful and deep thrust. “Kukuku! Admit how much better my cock feel than your precious Donnic! Hgn! He could never fuck you like this, admit it!”

                - “Yes!” Aveline suddenly cried out. “He never fuck me like this!”

Aveline gave the impression that she meant it as a praise, like her husband always treated her with respect. But as soon as those words were spilled, others came with along, far less complimenting: 

                - “Only you… only your cock!” She gasped, her breath hitching as her whole-body shuddered in delight. “Oh yes! Only your cock can make me like this!”

                - “Which is saying something because Donnic has an adequate dick.” Isabela suddenly added.

Isabela and Merrill were both occupied with each other. Isabela had trapped the elf against a desk near the window and she was fingering her fast and hard, making her beg to stop or not stop – it was difficult to tell clearly – the pirate didn’t care, obviously, and kept at it.

Both Gamlen and Aveline looked at her sharply and Isabela winked.

                - “Kidding!”

Aveline kept looking at her suspiciously, but Gamlen was soon grabbing her attention by spanking her ass. Her gasp turned into a strangled moan when he released her, guiding her on all-four before fucking her once more harshly. This time the Guard-captain moved against him in earnest, unable to hold back her moans:

                - “Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, Gamlen! Harder! Faster!”

                - “Kukuku! It didn’t take long for you to change your mind, uh Aveline? Hgn! Weren’t you holding back for your husband’s sake?”

                - “Oooooh! I’m sorry, Donnic!” Aveline screamed, a mix of regret and pleasure battling on her face. “I’m sorry but his cock is too good!”

Gamlen actually snarled at that and he went even faster, making the regret disappear on the red-hair’s face and replacing it with a dopey smile. Lucky would have never thought to one day see the proud Guard-captain of Kirkwall acting like this. It was one thing to have her kneeling and jerking him off – and already that was unbelievable – but watching her surrender to a cock was something else entirely.

His respect for Gamlen kept increasing.

                - “Oh, Lucky! Yes!”

Bringing back his attention toward Bethany, Lucky was tempted to imitate Gamlen and intensify their love-making but he found just as enjoyable to watch the innocent-looking young woman move up and down his cock by herself. Her face scrunched with pleasure and effort, she was biting her lips, her large breasts bouncing along the rest of her body, moaning his name sweetly.
He didn’t want it to end, he thought, bringing his hands to her quivering tits, cupping them gently. Bethany sighed in response, opening her eyes to look directly at him without saying anything, letting her smile talk for her. This time, it was Lucky who moaned her name.

Thanks to his restraint with her, he managed to outlast Gamlen this time. He heard him roar behind him as he fell on Aveline, grabbing her by the throat while he joined his hips to her ass, filling her with his cum:

                - “Take it, you married slut!” He was grunting at a shuddering Aveline, her mouth open in a silent scream. “Take my cum into you married pussy!”

                - “Aaaaaaah! So hoooooooot!” Was the distorted moan that finally escaped Aveline when she got her voice back.

All could also see the shadow of a smile stretching the side of her mouth as she pushed her ass back against Gamlen’s pelvis, milking his cock fully.

Gamlen next used Merrill’s mouth to get himself back into form, or rather, the man let himself fall on the numerous pillows scattered at the head of the bed and it didn’t take long for Merrill to present herself and start sucking on his cock. He let her, of course, chuckling a little and promising to fuck her if she managed to get him hard – something that motivated the elf like nothing else – welcoming a kiss from Isabela who sat next to him.

                - “You fucked her good.” She noted wickedly, looking at Aveline who had yet to get back up and was laying across the mattress, moaning groggily.

                - “Surprised?” Gamlen answered smugly and the smile of Isabela turned fond.

                - “By you? Not anymore.”

By the time Gamlen was hard again and Merrill was sitting on his cock, ridding him almost reverently, her small body shivering in delight, Lucky felt himself coming.

By this point Bethany and him were moving faster. Hawke’s sister had one hand on his knees, the other on his shoulder, and she was arching back, moaning as rolled her pelvis against him. His own hands were on her waist, holding her up, and he was watching her, enraptured by the sight of the Champion’s sister fucking herself on his cock. She moaned his name, and he felt the heat spread to his stomach, making his balls aches.

                - “I’m going to cum!” She gasped, and only that forced him to hold himself back. “Oh, you’re going to make me cum!”

He was clenching his teeth hard, sweat pouring from his forehead.

                - “I’m going to cum, too!” He admitted and Bethany blinked.

Suddenly, she was against him, pushing her breasts against his torso, linking her arms behind his neck.

                - “Together!” She whispered urgently.

Then she was kissing him.

They were still kissing, hotly, passionately, when they reached their peak. Both their breaths hitched when the first burst of cum shot up from Lucky’s cock, and they stayed still, holding onto each other as he filled her with his seeds, linking their foreheads together in an intimate embrace. They stayed like this a while after it was done, with Lucky gazing at Bethany in awe, barely believing what had just happened. Sex-drunk, he couldn’t find the words to make her stay when she got up and could only follow her with his eyes, like he was hypnotized.
… at least until one Isabela took her place. His heart skipped a beat when he found the voluptuous Rivaïn kneeling in front of him, her massive breasts pressing against his thighs.

                - “Seems like you enjoyed your time with our sweet Bethany, mhm?” She said teasingly.

She traced his sensitive cock with her finger. 

                - “I guess it’s my turn with you.” She announced and Bethany was forgotten.

Lucky held his breath when the pirate took hold of his cock. Her hands were drenched in an oily liquid that was hot to the touch and spread a tingling but not completely uncomfortable sensation along his rod. It also made a perverted sound when she started to stroke him back to hardness. It arousing him, but far less than the simple sight of Isabela kneeling between his legs. 

                - “Maker, I’m so glad I decided to follow up on those stupid rumors about Gamlen and you!” He found himself babbling.

                - “Fufu, I’m sure you are.” Isabela answered, amused. “You probably never thought things would go like this, did you?”

                - “Fuck no!” Lucky chuckled, pushing on the bed to offer more of his cock to the pirate. “I can’t even believe this is happening!”

Her slick and experienced hands were dancing along his cock, working him so perfectly he could feel it down to his balls. It left him panting, moaning the name of Isabela who seemed to enjoy his reactions.

                - “Were you waiting for this?” She purred, locking both of her hands around his girth and slowly pumped them up and down, moaning sultrily as she did so. “Mhmm... feeling my hands... on your cock?”

                - “Yes!” Lucky answered, far too aroused to even think about lying. “Fuck, I wanted you for so long, Isabela!”

The Rivaïn rewarded him for his honesty by kissing the tip of his cock before suddenly swallowing it. Lucky shouted in surprise and pleasure, gripping the sheets to stop himself from doing something stupid like slow her down. His cock was still somewhat sensitive and the way she was sucking him was merciless but already he could feel his pleasure stirring, fed by the way she kept eye-contact as she bobbed her head up and down his length.

She kept at it until he was hard enough, and then she used her breasts.

                - “I’m sure you wanted this for even longer.” 

Lucky all but quivered when her strong palms were suddenly replaced by the wonderful feeling of softness and hotness of her breasts. He gasped, throwing his head back with a deep groan as he was swallowed in the dark embrace of her flesh.

                - “I told you, you would do more than touch them.” She purred, drinking in his reaction.

Lucky could only smile shakily at her, his heart beating loudly in his chest. He couldn’t believe Isabela was going to give him a titty-fuck!

He had saw her give one to Gamlen of course, and had hoped to get the same treat down the line but he was still surprised to see the proud pirate kneel in front of him and serve him like this. Serve, because he felt like she was doing this only for his pleasure. Sure, the woman herself gave the impression to enjoy herself, sighing and smiling as she stroked him with her tits, but it definitely felt like he was the one getting the better end of the deal. Until now, Isabela had mostly acted like a Top rather than a Bottom, and he had excepted her to stay the same this whole orgy. In fact, despite now knowing the rumors about Gamlen and her were true, he still had a hard time imagining someone like her submitting to anyone, let alone someone like him who, he was sure, she thought bellow her.

And yet, she was acting like this.

                - “Mhm… do you like that?” She all but purred, pushing herself against his lap, slowly moving from the right to the left, squeezing him tightly.

                - “Maker, yes!” Lucky answered, clenching his teeth. “Fuck! It feels even better than I imagined!”

                - “Oh, but you’ve seen nothing yet.” Was Isabela’s answer as she gained speed, pumping her breasts up and down his cock faster.

Lucky wasn’t as big as Gamlen – that knowledge stung somewhat, but amidst all this sex and debauchery, it was forgotten – and his cock was all but swallowed by the glorious rack of the pirate but that didn’t stop her from giving him the titty-fuck of a lifetime. He also wasn’t fully back to hardness. At some points during the titty-fuck, she grabbed his dick and spanked it against her breasts, rolling her nipple against its head until it was pulsing. Then she started to jerk it off with one hand while it was still trapped in the valley of her breasts.

He felt small next to this glorious cleavage of her and he found himself blurting it, awed by the sight anyway.

                - “Fufu… don’t worry, you’re big enough.” Isabela reassured him, amused. “You’re about as big as Hawke, in fact.”

Lucky preened at the idea of being as big as the Champion of Kirkwall who certainly was the epitome of masculinity for most of the women in Kirkwall. Behind them, Gamlen chuckled darkly, and Lucky realized then that it meant that Gamlen had a bigger dick than his nephew. That was probably what was making him laugh… or maybe it was Merrill proudly announcing she was going to cum again on his cock.

The elf was still on top of him, but she was breathing harshly, her whole body drenched in sweat. They also had changed position, with the elf now ridding Gamlen reverse cowgirl style. She was arched back, her hands tearing at the sheets as the man made her bounce on his cock, holding her by the waist. Her eyes had long rolled into the back of her skull, and she had the silliest expression on her face, half-smiling, half-dazed.

                - “Creators! Creators! Creators!” She kept babbling incoherently.

Gamlen pushed her on his cock and the smile won, taking over her face.

                - “Creators it feels so gooooooooood!” She screamed, arching back even more.

Soon, she was asking for more and Gamlen planted his feet in the mattress and thrusted his hips up, fucking the poor elf which then started screaming like she was losing her mind. That sight had Lucky back at full hardness and he looked down at Isabela who winked at him.

                - “Ready?” She asked, releasing his cock to take hold of her breasts once more.

Gulping, Lucky nodded… and fell in a world of ecstasy.

                - “Fuck! Your tits are really out of this world, Isabela!” He heard himself yell at some point. “They feel so good around my cock!”

By the time he came to his senses, he had ended up grabbing the pirate’s breasts and was fucking them himself. Isabela looked somewhat shocked by his audacity but after a few thrusts, she got into it, a smile spreading to her lips.

                - “Look at you, becoming all assertive like that with me!” She said, licking her lips. “Mhmm… it’s not enough that I’m titty-fucking you? You want to fuck my tits yourself?”

Lucky only answered by a grunt, pushing his feet on the ground to thrust his cock hard in the valley of her massive mounds, squeezing them around himself.  That had Isabela licking her lips. Chuckling softly, the Rivaïn turned her head toward Gamlen who was still fucking Merrill and found him looking right at them. There was something dark in his expression as he watched Lucky fuck her tits, something possessive and angry, and there was clear jealousy there too, but he didn’t say anything. Isabela took it as some sort of tacit approval and she winked at her husband before turning her attention to Lucky once more, urging him to fuck her tits with the dirtiest tone possible. Lucky hadn’t stopped but her encouragements only embolden him as he threw his whole back into his thrusts, falling on the bed and into the sweaty embrace of her tits. Isabela followed him, holding herself up above him with her arms as he pumped his cock in a vigorous and fast pace.

                - “Fuck! I can’t believe this is happening! I’m… fuck! I’m…!”

His pants started to echo in the room even louder than the screams of Merrill next to them.

                - “I’m so close!”

Isabela wasn’t doing anything other than looking down at him, but the perverted and hungry glint in her eyes and her smile were enough to make him loose himself:

                - “Fufufu… you seem ready to break.” She pointed out, calling him out on it.

                - “Are you kidding me?” Lucky panted, not bothering to hide how good he felt. “Who could control himself with tits like these? Fuck, I can’t believe how good it feels! It’s almost too much!” He shouted, throwing his head back.

                - “Too much, mhmm?”

Isabela suddenly pushed his hands away and took hold of her breasts herself, squeezing them hard around his cock. Lucky gasped, feeling as if he had been hit by lightning as he almost fell back, losing control of his body as a surge of pleasure spread from his cock to the rest of his body. He didn’t speak. He only let a deep and indistinct moan, his shaking arms trying to hold his body up while he himself was trying not to get overwhelmed by the pleasure.
Isabela didn’t let him. She wasted no time jerking him off with her breasts even harder and faster as before, wrapping her arms around herself to trap him inside her perverted clutches .

                - “And is that too much?” She asked, her tone challenging and wicked.

Lucky could only nod in answer, not trusting his own voice.

                - “I’m going to cum!” He rasped.

He didn’t try to hold back. Breathing loudly, he watched as the pirate brought him to completion with her tits, ready to cum all over her, ready to surrender to this incredible pleasure he had never hoped to taste.

Yet it never came to pass.

Instead, Isabela suddenly replaced her breast with her mouth, sucking his cock hard. She trapped his hands against the bed when he groaned and tried to put his hand on her head and she sucked him even harder, taking his full cock, bobbing her head at a pace that had him jerking and falling in the bed, breathing harshly by his nose.

But he didn’t cum.

Just as he was about to, Isabela suddenly stopped and withdrew. Lucky took a few seconds to react, blinking at the pirate who was already up, arms crossed under her breasts with a smug smile on her face.

                - “You bitch!” He thought. “Wh… what?” He said, out loud.

                - “There’s someone else for you.” The pirate said, pointing behind him.
 
Lucky turned around and saw Aveline.

The woman was still laying on the bed at the same place Gamlen had left her. She had somewhat turned around since then, but she had yet to move, even when Lucky crept closer without thinking.

                - “Get away.” She groaned when he entered her line of sight, but her voice held no strength and she didn’t fight back when he lay her down the bed.

The Guard-captain still seemed a little out of it. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was moaning a little incoherently, having trouble to even react to the feeling of his cock pressing itself against her pussy. So, Lucky decided to ignore her pleasure, and take care of his only.

It wouldn’t be hard. He was desperate to cum and tired of being teased.

He started fucking Aveline, hard. Grabbing the red-hair by the waist, he shoved his dick inside her in one go, groaning in delight as he felt the tight and wet walls of her pussy clench around his already-pulsing length. 

                - “So fucking tight!” He grunted, burrowing himself deeper inside her with a powerful thrust. “Hgn! Take it, fuck!”

One of his hands shot up, pushing against the mattress to hold himself up as he made a guttural sound, feeling his balls tighten as he fully hilted himself inside Aveline. He grasped her by the thigh with the other when he withdrew himself slowly, only to let his hips fall into a dominant thrust. Under him, the woman moaned, her legs unconsciously slithering around his and her hands found his sides, holding him close as he fucked her with a steady pounding oh his hips. Feeling the body of proud Guard-captain moving to meet his thrusts made a triumphant smirk spread on Lucky’s lips, the information broker looking down at her with a ravenous look.

                - “Fuck I always wanted to fuck you, you bitch!”

Maybe he was influenced by Gamlen, or maybe he was simply motivated by the resentment and fear he had always felt toward the Guard-captain, but he started to insult Aveline while fucking her.

                - “I wanted to bend you over and punish you each time you had me arrested for questioning!” He said, his hips hammering her down in a slow but punishing pace. 

Pleasure scrunched the usually so strict face of Aveline, arousing the small-time information broker some more, making his confidence surge like it had earlier with Merrill.

                - “Fuck! Maybe that’s what you wanted, uh?” He asked, smirking down at the Guard-captain who only moaned in answer, shaking under his hips. “That’s what you arrested me so often!” He spat, losing himself to his fantasy. “You wanted me to fuck you!”

His next thrust finally made Aveline scream:

                - “Oh yeaaaaaaah!”

Hearing the Guard-captain make a sound like that almost made him lost it.

Thanks to Isabela’s wonderful titty-fuck, Lucky knew he wouldn’t be able to last long, but that did not stop him from going all in. Holding nothing back, he fucked Aveline into the bed, burrowing her deeper in the mattress with each thrust.

With Gamlen and Merrill fucking on one side and Lucky and Aveline on the other, the bed – as large and sturdy as he was – was shaking dangerously, threatening to break under the stress of their love-making. Yet Isabela joined them, wanting to watch from up close. She didn’t choose Gamlen or Lucky, rather she sat on a corner, laying against the railing of the bed, watching with a wicked smirk as Lucky fucked Aveline.

                - “Mhm… yes, fuck her hard!“ She encouraged him, clearly enjoying the way he was treating her friend.

Bethany was also looking from a sofa where she was touching herself. She was biting her lips, her eyes on him as he fucked Aveline, and the awe in her expression embolden him as much as the pirate’s words, his smirk spreading even more. To make things even better, Aveline also started to react more to his fucking after a while. Her moans became stronger, and her expression cleared, turning eager and lustful, and she even locked her ankles around his waist, urging him to fuck her:

                - “More!” She asked, blushing a little. “Oh yes, fuck me more!”

Lucky gave it to her, a smug smile on his lips he pounded the Guard-captain the best he could, gaining speed as his climax crept closer

                - “Hgn! The next time your husband arrests me I’m going to be thinking about this moment!” He said, throwing his head back with a guttural moan.

Hovering above Aveline, he brought his cock down in a loud and resonating clap.

                - “And then…! Hgn! Once he’ll have left me with you in your office for interrogation, I’m going to fuck you! Hgn! I’m going to bend you over your desk and pound you like the slut you are!”

Aveline moaned, her thighs clenching around his waist, clearly reacting to his fantasy.

                - “And then I’m going to cum inside you… with your husband right outside the door!”

Panting, his forehead drenched in sweat, Lucky looked down at Aveline whose expression was one or rapture, a dark desire burning in her eyes.

                - “Maybe he’ll even hear you, you bitch!” He added wickedly and she broke.

Aveline grabbed him and used her incredible strength to bring him down… but only to urge him to cum inside her.

                - “Fill me up!” She moaned urgently. “Give me all your cum, you lowlife criminal!”

Then she kissed him roughly, clenching her pussy around his cock.

Lucky lost it. He lodged himself inside the Guard-captain and exploded, falling on her. Groaning against her mouth while she moaned, the both of them embraced passionately, his hands on her waist, hers on his shoulders. Her thighs were locked tight around his waist, never letting him go as he poured his seeds inside her, ropes and ropes of potent cum coating her inner walls.

                - “Fuuuuuck! It’s like your pussy is squeezing the cum out of my balls!” Lucky swore, gritting his teeth as his orgasm kept going, his cock being milked by the tight pussy of the married woman under him.

                - “Give it to me!” Was Aveline’s only answer, keeping him close, panting in his ear.

Lucky felt like he would never stop cumming. Pumping his hips, he groaned as he made sure the Guard-captain drained him of every last drop of his seeds. Only once that was done, he let himself collapse on the side, feeling content and drowsy.

                - “Best Deal ever.” He heard himself mutter, his voice lost in the depravity that was taking place around him.

With just this one room, the Bloomed Rose was doing justice to its reputation.

After that last round, Lucky was forced to take a break, but the orgy continued around him.

Gamlen finally came inside Merrill – after having made the poor elf herself cum so many times that she was near incoherent toward the end, to the point of blacking out when he finished inside – and he himself decided to rest a little. And by that, he meant he forced Aveline to suck him off while he watched Isabela fuck Bethany with a strap-on. He joined her after a while, fucking his niece’s breasts while the pirate took her from behind. He came once more, drowning the valley of her breasts with an impressive amount of cum, and Lucky could only wonder were all his stamina came from, especially when he next grabbed Aveline, laying her on her side and fucking her once more, holding one of her legs up into the air.
His own cock rose again by the time the Gard-captain was being filled, for the third time tonight, by a man other than her husband. Isabela was the first to notice and she draped herself over Lucky, her massive breasts pushing against his back, stroking his cock with both of her hands while they watched Gamlen have another go with Aveline right after. This time he had her legs on his shoulders and he managed to make her admit he was fucking her much better than all of her previous husbands - even the dead one. As a reward – or at least that’s what he called it – he brought her to him and soon they were kissing ferociously, the proud Gard-captain bouncing on her own on his lap.

By this point Lucky’s cock was back to full hardness and his arousal was back on track.

Isabela abandoned him shortly after to join Aveline and Gamlen, the three of them sharing a sloppy and perverted kiss. Lucky watched, jealously, as Gamlen them both at the same time, switching between their pussies. Strong-willed women as they were, they had completely been subjugated by him. His jealousy was however rapidly forgotten when he got another go with Bethany.

He fucked her next to the window where the full moon shone brightly, illuminating the white-like skin of the Champion’s sister. He chose to take her doggy style this time, and he fucked her as gently and passionately as the first time, joined to her back, his hands playing with her tits while he rolled his hips against her ass. He tasted her sighs on her lips, kissing her neck, falling into a strange intimacy which thrilled him for some reason.

                - “Too bad you’re already with someone.” He whispered in her ear, hitching himself deep inside her with a groan. “Hgn! I would have loved to call you mine, Bethany.”

Bethany moaned at that, turning her head around for a sweet kiss.

                - “Maybe you can give me your baby instead.” She answered and Lucky lost it.

Pressing her against the windows, her big breasts squished on the glass, he arched his knees and put more power into his thrusts, grinding his cock to her inner’s walls. Bethany gasped in response, eyes widening in surprise, and Lucky smirked, proud of himself to make her react that way. He took hold of her ass, increasing his intensity to the point of having Bethany on her toes, shaking in delight.

                - “Moan my name, Bethany!” He ordered her and the girl obeyed with pleasure.

                - “Ooooh, Lucky! Your cock feels so good! Mhm… it’s hitting my weak spots…!”

Bethany shuddered, letting her head fall with a gasping moan, a smile illuminated her face.

                - “More! Give me more!” She pleaded and Lucky was happy to provide.

He ended making her cum first this time, leaving her shaking so much that she was thanking him profusely while reaching her peak, drenching his thighs in her fluids. She kissed him after, as passionately as Isabela had Gamlen at the beginning of this whole ordeal, moaning sweetly when he responded by pressing her against the wall.
... and maybe Gamlen felt threatened or something like that because he took his turn with Bethany right after him and he thoughtfully destroyed her. Pushing on her thighs, he had her in a mating press position and pounded her until she was squealing she was his and no one else.

                - “Don’t get your hopes up.” Isabela said, watching the scene next to him. “You’re good… but you’re not that good.”

Chastened, Lucky was embarrassed until Isabela decided to kneel before and give him another titty-fuck, allowing him the full control of her breasts this time. 

                - “Fuck!” He swore, stuck between lust and frustration. “Your tits are really… fuck… out of this world, Isabela!”

He gave her a nice pearl necklace and his embarrassment was forgotten when he watched her lick his cum off of her dark skin. He may have been simply a guest brought here by circumstances and the whims of both Gamlen and Isabela, nothing would take this night from him, not even the knowledge that he probably would never touch another of these women after tonight.
The memory of his cock pulsing between the great Isabela’s breasts would stay with him, keeping him warm… hard, at night.

The hours passed and the women went down one after the other until it was only Gamlen, Isabela and Lucky still going at it. At that point, the night had fully taken over the room, and while moans, grunts, and other perverted sounds could of course still be heard throughout the Blooming Rose, the noises coming from their room had quieted down. 
Merrill and Bethany were sleeping on the sofa next to the door, snuggled against each other, and Aveline was laying on the desk where she had been last creampied by Gamlen. That same Gamlen was laying on the bed with Isabela on top of him, the both of them kissing under the moonlight, the only source of light now that all the candles around them had burn down.
Lucky was half-laying on the bar where he had just been sucked by Merrill before the elf had joined Bethany, peering at the drink Isabela herself had poured him a few moments ago. He could guess with what it was laced – he had seen Gamlen take a shot and immediately ravage a barely conscious Merrill against the wall – but he found himself surprisingly reluctant to drink it.

                - “I can’t go on anymore.” He admitted, his voice hoarse form exhaustion.  

Even the most powerful aphrodisiacs wouldn’t be enough to stir his libido anymore. He was spent. At least, he thought so.
 
Isabela paused her kiss with Gamlen and rose to look back at him, her gaze playful yet heated.

                - “Come on… you don’t have one last load in you?” She teased and when he shook his head, she added. “You sure? My pussy belongs to Gamlen… but my ass is free for the taking.”

She spanked her ass to prove her point and Lucky felt the embers of his desires suddenly rekindle. 

Isabela was the only woman he had yet to have sex with tonight, and the proposal – as well as the inviting smile on her face – was too good to pass up. He downed the drink in front of him, welcoming the tingling feeling that spread through his body, making his blood boil. His cock rose, as he did, and Isabela smiled, eyes shining with hunger.

                - “Here you go! Now, it’s my turn!” She announced, to both Gamlen and Lucky.

The latter got behind her and grabbed her ass with one hand, his other one guiding his cock to her hole. His dick was still drenched in fluids, and earlier the pirate had had her ass fingered by Aveline so it gave ground easily when he pushed. Still, it was tighter than any pussy he had before and he grunted as he sled inside, encouraged by her purrs of delight. Gamlen, meanwhile, had been far more forceful and shoved his full dick inside her pussy in one go, proudly claiming what was his. Once both men were sheathed inside her, the three of them stayed still a while, letting Isabela adjust to the feeling of them both, which she did with a series of sighs and moans, her eyes closed.

                - “Mhm… I was waiting for this.” She admitted.

Her right hand – the one wearing a ring, Lucky only noticed – laid on Gamlen’s torso, the other one grabbed Lucky by the neck and brought his face closer to hers. She looked at them both, her eyes betraying her anticipation, then she uttered the words:

                - “Make me lose my mind”.

The men didn’t need any more encouragements to begin fucking her.
The first thrust brought bliss to each of them but none more than Lucky who exhaled loudly, tilting his head back to close his eyes and engrave this moment in this mind. Fucking Isabela’s breasts had been incredible but fucking Isabela was something else.
Lucky hadn’t believed it would happen with how playful and elusive the pirate had been – and with how possessive Gamlen had also been toward her – even amidst the orgy. And yet, it was happening, finally, he was fucking Isabela!
How lucky, Lucky was!

                - “Thank the Maker!” He found himself cry out as he watched and felt his cock going in and out Isabela’s tight ass. “Thank fuck for the Maker!”

His babbling had Isabela and Gamlen chuckling.

                - “Looks like we won’t have to worry about him respecting our deal.” The latter smirked. “He’ll be begging for more of that, later.”

                - “I told you… mhm… that he would take the deal.” Isabela answered, her hands on her husband's stomach as she rocked her hips expertly, sitting proudly on his cock.

That same husband watched her do so with a pleased smirk, secretly relived by the attention she kept on him rather than the man whose silence they were buying with her body. 

                - “Kukuku… who wouldn’t? When you’re part of it?”

Isabela only winked before leaning back, welcoming the thrust of Lucky whose moans were actually louder than the Rivaïn’s.

                - “He certainly seems to enjoy himself.” Gamlen chuckled, somewhat mocking toward Lucky who looked like he was just about ready to lose himself.

                - “As I am.”

Isabela was indeed also enjoying herself, biting her lips in delight. She moved between them, riding Gamlen’s cock while moving back and forth to meet Lucky’s. She was hovering over the first, with one hand holding her up next to his head while the other grabbed at her own ass, like she was urging the later to fuck her harder. However, her full attention stayed on the man under her. Her husband, who had made this moment possible.

                - “I love it.” She was purring with a loving smile. “Thank you… husband.”

She then kissed him, a kiss to which Gamlen responded almost gently, making her moan against him. 

Her moans changed soon after, when she closed her eyes and let her two lovers take control of her body, moving between them with a delighted smile on her lips.

                - “Mhm… so good.” She purred. “I always wanted to have a threesome with you and another man.” She added teasingly at Gamlen who always refused to share her.

His possessiveness aroused her whereas his nephew’s had never really been welcomed the rare instances Hawke had made it known he didn’t enjoy knowing she was seeing other men than him. She couldn’t really explain it, nor did she want to. It made her feel good, that’s what was important. But it hadn’t stopped her to sometimes broach the subject of having another man with them. She even had teased him once or twice by suggesting inviting Hawke to their bed, only to see his jealousy flare up. Today, finally, she was given what she had asked for. The usual incredible pleasure only Gamlen could give her with a bit more brought by Lucky. 

                - “Is he better than Hawke too?” Gamlen asked, looking at Lucky above her shoulder.

That drew Lucky out of his daze and he perked up, watching them exchange a knowing smirk before Isabela looked back at him, pushing her ass against his pelvis as he kept fucking her. She hummed in delight, biting her lips, and winked.

                - “Yes.” She then answered. “Mhmm... he’s not good as you but he’s better than Hawke.”

Lucky only heard the last part.

Lucky didn’t really have anything against the Champion, but he was still a man. And hearing he was better than the one guy the whole city once – and still – admired was exhilarating. His next thrust was powerful and he managed to surprise Isabela who arched with a scream, siting up. He immediately locked an arm around her waist and pushed deep inside her, joining his torso to her glorious back. He brought another hand around her to cup one of her heavy tits, pinching a nipple between two fingers.

                - “Mhmm… getting bold, Lucky?” She teased him and Lucky felt his own lips form a smirk.

                - “How can I not? Hgn! After such a compliment?”

He was trying to act like Gamlen but the pleasure bleeding in his voice was kinda lessening the effect. Isabela didn’t really care, though. She got what she wanted. Lucky was fucking her harder than before and seemed once again focused on her, even if he still kept saying things like "I can’t believe I’m fucking Isabela!” to himself.

                - “Mhm… believe it Lucky.” Isabela answered with a moan, running her right hand in his hair to bring him even closer while the left took hold of his hand playing with her nipple.

He squeezed her breasts in response and the pirate actually purred, curling against his torso. That’s when Gamlen rose up, sitting up on the bed to take hold of her tit left unattended.

                - “Don’t keep her breasts to yourself Lucky.” He said, and while there was a smirk on his lips, there was also something of an edge in his voice.

Gamlen then took Isabela’s nipple in his mouth, closing his teeth on it, and the reaction of the pirate was immediate. She moaned loudly, letting go of Lucy’s hands to instead grab Gamlen by the neck and push his face into her cleavage. Panting, with Lucky biting on her neck and Gamlen doing the same with her breasts, and their cocks moving in tandem – one after the other, never letting her breath – Isabela was soon overwhelmed by a maelstrom of stimulations. Tilting her head back, she gaped at the ceiling.

                - “Fuuuuuuuuuuck!”

She was shaking, a blissful smile on her lips.

                - “Keep going!” She called, her pleasure rising, making her breathless. “Oh yeah! Keep going!”

                - “Kukuku! You heard her Lucky!” Gamlen shouted. “Let’s break this slut!”

Lucky responded to Gamlen’s smirk with his own and released Isabela, grabbing her ass instead. He arched back half-sitting on his feet and suddenly thrusted his hips, shoving his cock in her hole in one go. At the same time, Gamlen was once again laying on the bed and he took hold of the Rivaïn by the waist as he did the same, pushing his hips up.
Their two cocks filled Isabela in unison, making her gasp, but they didn’t let her react. Lucky started pumping his cock in and out of her glorious ass at a fast pace without ever leaving it truly while Gamlen speared her with deep and intense thrusts. It was messy, sometimes they missed a beat and hindered each other but they kept at it, letting their lust take over and pursued their own pleasure. In doing so, they found their rhythm, and Isabela began losing her mind:

                - “Oh yes! Yes, yes, yes! That’s it! That’s what I was waiting for!”

Trapped between the two men, Isabela was transported into a world of pure ecstasy. 

                - “Oh yes! Fuck me, you studs! Make me your slut!”

They filled her one after the other, hardly letting her breath, then suddenly filled her together, making her gasp, before once again going one at a time. Somehow, they had found the perfect rhythm to fuck her, never letting her getting used to it.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t enjoying the hell out of it. 

                - “Oh Gamlen, Lucky! You’re fucking me so good!”

On the contrary. She loved it.

Screams, moans, gasps, groans and other perverted sounds rose inside the room, bouncing against the walls of the Rose, escaping into the hallways, echoing loudly into the night, as the orgy was reaching its peak before its grandest end.

At some point, the two men ended up kneeling on the bed with Isabela trapped between them, the voluptuous pirate holding on to dear life to them both as they thrusted their cocks inside her in perfect unison. Her shocked face thrown toward the ceiling, the Rivaïn was unable to speak and could only moan incoherently as they brought her closer and closer to an incredible climax.

                - “I’m coming! I’m coming!” Were her only coherent words amidst her moans.

That didn’t stop Gamlen and Lucky who worked hard to keep her on the edge without letting her taste a true climax. Isabela ended up almost cumming several times, trapped like this between them and each of her almost-orgasms seemed to become bigger and bigger to the point of she was babbling like a drunk:

                - “I love your cocks! I love your cocks!” She was panting, half giggling, looking cross-eyed.

One powerful thrust had her screaming and trashing around and Lucky suddenly lost his footing. The three of them fell on the bed, with Gamlen swearing loudly and Isabela giggling, still drunk in pleasure. The two men scrambled to get up, and their shoulders met as they debated in their heads about what positions to take, both finding themselves hovering above the pirate.

That’s when Gamlen had an idea.

                - “You love our cocks, uh?” Gamlen said with a wicked expression. “How about taking them together?”

The man’s eyes were shining with something dark and perverted and he himself seemed half out of it, shaking with lust. It probably why he turned to Lucky and offered him what he did. Lucky realized then he was in the same state when he nodded without hesitation, and instead smiling widely.

                - “Fuck yeah! Let’s do it!”

They both looked at Isabela who was laying on the bed, watching them with a dazed look. Her brown skin glistening with sweat, her face red with pleasure, she licked her lips, squeezing one of her tits with one hand, spreading her pussy open with the other.

                - “What are you waiting for?” She asked, breathless with anticipation. “Give them to me!”

Any kind of hesitation Gamlen and Lucky could have had was battered away by those words and they moved as one, spreading her pussy with both of their cocks.

                - “Hgn… so tight…” Lucky wheezed while Gamlen grunted like an animal.

His cock was big and filled Isabela perfectly but Lucky still managed to get inside as well. The feeling of Gamlen’s cock against his was strange but the walls of Isabela’s pussy felt perfect and most of all, the situation was so exciting that he didn’t care about anything else but fucking the pirate silly. Lucky found himself exchanging a lewd smirk with Gamlen, making sure they were on the same page, then they started to fuck Isabela together.
They each took hold to one of her legs, thrusting their cocks together and filling the pirate who was no longer shaking but vibrating on the bed, her eyes rolling around, her mouth gaping wide:

                - “Oh Maker!” She screamed, pushing against the mattress with her back, her hands gripping the sheets. “Maker, it’s…!”

She arched back suddenly and violently, the most depraved look on her face.

                - “It’s perfect!”

The Rivaïn was drooling, her tongue out, her eyes brimming with pleasure and pent-up lust, the one who had seemed the most in control during the whole orgy was now breaking.

Lucky was glad to be there to witness it. He had never expected to one day see the great Isabela reduced to this.

                - “Ooooooh, your cocks feel so gooooooood!”

… nor hear her say things like this either.

Her expression could only be described as perverted, and the knowledge he was partly responsible for it almost made him cum there and then. His arousal surged, just like his hips, and he lost control:

                - “You perverted bitch! You like it? You like my cock?”

By this point, Lucky had completely forgotten about holding his tongue. How could he, when he was of the men making the great Isabela act like a slut:

                - “Oh, yes Lucky!” That same slut screamed. “I love it! Gamlen! Lucky! Il love your cocks!”

                - “Then take them, you fucking slut!” Gamlen shouted, his face tight with effort as he also slammed his hips harshly. “Take our cocks and break on them like the pirate-slut you are!”

The insult seemed to unlock something in the pirate who threw her body back, shaking like she was having a seizure. Her eyes rolled back and the dirtiest of smile spread to her lips. As for the sounds she made… Lucky knew he would have a lot of work to get rid of the rumors that were sure to bloom tomorrow. Tonight, however, he watched as Isabela came on his cock.

                - “It’s too much! It’s too much but I want more!” She was panting, breaking under the two cocks filling her pussy. “I want to cum! I want your cum! I want…! I want…!”

Isabela shuddered, grabbing at the pillows under her head, screaming like a banshee:

                - “Ooooooh, I want to cum feeling like thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis!”

It was too much for Lucky and Gamlen who had steadily gotten closer to their own climax. Their thrusts had become erratic, their cocks were both pulsing hard against one another and against the constricting walls of the pirate.

They were going to cum!                                                                                                                                                        

                - “Then cum!” Gamlen shouted at Isabela, even as his balls tightened themselves. “Cum for us, Isabela! Cum as we fill you to the brim with our seeds!”

Lucky felt his whole-body tense and he gasped, his cock throbbing madly – or was it, Gamlen’s? He couldn’t tell with how good the stimulation felt. His next thrust brought him to the hilt, his balls slapping loudly against Isabela’s ass and he came, shouting incoherently. Gamlen followed immediately after, pierced his wife fiercely, pushing her over the edge also with a last roar:

                - “Cum, Isabela!”

Isabela obeyed, but her long-awaited climax was drowned as Gamlen and Lucky exploded inside her at the same time, filling her to the brim like her husband had promised. The cum gushed forth, bursting both inside and outside her, so huge the amount was, spraying the three lovers and dripping perversely down the bed. Time stopped, the two men staying still as they came, their cocks twitching crazily against one another, their bodies shuddering down to their balls which were pulsing, discharging more and more of potent loads of cum.

Meanwhile, Isabela was just as still, her body like stuck in an arched position, her fingers burrowed deep in the pillows behind her head. She wasn’t, however, as silent:

                - “So much cum! So much cum! So much cum!”

She was babbling, fighting hard to stop her eyes from rolling back and lose consciousness as she was hit by waves of waves of pure bliss.

                - “So much cum…! It’s…”

She fought back… and won.

                - “It’s making me cum!”

Isabela screamed, making the whole Rose hear her climax.

Her lovers were emboldened by her scream and made sure her orgasm was as long as possible. At some point, Gamlen withdrew himself from the pirate and grabbed his cock, jerking it to sully her glistening skin with his seeds, showering her in white. Lucky stayed inside, filling the place left by Gamlen with jerky thrusts, his hands finding the woman’s hips as he tilted his head back with a moan. Lost to the feeling of her insides milking his cock, he was grinding against the Rivaïn, savoring the ultimate pleasure he would never have thought to feel one day. Having made this pleasure his, Gamlen was content to let Lucky enjoy himself while he was whitening the dark skin of his wife, bursting potent and heavy ropes of semen along her curves.
… as for Isabela herself.

                - “Mhm… drown me in your cum.”

She was in bliss. The voluptuous Rivaïn was literally drooling in pleasure as she was sullied by the cum of two men she would have never laid with once upon a time.

With that, the orgy at the Blooming Rose came to an end, leaving the now-damp room finally silent. Soft breathing and snores replaced the moans and screams from earlier with the only three still awake recovering their breath on the bed. 

Lucky was just about to fall asleep, exhaustion falling on him as the last effects of the aphrodisiacs he had consumed dissipated, when the voice of Gamlen addressed him:

                - “We’re also counting on you to handle the aftermath of all this.”

He probably meant the potential customers who could have recognized Isabela or even Aveline’s voices when they were screaming Gamlen’s name.

The superior tone was a little grating coming from Gamlen, especially since they had sort-of bonded just a little while ago, but Lucky wasn’t stupid enough to go back on his word. Not with the women the man had at his beck and call. Gamlen himself wasn’t particularly intimidating, but Isabela, Aveline, Bethany… even Merrill, could do some damage to him if he decided to cross them.

Also, they had just gave him the best night of his life. So, he just nodded:

                - “I’ll do my best.”

                - “Depending of your results… we might consider some kind of reward later.” Isabela suddenly added and her smile was just as full of promises as it had been at their meeting downstairs, hours ago.

This time, Lucky was truly and completely spent. He had barely enough blood to stay up without feeling like he was going to pass up, let alone harden his cock.

That didn’t stop him from agreeing enthusiastically:

                - “I’ll do it!”

Gamlen snickered, as did Isabela, but Lucky barely heard them. He was already asleep with a eager smile on his face.

                - “So?” Isabela said, laying her head on her husband’s chest. “What do you say? It was pretty exciting, wasn’t it?”

                - “Humpf… I still don’t like we had to do it.” Gamlen grunted.

                - “Oh really? Is that why you were so eager to show off all night long? And weren’t you the one who suggested the double-penetration…?”

                - “Alright! Alright!”

Isabela nodded with a satisfied look on her face which made Gamlen roll his eyes, even if there was something of a smile peeking through his disgruntled expression.

                - “Don’t except to happen it again soon.” He warned his lover, draping his arm around her waist to bring her closer.

                - “You really don’t like sharing.” Isabela teased him before giving a sultry look. “Don’t worry, I don’t really need any other men than you. You keep me fully satisfied.” She added with a purr.

                - “Good.” Gamlen smirked. “Because I also didn’t like how he acted with Bethany. I found him a little too sweet on her.”

Isabela shot him a disbelieving look, laughing:

                - “Pfft! Are you really protective or your niece? After what you have done to her?”

                - “Nothing worse than I have done to you… and you married me.” Gamlen clapped back, a perverted smile spreading to his lips.

Isabela bit her own, a shiver of attraction coursing through her body, and she rose to mount her husband, hovering above him, trapping his head between her arms.
Despite also no longer being able to fuck after this whole night of debauchery, Gamlen still saw his eyes darken as he watched her, enthralled by her sultry beauty.

                - “I did.” Isabela whispered, lowering herself to bring their faces closer. “And now, thanks to that little night you claimed to dislike so much, we no longer have to be worried about the rumors floating around us. We are free to be husband and wife.”

                - “Lucky us.” Gamlen answered, tilting his head slightly to welcome her kiss.

Isabela threw an amused look to one Lucky who was asleep next to them. Lucky them, indeed.

Just as she was about to kiss Gamlen, Isabela stopped, a playful smile on her lips.

                - “So, what it’ll be next? You’re going to make me pregnant?”

The look on his face had a glorious thrill running down her spine.
 
 
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Soooooo… Lucky ended up taking a lot of place in this chapter, uh ? Funny, since I only had him as a spectator at first without name or a proper identity.
Oh well… Hope you enjoyed it anyway.
See some notes about the future of this Story in the Index Chapter (How ominous!)
  