Three's a crowd?

Lara watched as the man slowly walked away catching a glimpse of his cock and balls dangling between his legs, causing her pussy to get wetter by the second until her hand slowly made it's way between her legs.
However, she quickly retracted her hand from her pelvic region as the realization came to her that all eyes were focused on her.

A man soon entered the arena putting his hand on the shoulder of the guy that just submitted to Lara. They exchanged a few fierce looks and the man that just entered gave a nod of approval to his fellow Gladiator.

''In your defense brother, I would yield too if she rode my cock like that'' The man who entered said with a smile on his face, bearing no ill will towards the man who just lost.

It was all in good fun that these games were fought, no longer was it the cruelty of ancient Rome with mindless executions for the masses to gloat over. It was simply a battle of wits and far less barbaric, but that didn't mean you'd get off easy by any means.
You would still have to knock your opponent out cold or have them yield into submission, either way someone was still going to get hurt.

''She may seem like a fragile little thing but don't be mistaken, she packs quite a punch, I would suggest you don't underestimate her Augustus.'' Answered the man who was well on his way to exit the arena.

''You don't need to worry Robert, unlike you, I like my women under me'' Augustus replied mockingly but all in good fun.

With those words they gave a nod to each other and parted their ways as Augustus approached towards Lara and Robert finally made his way out of the Colosseum, all the while Lara observed the whole ordeal waiting with anticipation .

For some reason she felt free being in the nude, with the shame she had before now completely gone leaving a calm and warm feeling. She couldn't help but wonder if it was the staff's work or just simply the time that she had spent with the tribe that had made her even more comfortable showing her naked body.

Augustus and Lara looked at each other, their competitive spirit burning ever so brightly as they engaged in something that could be described only as some sort of fiery staring contest.

Lara couldn't help but notice his bare cock, not as big as Robert's but quite a deal thicker with a big mushroom like glans on top. His Long blonde hair reached as far as his shoulders and a thick beard gracing his face. definitely not a sore to look at or so Lara thought.

Augustus couldn't help but notice Lara biting her lower lip which in turn made his cock rise a bit, the ever so observant Lara had noticed it almost immediately letting a soft moan escape her lips.

''Are we going to fight or should we continue getting to know each other a bit better?'' Augustus asked in a deep voice as his cock rose increasingly by the thought of the latter.

''Huh, in your dreams! I'll send you to your buddy real soon'' Lara replied laughing it off but her hungry eyes and her soaked pussy betrayed her and Augustus was quick to notice replying to her with a smile.

''I am no Robert , bear in mind I will be the last you fight today. Afterwards we might get dinner together, perhaps!?'' Augustus replied.

''Hmmmm such confidence! Or is it rather a bad case of ego tripping? Regardless, so what do they call you?

''Augustus, fair lady and I am hoping to provide you with an entertaining fight'' He replied as he bowed before her like they do on a theater stage.

Lara found herself liking this man even more and more, he had a certain aura about him. More that of a theatrical actor rather then a brute looking to earn a quick buck.

However, their conversation was soon halted as the voice of Gerald st. James echoed through the speakers in the arena.

''Let's not keep our audience waiting any longer, I am sure our participants are quite eager to get on each others backs!'' Gerald said in an excited tone as he tried to rekindle the spirits of the nobles, who by now had started to grow quite weary of waiting.

Some responded with a posh laughter while others looked quite uninterested and bored out of their minds, fanning their smug faces and sipping their 1000 dollars alcoholic drinks. They paid quite a fortune for simply the best form of entertainment and all they were getting was something that seemed like a softcore romance.

One of them even went as far as to call Gerald out on this with the smuggest look on his face and a mocking tone in his voice.

''M'say what would one get when removing all the intercourse scene from a pornographic film? Mr. st. James's little charade that he likes to call a ''Colosseum''. The noble said to a woman sitting next to him, making the quotation gestures with his fingers when he said Colosseum, followed by a laughter that soon got accompanied in unison by more nobles sitting around him.

Gerald replied with nothing more but a devilish grin and a wink directed at the noble. He appeared completely unfazed by the man's mockery as he turned back to his mic and made a new announcement.

'' Let's...spice things up a bit, shall we!? We all know the lovely and infamous miss Croft, quite a fighter as you see and I'm sure there is much more to her then meets the eye. She will fight not one but three men at once, I'm sure it's not her first time having that much attention.'' Gerald announced to the now cheering audience, wiping the smirk off the face of the noble who just made an attempt at insulting him.

''Two of our finest warriors will join our good friend Augustus, Marx the German noble with the passion for battle that made him no longer wanting to be a spectator but rather a fighter himself. Last will be Argos, our Greek warrior with no less then 61 consecutive wins to his name'' He continued.

Two men entered the Arena. The Greek had short curly hair, green eyes and darker skin tone, his chest was filled with evenly spread bush of chest hair and a bigger curly bush of pubic hair above his long thick cock which was still hanging downwards. A thick mustache right under his nose, he reminded Lara of a Greek version of John Holmes, the famous porn actor.

The other man was Marx the German noble that Gerald mentioned before, he too was naked like the others, after all Gerald wanted to keep things fair to an extent.
Marx's body was not overly muscular, just very athletic and without a doubt handled with utmost care and attention.
He had quite a boyish look about him, smoothly waxed body, short combed back blonde hair and hazel eyes, cleanly shaved face and quite the looker. Prompting even Lara to drool over him and have trouble looking away.

There was a moment of silence as the men stared at Lara and she in return spent the whole time ogling at these fine specimen but it was clear which part she was more focused on.

''Without further ado, let the fight begin'' Gerald announced finally sparking cheering from the now eager crowd followed by loud clapping.

Augustus however did not agree with this idea, even if it was for fun and as much as he'd love to play a game of tease with her, together with his comrades. He still wanted a fair fight and knew Lara was way in over her head if all three of them attacked her, he believed that even with all of her expertise and intelligence she would still have a very hard time. So he raised his arm, his one hand facing straight up with two fingers forming a peace sign and the other wrapped around the wrist of the first one.

''What is he doing?'' Lara asked Marx and Argos with a curious albeit confused expression on her face.

''He is asking for permission of absence from the fight'' Argos explained as Marx nodded in agreement.

''Why would he do such a thing, is he scared?'' Lara asked trying to sound confident but the words escaped her lips in a less than stellar way, with a somewhat frightened tone in her voice.

''No! But I like your way of thinking, I might yet enjoy this fight'' Argos told her with joyous look on his face.

''He will fight you still should you manage to beat us, but for now he simply wishes to observe'' Marx added as his smile made Lara's heart skip a beat.

While it did come of as a load off Lara's chest that she might not have to fight all three of them at the same time, she still dreaded the thought of facing two of them, especially with her wrists starting to feel a bit sore.

She looked up at Gerald, awaiting his response...