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My thighs pressed together. Reyna hadn’t allowed any of her guests to penetrate me. At least not with their cocks. Did that same rule apply to Ladon?
My heart was beating wildly in my chest. I was truly terrified. I’d never slept with anyone. I sure as hell never imagined my first time would be with my nemesis-turned-cordial-roommate while my abductor watched.
What if it hurt? What if I bled? My thoughts were racing, and I almost laughed at how ridiculous it was that I was thinking about losing my virginity when the real panic should’ve been over being assaulted. Maybe it was okay to be frantic about both.
“She looks eager for you. Or maybe nervous? Here. Have some more wine, Emilie.”
Reyna held out her glass, but before the red liquid could reach my lips, a small amount trickled onto my chest. She poured it on me intentionally, and as my mouth fell open in shock, Reyna bent down and licked her way across the swell of my breast.
She looked at me once she’d finished. “Oops. Clumsy me. Ladon…” She made a hooking motion with two fingers and my eyes shot to him. He understood her instructions perfectly, judging by the look on his face.
Absolute horror. And maybe a tinge of disgust? I couldn’t help but wonder if it was directed at me. If he didn’t want to touch me. Did he still consider me to be beneath him, even after the weeks we’d spent together? My shame intensified.
Ladon’s hand slid from the inside of my knee, up my thigh, and came to a stop inches away from my pussy. I was still clenching my thighs together and he couldn’t move his hand any further without prying my legs apart.
He wrapped his other hand around the back of my knee and slowly pulled. My legs turned molten, and he was able to position me any way he wanted. I let out a shaky breath while he bent my knee and pushed it toward the side, splaying me wide. He settled between my legs and I stared at the ceiling, unable to look him in the eyes.
Just the touch of his fingers was enough to set me into a frenzy. So warm on my cold skin and so delicate but strong, too. Feather light touches with a steady hand that had me rolling my hips forward as he inched closer…closer…
Oh gods, I was aroused. And he had to know it, too. From the way I was on full display for him, he had to see the glistening moisture between my legs.
I gasped and almost jumped out of my skin when his finger finally brushed over my clit, dragging down over my folds. My fingers twisted in the soft fabric of the blanket beneath me. I didn’t know if it was worse to tease me first or to just get it over with.
His finger slid up and down my slit with ease, and I wondered what he thought of how wet I was. Was he aroused, too? Or was he judging me for it? The more he teased at my entrance, the harder I found it to breathe.
My mind and body were at odds—half of me wanting to feel him inside me and the other half that couldn’t see past how wrong this was.
I writhed beneath his touch, deciding in that moment to quiet my thoughts and listen to my body. I could regret it all later. Right now, I only wanted him. His fingers inside me. His mouth on my skin.
I was wound so tight; I was on the verge of combusting before he even pushed a finger inside. He was still circling that bundle of nerves and teasing me with my own arousal.
I hadn’t had the courage to look into his eyes, but as he pressed one finger into me, my head jerked up and I found him staring at me with immense fascination. Biting my lip, I let a whimper escape and his upper body tensed.
Slowly, he withdrew his finger and then pressed in again. I watched as he worked my body in ways I’d never experienced. Each stroke had me clenching around his finger, desperate for more.
Ladon pulled his finger out entirely, rubbing my clit again before he inserted a second finger. If it weren’t for the other hand holding my legs wide, I would’ve trapped his hand between my thighs, grinding against those heavenly fingers.
He stroked my inner walls with such precision and expertise. It was like he knew my body, knew every spot that would send me spiraling. He stretched me—filled me—in ways that I had only imagined, pressing against a spot that had me levitating. My legs quivered, and I felt the pressure building. Unbearable need. I moved my hips in time with his hand, meeting him thrust for thrust.
I was so close, so gods damned close.
“That’s enough, I think,” Reyna said. And I had forgotten she was even watching. Ladon glanced at her quickly, and then he was pulling his fingers out. I grasped his wrist. I didn’t think I could stand to lose the feeling of him inside me.
I needed that release. And Reyna knew it. She laughed as Ladon removed his hand from my grip and pulled the rest of the way out.
The emptiness in my core was devastating. Even more so when the lack of stimulation forced me back to reality. Back to this dark room, trapped in a mountain, doing unthinkable things with Ladon. Guilt hit me like a wave.
Ladon wouldn’t look at me, and my eyes welled with tears.
As if Reyna couldn’t get any worse, she spoke to Ladon again. “I wonder…Emilie has tasted you, Ladon. Aren’t you curious how she tastes?”
His lip curled in a snarl before he casually brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them. He took his time licking his fingers clean, and when he finished, he licked his lips too.
“And?” she asked.
“Delicious,” he spat. I knew it was only to enrage Reyna, but I could’ve died from embarrassment. My cheeks had never burned so bright.
Reyna smirked. “Emilie, it’s time to go.”
