Men can be so stupid...

You can see Cyrus shake his head deliberately at Lykaios making it clear what he thought of the foolish girl's idea. Would Lykaios really risk his life on this fools errand? There was nothing that Iola was offering that he couldn't just help himself to, nothing except her gratitude and admiration. Personally, you can see no compelling reason why he should let that melt his resolve, but you've seen enough men do stupid things that you are not as surprised as the others when you hear the man sigh loudly.

"We can try honey, but I don't think much of our chances." Iola's eyes widen and her hand flies to her mouth, it is apparent she hadn't dared believe he'd say yes. Lykaios then adds a final thought, "but I've got to take care of something first, that is if you really want to try to find her."

"Yes, of course that's fine, but we have to get going as soon as possible." You have an idea what Lykaios has in mind and wonder if Iola would be as eager to agree if she knew what the little something was that had to be taken care of.

"OK then." He takes her hand gently in his and leads her back to the outer chamber. "I wouldn't have planned it this way, but you're right about the need to be quick." You're not sure if it was his words, the way the older man had taken her hand, or because he was leading her straight to the pile of bedding but you can see the exact moment when she realizes that her time as a maid have finally come to an end.

"Wait," the pretty young woman's steps falter, "what, here? now? Can't we wait until a better time, a bed ... and some privacy?"

"I hope we get that chance too sweety," Lykaios is surprisingly patient for a man who is about to pop open a tight young cunt like Iola's. "But we can't go sneaking around those damn tunnels with your cherry attracting every one of them shape-shifting demons for miles around." It is clear that Iola had heard that bit of gossip about the catacombs as well, because after only the briefest moment of deliberation when she chews her lower lip between her perfect white teeth, Iola shyly leads Lykaios to the bed and pulls him down to the mattress by her side.

Behind you you hear Damien securing the double doors leading to the dark tunnels under the city, but you are captivated by the scene unfolding before you. Voyeurism had never been your thing, but there is something compelling about the way the man thirty years her senior spreads Iola's legs and positions himself between her pale thighs. Lykaios didn't bother to remove the pale night-shift that covered her lithe form, so much of the young woman is still covered, but her naked arms and legs are every bit as shapely as you remember. Her graceful limbs look even more feminine wrapped around a man's body, and once again you can feel the juices heating in your sex. You mutter softly as you rub your itching loins through the fabric of the black skirt.

"Damn, I need a man." Clearly, Lykaios is not available and a quick glance in Cyrus's direction shows that he is balls deep in Freya who was bracing her arms against the wall near the barred doors while he fucks her from behind. All night long you've seen everyone else get their rocks off, and the closest you've come to having any satisfaction was that brief interlude riding Lykaios' thick cock. Iola's sudden whimper tells you exactly what that fat cock was up to at this very minute. "Damn, it just isn't fair."

You watch with growing desire as the pace of Lykaios's rocking increase; his earthy grunts grow louder and Iola's moans of discomfort evolve into something much more needy. The whole time your fingers are rubbing firmly between your legs until he stiffens, and after a long sigh collapses onto Iola's quivering body. At least Lykaios got the release he deserved, but you are still in need of a mind-blowing orgasm. You fully expected the old guard to roll off Iola and slip into a dumb stupor like most men, but instead he climbs unsteadily to his feet and rearranges his loincloth before offering his hand to the stunned woman at his feet.

"I'm sorry that was so abrupt, little one." He pulls her to her feet and kisses her gently on her forehead. "Next time we'll do it right, I promise." He then turns to you and the others and clears his throat to make sure he has everyone's attention.

"As soon as we leave, lock this damn door and don't open it for anyone but us." He paused and then added "In fact, I'd question us a little bit before opening the door if I were you." You feel a wave of relief as you realize that he isn't expecting any of you to join him and Iola in this fools errand.