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Hùisdean kept one hand around Ayda's thigh to keep her on his shoulder and managed to press two fingers into her pussy, curling them with devastating accuracy against her walls. Hùisdean pulled away from her with a gasp.

“Look at me, Ayda,” he demanded. Ayda responded immediately and nearly came from the sight. Hùisdean's face was entirely slick with her arousal, his long hair mussed from all of her pulling. His eyes were blown out, unfocused, and he looked utterly intoxicated.

“Keep your eyes on me; do you understand?” His voice was low and dangerous. Ayda nodded, rocking her hips in time with the thrusting of his fingers. “You're going to come for me. I'm not going to stop. Then you're going to come again.”

Ayda's eyes went wide. She thought her heart might stop. “Hùisdean, I can’t—”

“You can and you will,” Hùisdean added another finger, and Ayda's eyes fluttered at the stretch.

“Nope, keep those eyes open,” Hùisdean demanded. Ayda struggled at the most straightforward commands but obeyed, keeping her gaze on him.

“That's it,” Hùisdean encouraged. “Let it all go. I've got you.”

Ayda was dangerously close to exploding. All the nerves in her body were going to melt. Hùisdean leaned forward and wrapped his lips around her clit, his attention never leaving Ayda. He sucked once hard, and Ayda screamed until her throat gave out. Her entire body locked up and seized while her limbs shook at the strength of her release barreling through her.

“Good fucking girl, Ayda.” Hùisdean grinned, murmuring the words like worship against the soft skin of her mound. “One more.”

“You fucking—” Ayda gasped the words, heaving with aftershocks.

Hùisdean ignored her and put his mouth on her again, picking up the pace of his fingers inside her while devouring her whole. Ayda didn't know if she was technically still coming, but another release slammed into her body.

“Hùisdean!” Ayda's entire body trembled as he coaxed her through the aftershocks, murmuring gentle encouragements against her skin. Ayda slumped against the wall as all her strength left her, her eyes falling shut as she tried to catch her breath. Hùisdean gently maneuvered her to the floor, dropping beside her.

Ayda almost couldn't bear to look at him, but if she could've come again, she would've when she got a glimpse of his face.

Hùisdean was covered in her release, his hair sticking up in a myriad of odd directions, and there was a very telling dark stain on his trousers.

“Did you…” Ayda gasped, her face flushing.

Hùisdean started laughing and sounded incredibly pleased with himself. “Did I come in my pants like a teenager because of how good your pussy tastes? Yes.”

“Oh my god.” Ayda pinched the bridge of her nose.

“What?” Hùisdean chuckled, throwing an arm around her shoulder and pulling Ayda closer to him. “You don't get to come on my tongue and then pretend that you're shy about it.”

Ayda stiffened for a second but then gave into the embrace, momentarily choosing to forget how gross they both were. They sat silently for a few minutes as Hùisdean gently carded his fingers through Ayda's hair.

“Look… What I said earlier…” Ayda struggled to find the right words.

Hùisdean shrugged, looking unbothered. “It's only physical. I get it. We'll have some fun and return to our lives when this is over.”

The awkward silence between them was back. Hùisdean sounded confident, but the words sounded wrong. A sick feeling chased away the afterglow of Ayda's orgasms.

“I mean, if you're okay with that,” she offered up lamely.

Hùisdean gave her a wicked grin. “I think the fact that I came untouched proves that I am more than okay with it.”

Ayda's blush deepened. “Be serious for a moment! You know what I meant.”

“I did.” Hùisdean started to get to his feet and helped Ayda stand. “Besides,” he pressed a kiss to her forehead and trailed his hands up her stomach, stopping short of her breasts, “I haven't even gotten to play with these yet.”

“Fuck me.” Ayda shivered. “I need a minute.” Ayda excused herself and started walking towards the bathroom.

“Take all the time you need,” Hùisdean called out after her, laughing to himself. “There's only one bed in this lodge anyway.”

Chapter Thirteen

Hùisdean's eyes dropped to Ayda's ass as she walked away. He couldn't help it. He was a mortal man, after all. Well, not really. He was one of the few magical creatures with immortality, except for dragons—no one was like a dragon.

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