, she scoffed to herself.
"I promise to make this worth your while, my beauty." His hungry eyes raked over every inch of her, lingering for a few moments on her lush mounds as well as the taut curves of her ass. He licked his lips. His gaze nary moved from her for a second as he pulled off his clothing and tossed them onto the large bed that dominated the room.
Shiloh watched as he traversed the few feet that separated them. Her eyes zeroed in on the swollen member that bobbed between his legs. A purr left her throat as he embraced her, pulling her tightly against his hard body. His heat engulfed her as his hands cupped her creamy globes, and then plucked her pebbled nipples. He nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck before he placed a line of small whispery kisses across the top of her shoulder. Shiloh's body shuddered at the contact.
He turned her within his arms, bringing her around to face him. His lips found hers, and then ravished her in a violent kiss. His hands then dropped down to fondle her waist before snaking around to knead her buttocks. His hips ground against hers, his hardness prodding the curve of her belly.
Shiloh pulled her lips from his momentarily, "Easy, darling," she purred then reached between them to stroke him. The heat of his sex scorched her palm. His member felt harder than rock. He quivered beneath her touch, his body shuddering with want. His hands left her ass, trailing up her back then around to her front, skimming over her breasts until he reached her shoulders. He pushed her to her knees, eye level with the angry purple tip of his cock. His hands left her shoulders and delved into the heavy thickness of her hair.
Shiloh knew what he wanted and was happy to oblige. She gently gave the shaft a squeeze before guiding the tip to her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it and heard his hissing intake of breath. The wet heat of her mouth engulfed him. She tasted the slightly pungent flavor of his skin. Her tongue teased and swirled, exploring every inch of his shaft as she slid her fist slowly up and down. She massaged his balls as she moved her mouth up and down, humming and slurping. He moaned low in his throat, rocking his hips as his hands fisted deeper into her hair. She breathed his musky scent through her nose while his hips jacked to and fro, sinking into her throat. Drawing hard, with a flick of tongue in just the right places, it wasn't long before Lord Tendenberry gasped a warning. He began to spurt into Shiloh's mouth, and she eagerly swallowed his release.
Lord Tendenberry opened his eyes and looked into the mirror before him and then down at Shiloh as she released his cock. She licked her lips, savoring his taste. A groan rent from his throat. He staggered to the bed and sat down on the edge while he fought to get his ragged breath under control.
"Give me a few minutes, my pretty one and I'll be ready to go again." He lay back, closing his eyes. Shiloh moved onto the bed beside him and watched him closely. Soon she could tell by his shallow breathing that he was asleep.
This was her chance. She dug his key out of the pocket he'd stowed it in, grabbed the portable hole from her shoe and headed for the door. She let herself out, locking it behind her. The hallway was dark as was the ballroom beyond it. She sneaked through the large room, keeping close to the walls and using the darkness to her advantage. When she came to the lighted hallway that led to the upstairs, she encountered a solitary guard. She smiled at him as he stopped her. "Hold it, wench! The upper floor is off-limits!" He menacingly brandished his sword at her.
She grinned at him, playing her charms as she preened before him. "The Mayor sent for me. He wants me upstairs."
His eyes feasted upon the glorious expanse of her nude flesh, admiring her beauty. "He did, huh, when?"
Shiloh leaned in towards him, "Some time ago... I was quite busy and couldn't come up earlier."
The guard chuckled, "I bet you were busy, honey," his leering grin sent a chill down her spine. "If you weren't needed upstairs, I'd see that you were busy again."
She watched as he cupped the bulge in his pants.
"I'd bend you over that chair and ream you good with my mean bone. I bet you'd enjoy that over being groped by these soft skinned nobles," he sneered and reached out to fondle her breasts.
A shiver coursed through her as his coarse words slipped from his lips, but she knew she couldn't show it. She grinned at him, "I'll keep that in mind if the Mayor doesn't satisfy me." She winked and eased passed him until she reached the dark stairway. A sigh of relief slipped from her lips. At least he bought her lie, but knew if she was caught while upstairs the line wouldn't work.
She hugged the wall and crept through the darkness, passing several guards that sat around a table playing dice. Shiloh was happy the upper floor was dark. It made her task easier. She quickly explored the upper floor, hiding in a dark closet or corner from the guards that were patrolling at regular intervals.
Shiloh found the Mayor and a brown haired female dancer, in the library, engaged in a sexy game upon the carpeted floor. She crept towards the copulating couple, and crouched behind a potted plant while she visually searched through the belongings that lay scattered around them. She noted pieces of the dancer's dress, the Mayor's majestic purple and yellow suit, and a small golden keyring that held several keys. Crawling over, she swiped the keyring and exited the room as silently as she had entered.
She glanced both ways as she crept across the corridor to a pair of doors at each end of a curving hallway. She headed to the door to the right and found it unlocked. Quickly she cracked it open and slipped inside, being very careful to close it behind her as quietly as possible. When she looked up at the room before her, she noted the she was in a rather opulent bedroom with a large bed. A chest of drawers, armoire, a low night stand, and a trunk were the other features.
Stopping to think, she figured the statue had to nearby, though it puzzled her why the mayor would keep a statue near the bedroom. It must be some kind of special statue Shiloh surmised and began to search the dresser drawers. When she didn't find it there, she moved to the armoire and opened the doors. She pushed aside the fine clothing and searched for any kind of false bottom. A coarse curse slipped from her lips as she accidentally shut the door too hard and moved to the nearby trunk.
She froze in place as she heard heavy footfall outside the door. She scrambled to the far side of the bed and squeezed beneath it. Just then the bedroom door flew open and a guard rushed in. He searched about for a moment before he walked over to the open window. Lint and other accumulated dust tickled her nostrils. Shiloh held very still, pinching her nose in hopes she wouldn't sneeze and give herself away. She couldn't afford to be caught this time. It was far too risky.
Shiloh heard a second guard enter the room, "Shouldn't you be on patrol?"
"I heard something in here," the first replied. "Sounded like a door shutting. These rooms are off-limits tonight."
The second guard shrugged. "He was probably fetching something. I hear another girl is going to join him. I just might watch that... two hot girls getting it on. There's nothing sweeter than that." A wicked grin crossed his face before he exited the room.
The first guard grinned, bent slightly to take a token peak under the bed and left the room. Shiloh squirmed backwards as quietly as she could before she heard his footsteps grow quieter. A soft sigh of relief slipped forth and she wiggled back out. She dusted herself off and returned to the trunk, which opened with a slight squeak. She searched through the contents, frowning at the fact that the statue wasn't in the trunk either.
Shiloh sneaked out of the room and headed to the other door. It was locked. She quickly tried a few keys on the keyring before she found the correct one and slipped inside. She closed it quietly behind her and locked it before she began to search the contents of that room as well. When the statue wasn't found in any of the obvious places, she surmised he had to have it locked up somewhere.
She looked around carefully and noticed something odd about the wall to her right. Walking over, she felt around and found the hidden trigger for a concealed door. She'd seen enough hidden doors in her life, living in a large castle with secret rooms and corridors. Activating the trigger, she opened the nearly seamless panel door and slipped inside a small circular room. Weapons racks lined the walls while an iron gate separated this room from what looked to be a cell. She moved to the gate then searched the key ring and found the key that opened it.
The gate lowered rather noisily, but still Shiloh hoped no one heard it. Many human skeletal remains littered the floor; she figured they had to belong to Lord Aubrey and his family. She lowered her eyes and wondered if Lord Aleksander's bones rested here as well. She shook off the small pain that pierced her soul concerning the legions of Betancurian nobility that had died just because of who they were.
She carefully stepped through the bones and approached the back of the cell where a golden statue sat upon a pedestal. This had to be the piece that Mando wanted. She quickly opened the black scrap of cloth and spread it out. She pitched the statue in before closing it and folding it back up. She then exited the room, being cautious to lock things up the way they were.
