When I woke, I was in my favorite place, smushed so tightly against Rath that it was difficult to tell where he ended and I began. Normally, I woke first, but this time, he was running his fingers through my hair, pressing small kisses to the top of my head. Not to wake me. More like he needed to touch me to ensure I was okay, and he wasn’t really paying attention to it.His movements stalled when I looked up at him, and when he glanced down, he looked apologetic.
“Did I wake you?”
I shook my head. “No. I liked it. Did you sleep?”
“Mm. Some. I prefer my own tent.”
There was a significance to their tents that Zoya had explained a little. Not in a ton of detail, but she said it was equivalent to a town person’s home. The space was respected as theirs, and they took pride in taking care of it. Which made the woman’s actions even more deplorable. All because she didn't like Rath and my preference for men.
Sitting up, I pulled my knees to my chest and hugged them. “I’m sorry. I should’ve told you sooner. I was embarrassed that it was a woman who attacked me. My brothers always said I wasn’t a real man. It just proved it, and I didn’t want you to see me that way.”
Rath sat up too, trailing his fingers along my jaw to draw my focus to him. His smile was kind like it always was when he looked at me, and it only grew when I leaned into his touch.
“I do not see you as less than a man. The gender of your attacker is not important. You are my gentle Finn. It is not in your blood to fight. There is nothing wrong with this.”
It was the first time someone had ever said that to me. That there was nothing wrong with who I was. He was right; I didn't like fighting. I never wrestled with my brothers or learned to wield a sword like proper gentlemen were supposed to. I stayed in the library and read my books and wrote poetry from time to time, though I’d never admit that to my family. The only reason I fought with that woman was because it would have hurt Rath if she did what she intended. He was worth fighting for.
Releasing my grip on my knees, I turned and crawled into his lap, hugging him tightly. He accepted my need for affectionwith a smile, kissing my temple and holding me close until I was ready to face the world again.
“We should go clean up your tent. With how cold it is, it will take all day for the blankets to dry.”
He looked thoughtful for a moment before twisting until I was lying beneath him with his big body between my thighs. My stomach tightened at the implication, but we were in Godr’s tent, not ours, and if he started teasing me now, it would be hours before I got any relief.
“Rath…”
“Do you remember that thing my brother said he’d teach you about?”
My brow furrowed. Why was he bringing that up now?
“Yes… But you said he lied about that.”
He nodded seriously. “True. He did lie. But the act itself is real. It is just done without teeth involved.” A wicked grin overtook his face. “Want me to show you?”
My mouth opened and closed, a flush working its way down my neck until my whole body felt hot. “You want to… put your mouth…” My arousal swelled against his stomach, answering for me how I felt about it. Everything Rath had shown me was amazing, and this would probably be no different, but still… “Here? Shouldn’t we wait?”
He lifted a shoulder, his expression smug. “It seems fitting to learn here what he should have explained correctly the first time.”
And that was all the explanation he was willing to give. He disappeared beneath the blankets, wrestling with my trousers and pushing the tunic out of the way. And then his mouth was on me, and I couldn’t breathe.
My back arched off the bedding, a strangled scream catching in my throat. There was no teasing, no explanation, or introduction. He sucked me into his mouth without hesitationall the way to the root and bobbed his head with enthusiasm. It felt as though he was attempting to suck out my soul through my erection, the pleasure so intense I couldn’t make a sound. I struggled to draw in a deep breath, scrambling for purchase and finding it in Rath’s hair. When I finally managed to breathe, my release slammed into me so hard, I quickly lost it again, my lungs tight as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into me.
The entire experience was over embarrassingly fast, but I was too delirious from the pleasure to panic over it. I could feel my heartbeat through my entire body, throbbing so loud I could hear nothing outside my heavy breathing. When Rath’s face came into my line of sight, I tried to speak to him, but no words came out. I could only gape at him, my mouth opening and closing like a fish.
That smug look came back, his eyes dancing with amusement. I could not even be cross with him for looking at me like that. I was too dumbfounded to speak.
Rath chuckled, pressing his lips against mine in a quick kiss. “You are fun to surprise, kolrav. I will give you a moment to recover before we return to our tent. You are right, the washing will take time.”
My eyes widened incredulously, but he only laughed at my expression, tossing the blanket away and pushing to his feet. His erection strained in his trousers, and I felt guilty not reciprocating, but I needed time to recover, and by the time I could think clearly, he was pulling me outside and toward his tent. Then we were too busy cleaning and preparing the tent for me to find a moment to pull him aside.
I didn’t actually end up learning anything from that lesson. It was too fast, and I was so stunned by the pleasure, I had no time to comprehend what he was doing to me. It seemed, if I truly wanted to learn, I would have to summon my courage and try it myself.
Twenty
Iwas always aware when Finn woke. He stirred in my arms, snuggling closer as he slowly came to full awareness. Most days, I pretended not to notice so that he would not feel rushed to move. Since today was so important, I wanted him to sleep as long as he needed. So when he began to wiggle lower, I wasn’t sure what he was doing. Not until his beautiful lips wrapped around the head of my cock.
A groan ripped from me, and my already hard cock throbbed from his attentions. I always woke this way, eager to pull him under me and grind us both to completion. It had been my intention once he awoke, to cover him with my body so he felt safe and loved while I brought us both off. I hadn’t been expecting this. He was timid, cautious so as not to hurt me, but seemed eager to explore me with his tongue.
“Finn,” I growled, squeezing my eyes shut to better focus on not reaching completion too quickly. It was hard to concentrate when he ran his tongue along my length like that.
