A Rose Between the Thornes by Raven McAllan

without removing his finger from her nether hole. Each tap seemed harder than before, its result harsher and more widespread than its predecessor. As the pain rushed through her, Sophia didn’t know if the intensity did increase in reality, or if her oversensitive flesh reacted as if they were. She tensed in anticipation of the next blow, even as her mind was full of the sharp prickles of aroused awareness. How could something so uncomfortable and so sore, be enjoyable? She struggled to comprehend the messages her brain was sending her.
    “Color, Rose? Tell me or we stop.” His finger stilled, and his hand left her buttocks. The feeling of loss surprised her. Where she had felt warm and wanted she felt deprived and alone.
    That is silly because Nat is still snug in my cunt.
    “Tell him, or my cock will be bereft of all it wants,” Nat said from under her. “Tell him green, then we can fuck to fruition.”
    “Tell me what it is, not what you think we need to hear,” Jasper warned her, pushing his finger ever deeper inside her arse hole, and began to caress her there. “I accept no lies, or half truths. To each other we are ever honest.” He moved his finger in a circle, stretching her inside in a manner which, until then, she would have said was impossible.
    In an instant the pain inside became pleasure. It radiated through her, like ripples on a pond.
    “Oh, lord, green, ‘tis green, and I...” Sophia all but sobbed the words. She was flying; her body was on fire and her senses spinning out of control. Later Sophia would decide he reached her soul.
    “Oh, Rose, you are so ready.” Jasper slowly removed his finger. Once more the pleasure stung for a brief second, and she was empty. Before she had a chance to mourn her loss, she felt something different kiss the ring of muscles that guarded her nether hole.
    “Lean forward, let your body relax.” Jasper spoke in a low and soothing voice. “Let us do the work.”
    “’Tis easy for you to say,” she said, grumbling somewhat. Sophia knew she sounded petulant, but how could she relax at such a time? Her fingernails tingled with the need for more, though she had no perception of what more she meant.
    “Rose, unless you want your arse so hot you will not bear to sit on it for a sennight, I suggest you do as I demand. Tonight I am in charge of all our bodies, and you will both dance to my tune. You have enough leeway to put your hands either side of Nat’s head, and rest your body onto him. So do it, now. ” Jasper’s tone was such that she reacted to it instinctively. Her nipples rubbed the coarse hairs of Nathaniel’s chest. Nat’s chuckle reverberated through her, as his tongue swirled around the lobe of her ear, and he nipped the soft flesh.
    “You look and feel perfection, Rose. I only wish I had two good arms to take my turn after Jasper.”
    “Soon,” Jasper said. “If Rose is agreeable, we will all be able to experience anything we desire. Open for me, Rose, I am about to discover all your secrets, and we will soar together.”
    The pressure at her anal ring increased. Remembering Jasper’s words, Sophia did her best to relax. She was rewarded by his cock moving slowly inside her arse. The sting, as before, was sharp, and it flared ever larger until he filled her. Then it sparked and splintered into a myriad of exquisite sensations. Inside her quim, Nathaniel’s cock was pulsing snug and tight. Deep within her arse, Jasper’s prick was throbbing, primed, and ready. She was surrounded by her men. Sophia knew it was a moment she would never forget.
    “Ah, Rose, you are so tight, so perfect for us.” Jasper began to move. Immediately Nathaniel picked up the beat, and as Jasper pushed deep into her, Nathaniel pulled back. Sophia relaxed into their rhythm as best she could. Within seconds she was part of it. Her senses were attuned only to them. If the local hunt had chased a fox through the room, it was doubtful any of them would have