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I see the same question mirrored in his eyes.
He looks away first, and I pull away from him to slide off his knee. But his grip tightens.
‘We aren’t finished,’ he says softly, as if he’s scared I’m going to bolt. ‘Turn to face me and put your legs on either side of mine.’
Heart beginning to beat faster, I do as he says slowly, noting that Dane is no longer in the room and Kallum is lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
‘I’m going to practice,’ he says quietly, ‘in case they do choose me to do it. All right?’
I give him a look, and his expression turns rueful. ‘I didn’t mean all right. None of this is all right, but you know what I mean. If you’d rather Kallum not watch, then keep quiet.’
I scrunch up my eyes as I feel his cock bounce underneath me.
‘You’re scared of it,’ he says, pulling my core down on where he’s growing so I can feel him there.
I pull away and nod a little hesitantly, but the sensation has my cheeks heating and low muscles contracting.
‘Because you’ve never had one inside you?’ he asks.
I give him another nod. ‘The ones I’ve seen all look so … big. Like they’d split me apart.’
He lets out a small laugh. ‘I haven’t been speaking with you enough, Harbinger. You stroke a male’s ego without even trying.’
He chuckles again at my confused expression and stands up, holding me around the waist as he rises before he turns and deposits me gently on my knees on the chair with my back to him.
‘Put your hands on the table,’ he says, ‘and rise a bit.’
Hands pull my hips upward and then trail down my spine, and my breath catches.
‘Just like that,’ he whispers in my ear. ‘If you need me to stop, tell me, and I will.’
I nod.
‘I’m going to touch you as I watched Reyn demonstrate. That’s the way it will be expected,’ he says. ‘It may feel … impersonal. Try to think of someone watching now even though they’re not. I want you to tell me when you like something and … if you don’t.’
I nod again, visualizing myself in a room bent over a cold table with Kallum, Grey, and Dane close by. I pretend there are some chairs along the edge with vague figures watching, chatting amongst themselves.
I feel Grey’s fingers part me gently, and I shift with a shiver as I realize he’s looking at me there.
A calloused hand glides down my thigh and back up again.
‘Spread your knees.’
I do as I’m told, between my legs feeling oddly empty after what Kallum did last time in a way I don’t really understand.
The pads of two fingers probe the entrance to my channel shallowly, stretching me a little painfully. I must make a noise because he removes them before carefully inserting just one a little more.
I heave a breath as he begins to pump it in and out slowly, not going too deeply.
‘Is that all right?’ he asks, his other hand coming to rest on my hip.
‘Yes,’ I breathe.
His hand moves slowly, snaking around to my front before dipping low to touch my aching bud. I jump and let out a squeal as he rubs it too hard, and he stops immediately, though his other finger continues its slow, pistoning movement into me.
‘What is it?’
‘T-too rough,’ I whimper.
