The suddenness of Layla willingly pushing herself down along his rigid cock took the breath from him in a hoarse grunt. His arms around her body tightened their sensual embrace, and the hand that was caressing her breast also squeezed in response to the jolt of pleasure he'd gotten from driving so deep into Layla for the first time.<br/><br/>It was impossible to describe in words the difference between the feel of being within either of them, but it was a singularly new sensation nonetheless. It was a strange exhilaration, taking a new woman after two years of only having one. There was a new shape that his hands caressed, a new smell to her hair, a new sound of her moans, a new sensation as their skin rubbed over one another. He wondered if he would be able to learn the subtleties of what each woman preferred, learn which movements delighted each of them differently, or if what he'd learned and (to his mind) perfected would work similarly on Layla.<br/><br/>He was glad to see Aisha step toward them, if not understandably reluctantly. He needed her nearby, for many reasons. He needed to know that her obedience did not abandon him, even under these circumstances. If she could endure this, he imagined she would be his through anything. Also, he needed her close by so that he could fully push the nagging, if distant and concealed, feeling of guilt.<br/><br/>Sure, this moment had been ordained and all but mandatory. Not only would his capacity to rule be questioned, but if he did not take another consort, Aisha would be in real danger of execution, though not for some time. After one consort convinced her master to take no others, and take her as a wife in all but name, she had been stoned under the crime of conspiring to corrupt the bloodline and anger the gods. That had been an entirely different age, a different situation, and that woman had likely been guilty of the crimes she was accused of, but the precedent was fresh in the minds of the people. With her nearby, he needn't worry about that particular extreme. He pushed the sights at the edge of his vision from his mind though, with Aisha looking away and covering her ears.<br/><br/>His hands then continued on Layla then. His toned arms moved her easily under the water, moving her up and down along his swollen cock, his hips raising slightly to meet her. He listened and felt for her expressions to know when to halt the advance deep within her, remembering how long it took for Aisha to be fully capable of taking his entire length at anywhere near his full strength. He wanted to try and overwhelm Layla with pleasure, to make her forget about the situation beyond the sensation of their coupling. His fingers continued to rub along her clit as his cock moved to and from her tight cunt.<br/><br/>He kissed and sucked at Layla's neck and earlobe, caressing her breast between moving her up and down over him, groaning softly in her ear. He would need to advance to a more rapid-enabling position to climax again, but he wanted to focus more on Layla for the time being. His mind was a swirl of emotions, for which he had to filter through only those that involved taking his new consort, to gain the blessings of the gods that would watch over his eventual rule.