Alain chuckled a little bit, glancing at Tiffany. "I will not be rough you, my dear." He turned to glance at Moire with a smirk. "Unless that sort of thing appeals to you, in which case, we can indulge." He glanced over at Amisi with a wry smile. "Each of you deserves a chance to learn what it is you enjoy in bed and what you do not. And, in time, you will come to learn the things that please me and displease me." He turned to smirk wryly at Amisi. "I noticed you did not say you are inexperienced as well. I would hazard a guess that you have read a great deal about the art of pleasing a man, and perhaps even pleasing other women, but do not have any practical experience in that matter, as your city wanted to keep you 'pure' for when this day came, am I correct?"  He could see Amisi was slightly nervous and offered her a smile of reassurance. "Come come now, Amisi. It is no thing of shame; it is a thing of pride. You should always take pride in your learning. The pursuit of knowledge is its own reward. But you will need to keep this in mind - you three are my harem. Sometimes we will lie together one at a time. Sometimes I may want two, or even all three, of you together with me. The other cities within the kingdom may even send more girls at some point, who knows... but I ask none of you grow jealous of each other. We are, for all intents and purposes, a family now."<br/><br/>He tilted his head and leaned in to press a kiss against Tiffany's lips, soft, gentle, but sincere and affectionate. He then pulled back, reached over and grabbed Moire's shock of fiery red locks and pulled her lips up against his, certainly more fierce and claiming, but no less affectionate. In fact, his tongue pushed into her mouth for a moment before he pulled back from the kiss, just an inch, that wolfish smile upon his lips. "There is no shame in liking what we like. No reason to be embarassed by what turns us on and what turns us off. Find that which stokes the fire within you, and embrace it. Do not fight it. Some of you will prefer to make love, soft and tender, gentle, like spring rain. Some of you will prefer to fuck, wild and without containment. Neither is more correct than the other. As we learn what we each like and do not, I will be able to better determine how to sate my pleasures with you, and how to make sure that brings as much pleasure<em>to</em>you as possible."<br/><br/>"Come, let us make our way to the bedroom. All of us. Our first time will be as we arrived. Together." They stepped from the room, Amisi under his left arm, Tiffany under his right, and Moire directly in front of him, her ass pressed up against his hips, as they stepped out and smiled at the young man. "Show me the way to my bed chambers, lad. Let me see this master bedroom suite you spoke so highly of." Rodrigo led Alain and the girls up the stairs and into the master bedroom. It truly was something lavish and resplendant, almost intimidating in its extravagance. The bed, his bed, was large enough to hold a small army, at least eight people without so much as a challenge, and Alain chuckled. "I see the former lord held quite the party in here." "He, ah, did like to entertain, m'lord," Rodrigo said. "Fuck," Alain corrected. "No need to be delicate around me, lad. I've been around, seen the world. This, well..." he said as he gave Moire a playful little push in the direction of the bed, "this is a bed made for fucking. Close the door on the way out, and have food for four sent up in, oh, five or six hours." He winked at Rodrigo, as the young man blushed and then excused himself, closing the door.<br/><br/>"Now, ladies," Alain said as he let each of the girls slip from under his arms, heading over to the bed. He pulled the tunic up and over his head, tossing it aside. He was muscular, but those muscles were adorned with many a scar, and there were a few tattoos on his flesh, mostly ornamentation but nothing drawn so as to be recognizable, except for the phoenix on his left shoulder, a bird of fire that covered from his collar bone down almost to his elbow, gloriously rendered in colors of fire, with a pair of sapphire eyes peering out from the shade of flames. "I do believe it is time we got undressed and more familiar with each other."