Page 58 of Viciously Yours


Font Size:

Her eyes flared. “These?”

He opened the box again and showed her the contents. It contained similar objects to the one in his hand, but in different sizes. “It will feel odd at first, but you’ll get used to them, and once you’re ready, your ass will take my cock as well as your greedy little cunt.”

She gaped at him, but intrigue kept her from objecting. “What if it hurts?”

“That’s the purpose of these.” He gestured to the box. “I would never hurt you.”

“On purpose,” she countered.

“Ever.” He bent down next to her. “Anyone who says they’re scared of hurting you on purpose is warning you.” After setting the box down, he pulled a small jar of oil out and slathered in on the plug in his hand. “I know I won’t, accident or not.”

She nodded and waited expectantly.

“Get on your hands and knees, love.”

Once in position, she looked over her shoulder at him, but he was staring at her backside, biting his lip. “Fuck. Every inch of you is stunning.”

He ran an oiled finger over the area he’d later fill, pressing the tip of it against her tightness. “I know it’s difficult, but relax.”

“I don’t know how.” She was nervous.

“Close your eyes and breathe in deep, then focus on loosening your body as you release it.”

She tried, gods, she tried, but her anticipation kept her drawn up tight.

His other hand found her clit and moved in lazy circles. “Oh,” she whimpered, dropping her head forward.

“Keep breathing,” he encouraged softly. “I won’t hurt you.” With every breath and stroke, she felt her muscles loosen. “Bear down as if using the latrine.”

“What?” She turned to him. “You can’t mean…” Embarrassment colored her face.

His mouth twitched. “Never be embarrassed around me. Everyone does it. It will help.”

He cannot be serious.“What if Igo?” she sputtered.

He shrugged. “I will wash you, and we’ll try again.”

“Oh, my gods.”

His fingers still worked her clit, and the other caressed her backside lovingly. “Please?”

Closing her eyes, she nodded. “Okay.”

She did as he asked, focusing on staying loose, and to her surprise, his finger slipped inside. “Good girl.” He continued to push inside and moved his finger in a circular motion. She jerked at the new sensation. “You’re doing great, love.”

Her breathing grew heavy when he slipped his thumb into her pussy, while his other finger still worked on her clit. There was a lot going on down there, and everything spiraled. He pulled out his finger from her backside but maintained a steady rhythm with his other hand.

“Bear down, love.”

She breathed too hard to answer, but tried to do as he said. The tip of the plug pressed against her, and Rennick wiggled it gently. Eventually, her body accepted it with a soft pop, and the fullness took her by surprise, sending her into an intense climax.

Her cries echoed around their bedroom, and Rennick’s lips found her supple cheek. She rocked back against his hand with the intensity of her orgasm until the sensations ebbed.

He removed his hand and held her hips. “Come here.”

Pushing up to her knees, she allowed him to pull her into his lap and laid her head against his shoulder.

“I love you,” he murmured. “Thank you for doing this.”