Qurill looms closer. His body is nearly directly over mine.
“What would you like me to do to you, Astryd?”
Biting my lip, I shrug.
“Don’t feel like I’m pressuring you. This is a bold demand. If you do not wish to?—”
“However you want me,” Qurill purrs, his hand wrapping gently around my ankle, “I will gladly oblige all your desires.”
His fingers skim along my ankle bone. I gasp as my thighs slide apart on their own accord. I’m baring myself to his gaze. Qurill groans, using his hand to slide my one foot even further along the rock. My stomach quivers in anticipation.
“Maybe we could—well, I’m not sure.” I sound breathless. “Perhaps, we should kiss?”
It sounds more like a question than a demand. I want to kick myself. Qurill chuckles darkly, shaking his head from side to side. Damp hair curls along his fin-like ears as he shifts between my thighs.
“A kiss on the mouth is so trivial.” There is a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Let me bestow one on your pretty cunt. That will make you feel alive.”
My breath catches as both his hands hook around my ankles. He slides them apart, settling them as far as they will go. My inner thighs burn slightly, but any ache is forgotten as he lowers his face to my core. His warm breath tickles my damp flesh. I feel no nerves about him seeing me like this. I want him so badly I feel like I may perish at any moment.
Licking his blue lip, his eyes meet mine. Red decorates my knees and chest.
“Has any man ever touched you here? Seen you like this?”
I shake my head. Words are beyond me. Qurill grins, hooking his hands under my knees and tossing them over his massive shoulders.
“Good,” he purrs. “One less murder I have to commit tomorrow.”
Before I can respond, the broad side of his tongue skims up my slit. I scream at the wet glide of his muscle against me. He presses his mouth to me, his nose inhaling deeply against the patch of golden hair covering my feminine flesh.
“Tonight, I will be your master,” he whispers onto my damp skin. “The one who gives you unimaginable pleasure—the one whose memory no human man could ever fuck out of you.”
“Qurill,” I pant. “Please.”
“You want to test my vow, Astryd? Let me show you the pleasures that await you in my bed.”
With a snarl, he devours me fully. He licks my pussy from top to bottom. His tongue slithers inside of me, pumping deeply. His fingers dig into my hips, raising me against his face. I canter my hips, rubbing my clit against his nose, greedy for all the friction I can get. My hands fall to his head, the soft strands of hair shifting through my fingers.
His mouth makes sloppy wet sounds as he pleasures me. His lip latches onto my clit as my back bows off the rock. He releasesme with a pop. My vision is beginning to blur. An unknown peak looms before me, and I long to be tossed off it.
“Give me your eyes, Astryd,” Qurill commands. “I want to see just how much you can take.”
My jaw goes slack as I watch him suck two fingers into his mouth. With trembling thighs, my anticipation grows as he glides his slick digits through my folds.
“You’re so wet—you hardly need this.”
He spits down onto my pussy, causing me to moan. His foamy saliva lands on my clit and slides down my slit until it collects at my entrance. His index finger swirls around my opening. My breath catches at the sensation of being filled for the first time. His insertion is slow, and his tongue licks my clit the entire time he invades me.
His name falls from my lips.
“Tight little pussy. I can’t wait to feel you stretch around my cock.”
I nod frantically. This is good, but I want more. I want everything. My body is alive. I’m merely a vessel for him to pleasure. I am for him to use however he sees fit because I know he will give me the completion I desire.
“Please.”
“Soon,” he vows. “Let me make you come first.”
He pulls his finger back before adding another. My heart pounds as he scissors them inside me. He’s careful not to go too deep. His rough pumps inside me make my head spin. My thighs begin to squeeze his head as pleasure pounds through me.
