Hele’s eye moved slowly away from his cock. When they met his once more, they were as fathomless as ever, but warmin a way that made his heart ache. “Irealizedthat you said you loved me last night, but I didn’t.”
“Oh,t?ht,that’s oka—”
“Hush.” She patted his chest, silencing him. “I know that I have a lot to learn still, but I also know that I love you. You make me feel safe and like I’m not going to blow away into the sky again. I love hearing you laugh. I want to fly with you all over the world. I Chose you because I do not want a life without you in it. It matters to me that you know this.”
“Ah, my Hele,” he rasped, “did you spend all night thinking about telling me that?”
“Yes.” She paused. “Well, I also read two books.”
Laughter bubbled out of him. Framing her face with his hands, he brought her down for a kiss that was mostly smiles. “I love you,t?ht.I’ll follow you wherever you wish to go. Even if that is to the Collective.”
He could feel her frown against his lips.“Minu tuli,we talked about this. I’m not asking you to give up—”
“My fire?”He kissed her again, more deeply, both to quiet her protests and to express how much he loved the nickname she’d chosen for him. “Whyminu tuli?”
“Because,” she answered, exasperated and breathless, “you were the first warmth I felt. But I don’t want to talk about that. I want to talk about—”
“No more talking.” He pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her throat, right where her pulse throbbed. When he felt her go soft against him, he whispered, “Yourtuliwants to show you how much he loves you.”
Hele’s hands slid down his chest. When he felt the cool flesh of her palm on his shaft, he groaned.
“Fine,” she replied, stroking him with maddening slowness. “We will talklater.”
His hands found her breasts, perfect and small and made just for him. “Yes. Later.”
Much,muchlater.
Gods, her fingers were so soft, but when they made contact with his skin, a ripple of electricity passed between them. It was like having the softest, most gentle current hooked up directly to his cock. He hadn’t been able to control himself in the pool — the nerves could only take so much stimulation, after all — but he’d done his best since then to grit his teeth and make it last.
It didn’t matter how hard he tried, though. Would anyone be able to resist such sweet torture?
Squeezing her small, pert breasts perhaps a touch too roughly, Vael groaned, “If you do not stop soon, I’ll come again.”
Hele smiled. Instead of stopping, she cupped him with both hands and slowed her strokes down, each pass a hard, sizzling pull that made his toes curl. “I like to touch you,” she said, “and I love to watch you come. I want to learn all the different ways to do it.”
Fuck.
Vael’s spine stiffened as he fought for breath. He wasn’t entirely sure how he, the one with sexual experience, ended up being the one ravished, but he loved it. When Hele handled him, it was with the utmost focus and care. When she looked at him, it was with the kind of desire that made a man feel like somethingmore.And when she raised herself up onto her knees to slowly notch his cock at her soft, wet core, it was with the wild-eyed determination toclaim.
It took an enormous amount of willpower for him to drop his seeking hands from her breasts to her lean hips, stalling her descent. “Hele, are you sure? We don’t need to rush. You don’t have to—”
“I want to try.” She tilted her head to one side, her gaze locked on his face. Her shoulders rose and fell rapidly as she panted. Vael swore he could even feel her inner thighs trembling against his hip bones when she asked, “Do you?”
Involuntarily, he glanced down to where she held him perilously close to paradise. His cock looked huge and lewd against her soft flesh. Leaking pre-come, his skin a dark, livid green, and almost as wide as her dainty wrist, it was a vision of depravity. When she slowly thumbed the flared head and swirled it around her swollen clitoris with a little experimental swivel…
It took him a second to find his tongue again.
“Yes,” he growled, slowly pushing her hips back and forth, encouraging her to use him like she needed. “Yes,t?ht.But we will stop if you don’t like it.”
Hele’s black eyes glittered at him through her long, white lashes. A soft moan built in her throat as she worked his cock against her wet skin, chasing sweet friction. “I will like it.”
He wasn’t so sure. He was a big bastard, after all, and his Hele was reed thin and as delicate as spun glass. If she’d never experimented with any toys before, he had his doubts that this would be as pleasurable as she hoped.
“Ah-ah, let me prepare you first,” he choked out, stopping her again as she made to press herself down. His balls were drawn up tight, his shaft ached like it might fucking explode, and the sight of heralmostriding him was enough to make him lose his mind, but Vael still somehow managed to slow things down.
Hele made an impatient chuffing sound. “Why?”
“Because you are probably tight as a fucking vice and I don’t want to hurt you.” He slid his hands down over the tops of her shaking thighs to where they were almost joined. It did something dark and primal to him to feel that — where the hot skin of his cock nearly breached her cunt, so slick and ready for him.
