I’d gone too far…
But no… he checked the hall, then his gaze slid back to me.
Okay… so we were doing this.
I looked at Vyns and nodded. He finished stripping and sat behind me, legs to either side of me. His hands replaced mine. Vyns knew exactly how to touch me. One hand high, one hand low, playing me like a cello, hittingallthe right notes. I slid my hands up through my hair and gave a soft, heartfelt moan.
God, I’d needed this.
Forgetting about Koar, I closed my eyes, head lolling back on Vyns’ shoulder, letting him work my body to a soft, shivering orgasm.
“Relaxed enough?” Vyns asked. “Need more?”
I did.
God, I missed Myel’s soothing presence, that serene high, calm and content. Not only did I not have that, I had the exact opposite, feeling pain like jagged glass in my soul. I didn’t just need to relax, I needed an orgasm so powerful itblew my mind and stilled my spirit, numbing the pain from Myel long enough for me to fall asleep.
“More,” I begged. “An orgasm so strong I can’t feel anything else.” Wow… had I really demanded that?
Vyns’ lips pressed to my shoulder. “Yes mistress.”
A thrill sang through me at his use of that word. Usually, only Koar called me that. Was this his way of involving Koar as well. I didn’t mind at all.
Vyns then whispered in my ear what he was thinking, and we quickly shifted into the new position. It was a reverse cowgirl, but with Vyns curled around behind me, able to use his hands. And once I was seated on him, his erection deliciously full and throbbing inside me, he opened his legs even more. My legs, already on the outside of his, were forced open as well, giving Koar a really good view of what was happening.
I glanced at the dragon once more. He leaned on the wall at the entrance to the room, his gaze darting from outside to in… to me. Both his fists were balled, everything about him tense and taut.
Then Vyns shifted, thrusting a little from below, hitting deep inside me so perfectly that my eyes crossed, vision blurring. Vyns’ hands massaged my chest, my nipples so damn hard it hurt, breasts achingly sensitive. I moved on him as he moved below and the feel of him, of this position, of his hands in front and his hard chest behind, his kisses on my shoulder…
Tears leaked from my eyes at the contradiction of the pain in my soul and the pleasure of my body. Just as I’d asked for, the world melted away as I focused solely on Vyns.
Just a little more and I might tune out the pain.
“He’s touching himself,” Vyns whispered behind me.
I blinked, trying to focus my vision once again, and when I did… oh, God!
Koar had liberated the trapped erection from his pants, and he was every bit as big as I’d imagined. Well, not as impossibly big as my dream, but as far as real life dicks went…
So, they do make them in extra-large, I thought to myself as Vyns slid one hand down from my breasts to my clit and gently stroked me. And seeing the tightly-wound Koar stroking his dick as he watched me, combined with Vyns’ perfect touch on my clit, his cock so damned deep inside me… was everything I needed.
The sound that issued from me was unlike anything I’d ever heard, a roar of primal lust and release. My body shuddered, my eyes crossed. I lost sight of Koar, though the image of him lingered in my mind. Vyns grunted, finding his peak and the feel of this dick pulsing hard inside me blasted the top off my pleasure. The orgasm swept through me in a torrent of heated bliss, followed by powerful aftershocks of ecstasy, which washed through my soul until I was a limp noodle of contentment.
Vyns lay back and I went with him, breathing hard, feeling only joy.
A part of me felt bad for denying Myel’s pain, but I’d be no good for the man if I couldn’t rest. And Vyns had made sure I was well and truly relaxed.
When I opened my eyes, Koar was gone.
But Vyns was close and warm, so I didn’t feel unprotected.
Vyns and I slowly drew apart, but then cuddled close again, him behind me as he drew covers over us.
“Sleep well,” he breathed.
I didn’t have the words or energy to respond, half asleepalready. My last thought before falling into blessed darkness was:
I’m sorry, Myel.
