Page 34 of The Nixie and the Frost Elf

"I got distracted." He shrugs off his shirt and lets it fall to the floor, the rest of his clothing, and my underwear, joining it soon after.

He gets onto the bed, and I go to join him, brushing my hair to one side and leaning in to kiss him. I swipe my tongue against his bottom lip like I did at the museum and get a groan from him in response. I feel something shift within me at the sound. It's not exactly desire, but it is a reaction to what I'm hearing.

I break away and trail kisses down his neck and chest, tracing over the patterns of snowflakes on his chest. I'm not sure if what I'm doing is right, but he feels like he's responding well to it, so I carry on. His skin is cold against my tongue, but that doesn't put me off either. It's pleasant in many ways.

I move further down, my lips grazing against the smooth, cold skin of his stomach. I'm a little nervous, but I'm mostly excited. I want to do this. I want to make him feel good. I look up and find him watching me with hooded eyes full of desire. I know he's not going to force this, but I can also see from his expression that he wants it.

I position myself between his legs, holding his gaze as I dip my head and circle my tongue around the head of his cock. He lets out a groan, letting me know that what I'm doing is right. Or it's right for him, so I don't suppose anything else matters. I wrap my fingers around his length, feeling it twitch beneath my grasp, and continue to tease him with my tongue.

His breathing comes short and fast, which only urges me to continue. It feels good to be able to get this response to him, and I can feel my own body responding to the situation. Slowly, I take him into my mouth, the chill feeling a little like ice as I take his cock deeper. I pause, temporarily worrying that I'm going to freak out about this, but it doesn't come. I slowly start to move, taking him in and out of my mouth and enjoying the noises that are coming from him as I do. I find my rhythm as my confidence grows. I use the flat of my tongue to try and add more pressure, getting a long moan from Edur in response, and it almost feels as if his cock swells in my mouth. I'm not entirely sure that's possible, but maybe it is.

He slips a hand into my hair, but he doesn't use it to push me down, or make me do anything, it more seems to be a response to how good he's feeling.

His hips jerk, and he lets out another moan. "Lexi, stop," he manages to get out, the words heavy with his pleasure.

It takes a moment for the words to register, but when they do, I pull back and look up at him. "Are you okay?"

"Very okay," he murmurs. "I was just getting dangerously close."

"Oh." I shift on the bed so that I can reach his face again, and he draws me to him so that he can kiss me deeply. "It was good?" I whisper against his lips.

"Very," he responds. "Do you still want to try the other way?"

I bite my lip and nod. "If you want to."

A smile spreads over his face. "I definitely want to. Lie back." He gently moves me into position as he gives me the instructions, moving until he's hovering over me. "Is there anything you don't want me to do?"

"I don't know," I admit, feeling a sense of anticipation I don't expect growing within me.

"Then you'll have to tell me if you want to stop." He leans in to press his lips against mine, kissing me deeply as he runs his hand over my shoulder and down my body. His touch leaves a trail of ice behind it, only making everything feel more sensitive. He moves to my neck, then down my body until he gets to my nipples, moving slowly every time.

He flicks my nipple with his tongue, and I let out a small noise in response. Even though he touched them before, it feels different when he uses his tongue. I close my eyes and lean my head back, giving myself over to the sensations. The cold of his tongue only adds to everything. Though I don't have much to compare it to, I don't think anyone has spent this much time pleasuring me before.

Edur slowly moves away from my nipples, but the cold lingers a little longer, and the air brushes against them, making everything feel like it lasts longer. Before I fully register what's happening, he's between my legs. I open them wider without thinking about it. He looks up at me, his sparkling blue eyes full of adoration.

He holds my gaze as he draws his hand up my leg, and then brushes his fingers against my entrance. I let out a small gasp at the light pressure, but it's not enough to distract me from the surprise on his face.

"What?" I ask a little breathlessly.

"You're very wet," he responds.

"Oh." My cheeks heat in response. "I guess I liked it when you were reacting to me, so my body responded."

He gives me a lopsided grin. "That's fun."

"Is it?"

"Knowing you find it hot? Yes."

"Oh." I suck in a breath.

"Are you ready?"

"Mmhmm." More ready than I think I've ever been for anything like this.

He hooks his arms beneath my legs and pulls me closer to him so that he can lower his face to my centre. The moment his tongue touches me, it's the only thing that I can focus on. I can't even tell what he's doing, especially with the cold of his tongue only adding to the sensations. My mind starts to clear of thoughts, and the tingles of an approaching release growing within me. Edur continues to use his tongue, sending me closer to the edge.

"I'm going to..." I trail off, not able to find the words, but wanting to warn him in case he doesn't want to go this far. If anything, he seems encouraged by my words rather than chased away, and it's enough to tip me over the edge.