His eyes darken slightly, but he doesn’t pull away.
“But not in your pussy,” he says, his tone calm, matter of fact.
I shake my head quickly, my cheeks feeling hot.
“No.NotifIcan help it.”
I don’t trust myself to say more.Theneed is too strong–too close to overwhelming everything else.
He studies me for a moment longer, something unreadable passing through his gaze.Thenhe nods once.
“Then let me try to help you another way,” he says.
20
ELOWEN
“Let me help you another way,”Theronsays.Heleans back against the blooming trellis, and opens his trousers.Ibite my lip at whatIsee.
Oh, mercifulGoddess, it’shuge.
His cock springs free, long and thick and so very male.Thebroad head flares, already glistening with a clear drop of fluid at the slit.Heavyballs hang below, drawn tight against his body.Thetattoos on his hips and thighs seem to writhe in the shadows from the trellis, and his curved horns catch the sunlight, making him look like some dark god come to life.
I stare, mouth going dry, a fresh wave of heat washing over me.I’venever seen a male’s cock up close before.It's…intimidating.
Theron watches me watching him, his silver eyes darkening.
“Too much for you, little one?”he asks softly, his voice a low rumble.Hishands move to tuck himself away again.
“Wait,”Iblurt, putting a trembling hand on his wrist.Myfingers look so small against his arm.“Please,I’venever…never seen a male shaft before.”Iwhisper the words, cheeks burning.“Just…let me get used to it.”
He stills, a pleased growl vibrating in his chest.
“Take your time, baby.Touchme.Learnme.”
Heart pounding,Iwrap my hand around the base.Myfingers can’t quite meet around his girth.Theheat of him sears my palm–velvet skin over iron-hard muscle.
Theron gives a low groan, hips twitching slightly.
“That’s right, baby—take as much time as you need to get to know me,” he rumbles.
I stroke him slowly at first, up and down the endless length, marveling at the texture.Sohard, yet the skin is soft as rose petals.Ilike the feel of him in my hand.Islide my fingers lower, exploring the heavy balls below—full and warm and they tighten at my touch.
“Gentle there, little one,” he murmurs, breath hitching.“That’sa delicate area.Rollthem softly… yes,fuck, just like that.Goodgirl.”
Emboldened,Itrace the thick shaft upward, circling the flared ridge of the head.There'sa clear drop beading at the slit.
“Is…is that your seed?”Iask breathlessly.
“No, baby—that’s just precum,” he tells me, eyes half-lidded.“Mybody’s way to make everything nice and slippery soIcan fit my cock in a tight little pussy like yours.ButIwon’t do that unless you beg me.”Hestrokes my hair gently.“You’resafe with me.”
I lick my lips, the ache between my thighs turning desperate.
“I think…IthinkIwant to taste it.”
“Go ahead.”Hemakes a lazy motion with one hand.“Helpyourself, little one.”
Leaning down,Irub my cheek against his shaft first—it amazes me how rigid he is beneath that baby-soft skin.He’sscorching hot–far warmer than any human, maybe because there’sDrakefire pulsing through him.
