His fingers slid lower and one finger pressed against her entrance.
Testing.
Teasing.
Sol tensed. “I’m scared.”
"You are my queen." Korin kissed the valley between her breasts. "I am here to serve you. Tell me."
She pursed her lips.
“Do you want to see the different ways I can serve you?”
Her heart boomed in her ears. “Y-yes.”
Korin pushed his finger inside. The first press was slow burning heat parting cool, untouched walls that had never yielded before. Her inner muscles fluttered in surprise, clinging instinctively to the invading warmth as if trying to pull it deeper.
Her beast coiled tight inside her and became protective and alert. Then Korin's finger pushed deeper and the beast uncurled like it was stretching into the warmth.
“Ohhh.” Sol gasped at the intrusion.
At the stretch.
At the fullness.
The room was so quiet she could hear the wet sound of him entering her.
Every inch he fed her felt like molten silk sliding over frost-kissed velvet—a delicious contradiction that made her shiver from scalp to toes. Her breath hitched in tiny, needy pants against his shoulder.
"Breathe, little queen."
She tried. Her chest rose and fell. And slowly, carefully, Korin pushed deeper.
One finger all the way in.
Then two.
The second finger stretched her wider, a sweet, aching burn that quickly melted into liquid heat pooling low in her belly. She could feel every subtle ridge of his knuckles, every slow drag against sensitive inner flesh that made her thighs tremble uncontrollably.
“Mmmm.” Sol's hands fisted in the silk sheets.
Korin's thumb found her clit again and rubbed slow circles there while his fingers moved inside her. Each lazy swirl of his thumb sent sparks racing up her spine, while inside, his fingers curled in a slow, searching rhythm—stroking places that made her hips lift off the bed in helpless little jerks, chasing more of that impossible pleasure. “Do you like how I touch you?”
“Y-yes.”
“You’re such a good little queen, letting me touch this pussy.”
Sol's hips rocked against his hand, chasing the pleasure.
"That's it.” His fingers curled inside her and hit a spot that made her whole body jerk — a shock of pleasure so sudden her teeth clicked together. He pressed there again and the spot bloomed outward, making her toes curl and frost-laced skin flush hot.
Her beast slammed against her ribs. Frost crackled along her knuckles where she gripped the sheets.
Sol cried out. “Oh!”
"Found it." Korin’s voice went dark and satisfied. “That’s what I wanted.”
He rubbed that spot again.
