“You remember when I licked you here?” I growled, finding the hidden little bud between her folds and pressing there. Another moan, louder this time, fell from her lips as her hips bucked up to meet my touch.
She was panting now as I rolled her clit, though I kept the pressure gentle. Just enough to keep her on edge, just enough to drive her mad.
“Yes,” she answered me.
“Remember how you came so sweetly for me?” I murmured, bringing my hand up from her breast so I could turn her head. I wanted her eyes on me,neededthem. Her gaze was half-lidded when it met mine, dazed with sleepy pleasure, as if she was in a world that was between dreams and reality.
Sovokkingbeautiful, I thought, unable to resist taking her lips.
Mina turned a little in my arms and I felt my seed begin to climb in my cock when she kissed me back. Bravely meeting my tongue when I slipped it between her lips. The kiss had a life of its own, suddenly turning into something more, something neither of us expected. I sucked and nibbled at her mouth, sovokkinghungry for her, as two of my fingers slipped into her warm cunt, making her breath hitch.
My little witch might not trust me. She might not evenlikeme.
But shelovedthis. She loved the sensations I dragged from her body, the way I made her shiver with my kiss.
She was a sensual, curious creature who had long neglected all pleasure.
I will show her everything, I vowed silently, her moan meeting my ears when I pressed my fingers deeper, when my thumb continued to stroke her clit.
At the very least, I owed herthis. I wanted to make her feel good. I wanted to make her feel so good that she would crave me. That she would never choose to leave me.
Mina was rocking against me steadily now and I gritted my teeth, my self-control tested to its very limits as I fought to keep myself from spilling my seed over her backside like a young male with his first female. Pleasure sizzled up from mydeva, the sacs heavy with seed, so full I thought they might burst.
Against her lips, I rasped, “I want you to come for me,leika.Hanniva,hanniva.”
Please.
Vok, I had never begged so much in my life. Especially for a female. But for my queen I would. A thousand times over.
Her cunt was tightening up even now and my fingers pressed deeper inside her, fucking her steadily, imagining they were my cock. The pace and pressure of my thumb increased until her cries were a continuous sound in thevoliki. My hand returned to her breast, rolling her nipples, tugging, and stroking.
All the while, I thrust against her backside, rocking my cock against the cleft of her ass. The soft flesh was slippery with the beginnings of my seed. I was making a mess of her but I was too mindless in her pleasure, in my own, to pull away.
My spine tingled. My balls pulsed.
“Come for me, Mina,” I growled, my voice unrecognizable. The huskiest, the darkest it had ever been.
Her eyes rolled back, her lips parted in a silent cry. As her back arched, her cunt began to pulse and tighten. My fingers curled and a strangled, hitched cry fell from her lips as she jerked and moaned.
“Uhhh,” she cried out, breasts heaving, moving her hips wildly against me as she surrendered herself to her pleasure completely.
I’d never seen anything more erotic in my life. In stunned disbelief, I watched her, memorizing every detail of her. My fingers left her tight sheath as I continued to roll her clit. Then I felt the head of my cock as it slipped through her legs with her frenzied movements. The slick tip of it slid up her folds as I mindlessly thrust. I nearly entered her pulsing cunt but I pushed myself away, continuing to move against her.
The slippery head slid over her clit and she jerked, another unabashed moan falling from her lips.
“Vok,I’m going to come all over you,” I gritted out and a moment later, I groaned, deep and loud, and then I felt the sizzle of my seed as it shot from my cock almost violently. “Lysi!”
Mina was shivering and panting as I continued to punch my hips forward, chasing that teasing, soft friction between her thighs. The glide of her slick curls. The heat and arousal that coated her folds.
I pumped my seed until I had none left.
Then I fell limp, drained, back onto the furs, though my arms were still tight around her. I brought her with me until she was half-lying across me, still on her back. My breath heaved and her own shallow breaths mingled with mine.
For a long moment, we said nothing as we recovered. And when I moved her so that her back was fully on the furs once more, when I loomed over her, I saw that her cheeks were flushed a tantalizing red and that she couldn’t quite meet my eyes.
I huffed out a small breath. Shy? After what we had just done?
Slipping the furs off her, I looked down at her body. Her breasts were still heaving and she bit her lip when I brushed my fingers over the flushed, jutting nipples. Sensitive?
