Page 59 of Given to the Black King

He growls against me and pushes two fingers inside.

The stretch is stronger than it was in the map room. He is not being delicate now. He works them deep, curls them, and sucks at the same time.

My body tightens.

“Don’t stop.”

He does not.

The first climax comes hard because he does not change anything when I begin to break.

His tongue stays broad and relentless. His fingers curl into the same place. My abdomen knots beneath his forearm, and my thighs close around his horns and shoulders as the first pulse tears through me.

I lose the shape of the room. There is only the wet drag of his mouth and the contractions clenching around his fingers, one after another, stronger each time he growls against me. He holds my legs open without letting either fang point turn inward.

The final aftershock makes my heels strike the bed.

“Torgan. Enough.”

He stops at once.

His lips and chin are wet. Moisture shines on the fangs though the points never touched me.

He licks me from his mouth while watching my face.

I feel another pulse of arousal.

He smells it.

“You are not finished.”

“No.”

He takes my stocking ties between two claws and cuts them cleanly.

The stockings slide away. He removes the rest of my clothing without tearing it, except for the gray dress. That he strips off me and drops beside the bed, the ruined lacing hanging loose.

Then he stands and undresses.

I have seen him shirtless. I have held him in the map room. Neither prepared me for seeing all of him in the firelight.

His body is scarred from shoulder to thigh. Black hair runs down his chest and narrows over his stomach.

After the map room, the sight of him is no longer a surprise. Knowing how much of him I intend to take is another matter.

My fingers do not meet around him.

His mouth tightens at my silence.

“Too large?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“That is not a no.”

“No.” I stroke upward, feeling the underside ridges harden beneath my hand. “It is not.”

The thick head pushes into my grip. The ring below it catches on my fingers.