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knew herfriend was raising her sleeping gown. She glanced down in quiet anticipation as Bella’s cool fingers swept the  gown to her waist and  began to gently glide the head of the claycock against her slit.
    Without decision, she parted her legs  to feel it better. Oh yes, hard   was   good.  Feeling the  cock stroke into her wetness reminded her of the pleasure brought by Ralen’s big,  strong fingers, yet somehow she knew the urge of wanting this   inside   her, of feeling empty even as it moved against her. She instinctively spread her legs wider, wider, aware that both she and Bella watched the clay  tool move  smoothly through her pink, open  flesh.
    A tool! Was this what Bella had meant when…? “Is this  the kind of tool Ralen will
    use in our marriage?”
    Bella’s eyes met hers. “Perhaps. Perhaps not. There are many such pleasure tools.”
    “Truly?” How many could there be?
    Another cat’s smile graced her friend’s face. “Not all use them,  sweet girl. And  many are known only  to those who…well, those who enjoy finding ways to seek out  more… uncommon   sexual pleasure. But yes, this might be the sort of item  you will encounter. Again, I cannot say with certainty,  but I have  heard that  Ralen…well, that  he seeks many  sorts of carnal delights,  so you should be open-minded.”
    “That’s what you meant about having no boundaries?”
    Her nod came with a certain heat, dripping  from her eyes, and Teesia realized Bella  had begun to drive the clay cock softly at  her pussy now—a sweet thrust, then another, another—and to her surprise she was involuntarily pushing back against it, trying to  take it inside her. Oh, dear Ares! A true Orientation this was! Only she had not known  one could have sex with a cylinder of clay!
    Teesia met the gentle thrusts, beginning to  feel her pussy stretching, slowly opening  further. Then a horrifying thought broke through her longing. “Will this make me no longer a virgin?”
    Bella tilted her head, her red curls falling to  drape Teesia’s bare thigh with lustrous  tresses. “Well, it depends upon how you define  virginity. As a purely physical thing, a  part of the body to be breached? Or  as being had by a man, your husband.”

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    Teesia swallowed nervously. “I would not wish him  to think I’ve come to himwithout my virginity intact.” She, of course, had lied to him that night in Rawley, and wine and arousal had had her ready and willing to surrender her bride price had he chosen to take it—but even after he realized he was marrying the girl he’d stroked to orgasm in Dane’s corridor, she would still be Enrick’s daughter, a   royal   daughter, and he would still expect her virginity.  She’d better have it to give.
    “It’s quite possible, sweet dear, that what  happens after the Maran game will…um, destroy that evidence, same as I’m about to  do now.” She continued her gentle thrusts, even rising to kneel between Teesia’s parted  thighs, working the cock with  both fists, watching its point of entry with intensity.  “He’ll have no way of knowing you weren’tentered   then , during the Maran rituals.”
    Ares above—the Maran game   did   hold amazing secrets!
    “Trust me, Teesia. After the Maran tiles are  played, you will understand that  your bride price is more about your husband being the first   man   to  take  you.  Dildos  such  asthis do not count.”
    But Bella had said it was only   possible   the evidence of her virginity would be destroyed following the Maran game. “What if my physical virginity is   not   breachedafter the game? Won’t he have reason to  think I’ve been with another man?”
    Slowly, Bella stopped driving the cock at  Teesia’s slowly parting pussy. She pulledin her breath, then let out frustrated sigh, looking uncharacteristically forlorn. “I suppose you’re right, dear. I…I don’t