The Raw Rapier. Raffe the Rake, #5

There is only one way to pass the long, cold winter in Castle vanRivenscuv and that is to share a bed with as many partners as possible. Raffe the Rake does this, bedding men, women, elves, and even a few people he shouldn't. This doesn't lead to the most difficult part of his life. No. That would involve an angry goddess and an orc invasion.This is a 10, 000 word story intended for adult audiences.
Part five of five. WARNING! ADULT READERS ONLYThis is a 10, 000 word story that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on group sex, threesome sex, gay sex, lesbian sex, sex between secretive partners and most other permutations of men and women, partner swapping and sharing, along with other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older.
Excerpt:"Vanda, " he murmured."Yes. It's me.""I'm tired, " he complained."I'm not, " she said, shifting her position slightly. "You have something I want." What she wanted was obvious, even in the darkness of his room. Even though he complained about it, Raffe didn't push her away or otherwise reject her. He could always be depended on to take the right course of action in any situation. He allowed Vanda to climb on top of him.
She reflected that he didn't know the true purpose of her being there and the deception she was running on him. If he had known it would have made things worse. As it was, the sex was rote and mechanical at best. It wasn't the best sex Raffe had ever had, but it was good enough.