Her hands slid easily over his length, slick with his precum that just kept coming. She twisted her wrists slightly as she stroked, and he nearly came right then. His whole body went rigid, and his balls drew up tight. He had to grit his teeth to hold back the orgasm that was already building.
He could feel the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter. He was making sounds he’d never made before, grunts and groans, low growls that seemed to come from the depths of his being.
His breathing was ragged and harsh, and he couldn’t stop watching her hands on his cock. He was mesmerized.
Morgath wanted to grab Audrey and pull her into the tub with him. He wanted to rip that dress off her and see her naked, wanted to touch every inch of her. He imagined spilling on her breasts, watching his cum drip down between them. He imagined being inside her, feeling her tight heat wrapped around his cock, filling her with his cum until it dripped out of her and ran down her thighs.
Audrey picked up the pace, her hands moving faster. She focused on the head of his cock, running her thumb over the sensitive tip and spreading the precum around. Then she stroked down his full length again, using both hands in a twisting motion that made his vision go white. She returned to the head, circling it with her palms and squeezing gently, then stroked the full length with long, firm movements that made his toes curl. She squeezed him with just the right amount of pressure, fully focused on him and his reactions.
Morgath could feel it coming, the pressure building to an unbearable point. His body was taut, every muscle locked and straining. His cock swelled even more in her hands, throbbing and pulsing with every beat of his heart. He was right on the edge, teetering there, so close he could barely breathe.
He came hard. His body convulsed, and his hips thrust out of the water, lifting him almost completely out of the tub. Ropes of thick, white cum shot from his cock with so much force that he couldn’t control where they went. The first rope hit Audrey right in the face, splashing across her cheek. The second hit her chin and dripped down her neck. More cum splashed on her chest and the top of her dress, soaking into the fabric. It just kept coming, and he couldn’t stop, couldn’t do anything but thrust into her hands and spill himself all over her.
She didn’t stop rubbing him, didn’t pull away even though she was covered in his seed. She kept stroking, kept milking every last drop until his cock finally stopped pulsing. His seed covered her hands and dripped from her fingers. There was so much of it that it was running down her arms.
He collapsed back against the tub, his chest heaving. For a moment, just a brief, blessed moment, he felt relief. His muscles went slack, and his cock softened slightly.
They stared at each other.
Morgath watched as Audrey’s tongue darted out to lick some of the cum at the corner of her mouth. His eyes widened when she used a finger to gather more from her cheek and push it between her lips. She was tasting him. Willingly.
He growled in fresh pain as his cock hardened again. He realized, with a sinking feeling, that nothing had changed. The relief had lasted maybe thirty seconds before the potion’s effects came roaring back.
“Well,” Audrey said. “It was worth a try. Plan B?”
Chapter Fourteen
Morgath stared at her as if she wasn’t real.
“What is plan B?”
Audrey got to her feet and grabbed a clean towel from the rack near the sink. She wiped the thick cum from her face and neck, the towel coming away white and sticky. She could taste him on her lips – salt, musk, and something uniquely him that made her pussy clench with need. She tossed the towel aside and met his eyes, feeling a thrill run through her.
“I can use my mouth. You said you tried to make an antidote. Maybe the antidote is my fluids. We can start with my saliva, see if it works.”
Morgath’s jaw fell open. He stared at her like she had lost her mind, his dark eyes going wide behind the damp strands of black hair that clung to his face and shoulders. For once, the fierce captain who always had a sharp retort seemed speechless. His mouth worked but no sound came out.
She smirked at his shock.
“Don’t worry, I’ll thoroughly enjoy it.”
“You don’t have to do it,” he murmured.
“But you want it, right?” she asked. “To feel my mouth on you? I can’t promise I’ll take all of it. You’re big enough that you could fracture my jaw. But I’ll do my best.”
His cock twitched at her words. A thick drop slid down the shaft and disappeared into the water. His breathing got heavier, his massive chest rising and falling as he struggled to maintain even a shred of control.
Morgath sat up in the tub and studied her from head to toe. His gaze traveled slowly over her body, starting at her face and moving down to linger on her breasts, where his cum had stained the blue velvet in white streaks. His eyes traced the curve of her hips.
Audrey felt heat spread across her cheeks and down her neck. She’d never been looked at like this before, like she was something precious and dangerous all at once, like he wanted to devour her and worship her at the same time.
She ran her hands over her body enticingly, down her sides and over her hips, then across her stomach. Her fingers traced patterns on the velvet, and she watched his eyes follow every movement.
“Like what you see?” she asked.
He swallowed heavily.
She laughed and motioned for him to follow her.
