And because he just couldn’t fucking help himself, Vael rumbled, “Have you ever put anything in this pretty little pussy before, sweet mate?”
He felt Hele start, as if for onceshewas the one who’d been electrocuted. “Only my fingers,” she breathed. “I didn’t see the appeal. It felt like nothing.”
Sweat dewed on his chest and throat.Gods help me. I’m going to ruin her.
“Were you wet when you tried it?”
Hele shook her head. “No. That only happens when I look at you.”
If he wasn’t so turned on, Vael would have been embarrassed by the way his voice went up an octave when he asked, “What?”
Her hips began to slowly grind again, nearly wedging the head of his cock into that hot, wet core that threatened to steal every ounce of good sense he possessed. Her eyes skimmed over him, taking him in like she just couldn’t get enough. Licking her lips, she murmured, “When I look at you, it makes me ache. That’s why I go to the Roost when you do your exercises. I like how it feels when I watch you. It’s like you’re touching me between my thighs even when you’re not.”
ChapterNineteen
Vael feltlike he was falling into a dark chasm where there was only hot air, the scent of her, and the heavy feeling of her gaze on his skin. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t even see anything besides her. The world was a tiny pinprick of light ahead of him, blazing blue and green and pale purple.
Before Hele, he did not necessarilylacksexual partners. A certain kind of woman craved the power in his limbs, the position he held in the Wing. Some simply liked a brutish face and a big cock. It wasn’t complicated, and he’d never expected more than that.
He wasn’t exactly pretty. He didn’t have Artem’s boyish charm, nor Taevas’s roguish sex appeal. Even Mad Radek was better looking than he was, despite the fact that a hundred and some years of misery had given his face a savage cast.
It didn’t bother him too much that he was generally the last man women fluttered their lashes at. He wasn’t affable enough to make up for what he lacked in looks, and his size tended to intimidate more than it enticed. His nose was a harsh, broad blade between dark eyes, and his brows were too heavy. A looker he was simplynot.
So he had never experienced the pure reverence that his mate exuded when she ran her delicate fingers over each dip and hollow of his body. He did not know what to do with her rapt gaze, nor her hungry little sounds.
He was trulydesired.It was utterly disorienting.
Again, he wondered how the tables had turned andwhen.Wasn’t he the one who was supposed to worship? He was the lucky motherfucker with an exquisite, cosmic-entity-made-flesh mate. He was the one with experience. He was the dominant one of their pair.
But… none of that mattered.
Between them, one to one, there was no pretense, no dominance play, no carefully choreographed dance. Pleasure was simply pleasure, and it was taken as easily as it was given. Hele hid nothing — including her unrestrained desire for him.
“There is no man luckier than me,” he grated, consumed by the image of her watching him from the lounge areas around the training grounds, her cunt wet and aching for him.Him.The ugly orphan with fucked up wings and zero charm.
Vael couldn’t restrain a deep, subvocal growl of appreciation as he slid his hand down, fingers slipping over slick skin to find her clitoris. Her grip on his cock tightened reflexively as she rocked into his hand. “I’m going to explain what’ll happen next, okay,t?ht?”
“Yes, yes, explain.” The pad of her thumb swirled around the tip of his cock, spreading the pearly drops there in a way that might have seemed absentminded if she didn’t immediately bring her thumb up to her mouth for a taste.
Her cheeks flushed as she sucked it into her mouth, reminding him of how she looked when she went down on him the previous night. Vael’s cock jerked against his flat stomach, so hard and full it felt like his skin was being stretched to its limits. He swore every single drop of blood he possessed was in his shaft.
Hele wasgreedy.
He never would have guessed that, considering how well she had inadvertently concealed her lust, but Vael was rapidly coming to understand that his matelovedcock.
Truly I am blessed.
“So fucking good to me,” he muttered, petting her cunt with the reverence it deserved. “Myt?ht,I’m going to get you ready for my cock. If I tried to fuck you now, you’d be in too much pain to enjoy it at all, so I have to stretch you first.”
Hele’s thumb slid out of her mouth with a wetpop!“Then stretch me.”
No hesitation at all. Complete trust. Overwhelming enthusiasm.Perfect. My Hele is perfect in every godsdamned way.
“You’ll need to hold very still for me,” he told her, blood rushing impossibly faster. “I’m going to put my fingers in you, but my claws are sharp, so I have to be extremely careful. You can’t move an inch. Understood?”
She nodded twice, quick and eager. Her hair, that ethereal mass of sparking white, drifted upward over her shoulders and head to sizzle in the air. The air in the nest was saturated in the scents of ozone, strawberries, and sex.
“Do I get to watch?”
