by Kris Norris
She eased forward, distending her tongue just enough to lick the small drop off his cock, watching as it bobbed up at the gentle contact. She closed her eyes, savouring the unique flavour of him. He tasted like he smelled, and she knew she’d need another taste before she could release him.
She rolled her fingers down, pumping his shaft, only to be rewarded with another drop of pearly fluid. Her exulted cry hushed across the room as she dipped her head down, this time lapping at the crown. She hummed as his flavour filled her senses, making her feel dizzy. By the Gods, he tasted delicious. She licked again, loving the feel of his soft skin against her tongue as more of his spicy essence filled her mouth. It was such an intoxicating paradox—the hard strength of his cock mirrored with the incredibly soft skin—she knew she could spend hours touching him this way.
Mira looked once more at Keegan’s face. He was still asleep, but the skin over his cheeks seemed more taut and his lips were pursed together as if he were holding back a growl. She glanced at where her hand gripped his thigh and decided the risk was worth the prize.
She moved slowly, pushing one massive thigh aside as she slid between his legs, careful to keep her skin from brushing against his. He muttered a hushed curse, but moved with her. She looked down at his cock, loving how it pulsed against his stomach, rising upwards as if seeking her touch. A seductive smile crept onto her lips as she dipped down, tracing the length of his shaft with her tongue.
Sweet Heavens.
Her body reacted, spilling juice along her thighs and tightening her nipples until she whimpered in need. She repeated the caress, sinking lower and flicking her tongue across his bollocks. They were heavy and round, and she loved the way they moved in her mouth as she drew each one into her warm heat. Keegan’s body tensed as she moved back up his shaft, lingering at the crown. His cock was even thicker, and while she questioned if it’d fit inside her mouth, she knew she’d have to try.
She reached down with her free hand and cupped his shaft, angling it towards her face. More fluid eased from the slit and she purred in pleasure as she wrapped her lips around the head, and inched down, taking half his length into her mouth. Keegan gasped, but she didn’t stop to consider the consequences. All her energy was focused on consuming the weeping flesh in her mouth. She wanted to feel him move, feel him fucking her mouth like she longed for him to fuck her sheath. She wanted him to ache with his need to fill her, fighting the sensation until his eyes rolled back in his head and he came in her mouth, giving her all of his sweet seed.
“By the Gods, Mira!”
She chanced a look up, humming at the way his eyes bored into hers as she bobbed down his length again, swirling her tongue on the ribbed underside. Keegan hissed out his breath, his hands reaching for her hair. For a moment she feared he’d stop her, but her fear faded as he wove his fingers through her curls and guided her head lower.
Keegan stared at the diminutive woman poised between his thighs, one hand braced on his leg, the other wrapped around the base of his cock. Her eyes sparkled in the dim light as she looked up at him, her lips stretched around his shaft. She hesitated when he reached for her, until his fingers twirled in her hair, anchoring her to him. She hummed her contentment, sliding back down his shaft so damn slowly he felt every inch of his cock immerse in her velvet heat. A fire erupted in his spine and he tightened his hold to keep the feeling at bay.
Hells, she was good. If he didn’t know she was inexperienced, he’d have sworn she’d spent time at a brothel. The way she laved him, sucking and nibbling, moaning as if tasting him was the sweetest of flavours. She was truly masterful. One of the few women he’d been able to court had performed this very act on him once, but it’d seemed forced, as if she’d felt obligated to pleasure him. But not Mira.
She savoured him. Rolled her tongue along his length, exploring every vein and ridge of skin. The way she hummed when a drop of his pre-cum slipped from the tip. It was enough to make his eyes roll and his heart pound. He’d thought he was dreaming when he’d felt her soft lips envelop him. He’d been adrift in a soothing haze until her warm, wet mouth surrounded his shaft and he’d felt his crown flare against the back of her throat. Now all he could do was watch as she moved over him, sucking him like she had all the time in the world.
“Take all of me, sweetness,” he urged as she released his cock and nibbled down the side.
She looked up at him, her eyes playful. “Soon,” she promised, lapping at the head. “I want to take my time. I want to enjoy you.”
He could only groan. How could he argue with that?
“You taste so delicious,” she murmured, swirling her tongue around his hood. “I could do this for hours.”
Keegan clenched his jaw as she nuzzled his sac, suckling each one before licking her way back up his shaft. “Take all the time you want. But don’t be surprised when you find yourself on your back with my cock speared inside you.”
Mira laughed, caressing his skin with her wispy breath. Keegan fisted her hair, trying to remember not to pull too hard. Seems his little witch was more temptress than he’d first thought.
“Is that what you want?” She lifted her face to meet his gaze. “Or would you like to come in my mouth…first?”
“Hells,” he cried as she lowered her head and sucked him inside, taking as much of his length as she could. Her throat constricted around his crown and he fought the urge to spill his seed into her mouth. “That’s it. Suck me harder, sweetness.” She increased her suction and he felt the room start to spin. “Hells. I’m going to come.”
Mira hummed and increased her rhythm, using her hand to apply pressure where her mouth couldn’t reach. Keegan arched back, fighting the rush of pleasure down his spine until his teeth threatened to crack and he let go, thrusting into her mouth with a cry of her name. His cock erupted, flooding her mouth with jet after jet of his seed, as his body jerked on the bed, draining his strength as surely as she’d drained his shaft. The room dimmed, fading away into darkness before his breathing slowed, and his vision cleared. Mira was still perched between his thighs, a smug smile capturing the corners of her mouth.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” she asked, the touch of innocence in her voice bringing him back to his senses.
He fixed his gaze on her, smiling when hers faltered. She looked like a rabbit cornered by a wolf, and he had every intention of eating his prey.
Mira watched the fire rage in Keegan’s eyes and had the sudden urge to flee. He looked so powerful, so strong, a part of her begged her to run. But another part, the sexual vixen just waking inside her, welcomed his challenge. She’d brought this handsome warrior to his knees, and now she wanted him to do the same.
Keegan pushed himself up, the muscles in his arms and shoulders rippling under the strain. She watched them flex, wondering what it’d be like to feel that power over her…inside her. She tried not to tremble when he rose on his knees, reaching his hand out to stroke her face.
“Did your sisters teach you that?” he asked, his eyebrow arched in question.
Heat crept into her cheeks and down her chest as she shook her head. Keegan moved closer, his growl warning her to explain. “I’ve seen other servants touch each other like that. They always seemed to enjoy it.”
“But your sisters don’t please their servants that way?”
The heat seemed to intensify as he ran his tongue along her collarbone. “No. They believe it’s the man’s job to pleasure the woman.”
His chuckle sent shivers racing across her skin. “Then I’m extremely lucky you don’t share their feelings.”
“I’m nothing like them,” she stated, pulling back from his touch. “If that bothers you…”
He stopped her protest with a light nip to her shoulder. She gasped at the slight hurt, turning to look into his eyes. What she saw there frightened her even more.
“Do you really think I want one of your sisters?” he rasped, his lips pulled into a cruel smile. “After what they did?”
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She looked away, afraid the disgust in his eyes was directed at her. “I’m sorry,” was all she could say.
Keegan sighed, his breath washing over her skin like a warm breeze. “You’ve got nothing to be sorry for. It wasn’t your doing.” He drew her face back to his with a firm finger. “I wasn’t implying that I desired them, or that I blame you for their sins. I’m just curious why you heal their misdoings when they clearly mock your gift?”
“Healing isn’t a choice.” She shook her head. “It’s what I am.”
He smiled, and her heart fluttered. What was it about him that made the world disappear, and had her longing to spend the rest of her life wrapped in his arms? She moaned as he traced his finger along the hollow of her shoulder and up the side of her jaw, tracing her bottom lip.
“You have beautiful lips. So pink and full. I’ve wanted to kiss you since I first saw you.” He leant in, his mouth inches from hers. “I tried to yesterday, but you were unsure. Tell me. Do you still question my desire?”
“No,” she said. “I trust you.”
“Good,” he breathed, brushing his lips across hers. “Because I have no intentions of stopping until my claim is made.”
Mira moaned at his words, the soft sound captured by his mouth as it sealed to hers, his lips slanting over her. She tensed when his tongue traced her lips, wondering what he was doing until she realised he wanted inside. She gasped at the strange notion, and he took charge, plunging his tongue inside her mouth, daring her to deny him.
But how could she?
He tasted like rain on a hot summer’s night, and she dipped her tongue into his mouth when he retreated. He seemed to enjoy her enthusiasm and pulled her close, pressing his body against hers. His cock hardened again, digging into the soft flesh of her hip.
Keegan pulled back, running his fingers along her skin as he stared into her eyes. He studied her as if he needed to commit every inch of her face to memory. She eased forward, wanting to taste his mouth again.
He smiled as her lips touched his, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She tangled hers around his, loving the growl that rumbled through his chest. He was warning her he was in control. She’d had her time, now she would submit to him.
Mira relaxed against him, showing him she had every intention of following his lead. He smiled as he pulled back, nodding towards the bed. “Lie back,” he rasped, pushing on her shoulders. “I want a chance to look at you.”
She moved with him until her back pressed into the mattress and her head was nestled on the pillow. She didn’t remember when he’d taken her shift off, but she was sure he’d already had plenty of time to look at her.
She felt exposed as he swept his gaze down her body, pausing at her breasts and groin. No one had ever wanted to look at her before, and the heat in his eyes made her heart race.
“You’re so beautiful, Mira. I can’t get enough of you.” She jumped as he trailed his fingers down her body, grazing her skin. He frowned. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head, breathing out a hushed no as he stopped at the tip of her mound. “Nobody’s ever touched me before…except you.”
His lips curled up and his eyes sparkled. “That’s just the way I like it. You’re mine, sweetness. I thought I told you that before.” He moved his finger lower, easing it through the slick folds of her slit. “My hands are the only ones that will ever touch you.” He accentuated the point by swirling his finger around her clit. “My lips the only ones to ever taste you.” He dipped down and swiped his tongue through her juices, making a cry of pleasure burst from her lips. “And here.” He pushed his finger inside her, rubbing the walls of her sex. “My cock will be the only one to ever fill you.”
She nodded in agreement, moaning again when he licked more juice from between her lips. His tongue was warm and soft, applying just enough pressure to make her pulse throb. She’d never felt such a sensual caress, and knew if he kept it up, she’d come.
“Please. By the Gods.”
“Do you like that?” he mused, probing her channel as he swirled the juice around her nub. “Do you want me to keep tasting you?”
“Yes. Hells, yes.”
“Then of course,” he breathed. “But first…”
He moved up her body and she unclenched her eyes long enough to see him hovering over her, his lips once again brushing hers. She didn’t wait for him to kiss her, but arched up, grabbing the back of his neck as she pulled him to her, plunging her tongue into his open mouth. He took her attack, deepening the kiss when she began to pull away. She gasped when he finally released her, watching as he moved down her body.
“Such pretty breasts,” he hummed, suckling one nipple into his mouth. She pressed against him, whimpering when he reached up and plucked the other between his fingers.
“Keegan. Please. I’m so close.”
He looked up at her, his mouth still sealed around her breast. His cocky smile had more juice spilling along her thighs and she knew if he didn’t stop, she’d come without him.
“Don’t worry, sweetness. I won’t let you go over without me. I just want to taste all of you.”
She groaned and pushed her head into the pillow, clenching her fingers around his shoulders. He didn’t seem to notice her nails biting into his skin as the pressure in her groin increased until she was certain she’d die. “Please. I need you. I can’t…”
Her plea hissed out with the rest of her breath when Keegan released her nipple and dove between her legs, lapping up the juice glistening along her sex. It was like nothing she’d felt before. Even the orgasm he’d given her earlier seemed to pale in comparison to the fire welling up inside her. It felt like a bubble growing in her stomach, stretching outwards, waiting for one final moment before bursting into a thousand pieces.
“Easy. Just feel what I can do for you, sweetness. Don’t try to force it. I won’t leave you. Just let yourself come.”
Mira wanted to scream she had no choice but to let it take her, but there wasn’t enough air left in her lungs to make a sound. She was perched on the edge of a chasm, with no way down but to jump.
“Yes!” The single word was torn from her chest as Keegan suckled her clit into his mouth at the same time he pushed two broad fingers inside her. The double stimulation overwhelmed her and she shattered, sending spirals of fire cascading through her body, igniting nerves she never knew existed. Her hushed scream filled her head, but nothing mattered except the feeling of Keegan’s fingers buried within her. He was rubbing a small patch of skin, and the pressure was driving her release even higher.
“You’re so pretty when you come. I can’t wait to be above you when you do it again.”
Mira forced her eyes open, her breath still panting in her chest. He was braced on one elbow, his body surrounding hers. She didn’t know when she’d wrapped her legs around his back, but she felt his skin brush against hers as she arched into him, needing him to fill the emptiness raging inside her.
“Keegan.”
Keegan smiled at his name, inching his fingers deeper. Then he felt it—a thin membrane of skin covering her channel. Something welled inside his chest but he pushed it away. There’d be time to analyse his feelings later. Right now, he needed to know if she was ready. After all they’d shared, he couldn’t bear the thought of hurting her. Mira whispered his name and pressed up, pushing him deeper. He clenched his teeth as the membrane stretched, thinning beneath his touch.
“Easy, Mira. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I’m ready. Now. Please.”
Keegan growled, but removed his fingers, placing the head of his shaft at her entrance. Her juices dripped down over him, covering his cock. He clenched his teeth, pushing the first inch inside her. Hells, she was tight. Her breath hissed across his shoulder and he forced himself to stop, grunting at the tight clasp of her channel.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked, trying not to think about how strongly she held him inside her.
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pped at his shoulder, tearing another growl from his chest. “Fuck me.”
Her words echoed in his head and he couldn’t stop his body from reacting. He thrust his hips forward, pushing through the shield until his cock brushed the entrance to her womb. Pleasure unlike any he’d felt surged through him, blinding him with flashes of harsh light. Mira cried out beneath him, but it wasn’t in pain. Even through the red haze covering his senses he could tell she’d felt the same rush. He paused, waiting just long enough to feel her bite him again before pulling back and filling her again.
“Mine, Mira. Mine!” He stopped as his bollocks pressed against her skin, savouring the vice like grip before slowly retreating, feeling the walls of her channel shudder in his wake. “No other shall feel your sheath surround him. No other shall hear your cries of release.” He plunged back in, hissing out his breath as her tissues parted to accept him, welcome him. “Mine!”
Mira whimpered her agreement, her soft words mixing with pants and thrusts. He was moving steadily now, an easy rhythm he knew would only make the hunger worse. But he couldn’t force his body to go faster, wanting to savour each pull of skin, every whisper of her breath across his shoulder. After a while she began moving with him, meeting his thrusts, angling her hips to take him deeper. Her sheath pulsed, and knew the end was near.
“So deep. By the Gods!” cried Mira.
Her nails dug into his skin as her voice keened into a wail. Her channel clenched around him, milking his release from deep within his body. He lowered his head and pounded into her, knowing he should go gently, but unable to stop. She met every thrust, beating at his arms as she screamed his name. Keegan closed his eyes, plunging home one last time before his cock exploded, showering her with his seed until it seeped out between their bodies. He held himself still, unable to move through the rush of pleasure coursing through his body. Somewhere in the distance his world shifted into place and he knew his life would never be the same.
