Talk with Aramis

Mira laid in bed, feeling the glorious afterglow of being fucked. She was enjoying the cool touch of the metal coins in her burning sex, she loved the conflict between sensations that it sent through her body. "Goddess, please accept yet another sacrifice" though she didn't really know which goddess she meant, her own or her sister's.

"This was what... number three today?" Aramis asked as he walked in, Mira dropped the cum soaked coin and it rolled on the ground, until it rested at his feet. He lowered himself to get it.

"Four. You were sleeping, so I went downstairs." Mira spoke with a certain pride.

"You know, this isnt you, Lady Mira. You are a paladin, not a slut."Aramis walked closer to her, and caressed her hair. It was soaked with sweat, but it still looked gorgeous on the beautiful holy warrior.

"I am a slut." Guilty rarely came to her in that room, but she still felt it on occasion. Aramis began to say something, but she interrupted him "I have always been, I just held it at bay with discipline and sacrifice. I mean, I know this place... it makes it easier for us, women, to accept this... role... but even before that I lusted after men. It felt as if I was sacrificing such an important part of me to be the Champion of Arlain." There was an awkward silence "this is my place. I am a whore"

He caressed her hair again. She was trembling. "I still remember what you looked like that day. Back at the tournament. You had this beautiful glowing armor, a tabard with the goddess symbol, and you let your golden locks free to the wind."

"My helmet was horrible, it blocked my vision. The enchantment in the armor was enough to protect me from lethal damage" Mira smiled, remembering.

"I wanted you back then. Really wanted you. You looked like a Saint, a Goddess made flesh, you were perfection incarnate. If I could have you in my arms for even a single moment, I would have been the happiest of men."

" if you want, I can find an armor so you can show me what you would have done to me, Aramis." Her sultry tone still sounded artificial, and Aramis just laughed at her proposal. "Tempting, but what I am trying to say is...you were more than a beautiful woman back there, Mira. You still are the Paladin that inspired a realm to fight the incubus lord"

Mira gulped, and couldnt bear to look at him. He grabbed her legs, and moved her over his lap. "I love the woman, but the realm needs the paladin. You know that, that was why you chose to leave Marus' palace." She was grateful to feel his cock penetrating her soaked cunt, but still couldnt face him. He fucked her fiercely, but she couldnt bring herself to enjoy. She let him cum, and turned to the other side of bed.

"There is something else, isnt there?" he asked her "was it the village? the princess?" Mira coiled, as if he had punched her stomach. "Well... you do whatever you want to do, Mira. But hiding here wont change anything."