‘Yes, my queen.’
She lay on his bed, her legs open.
‘Kiss me,’ she said.
He knelt in front of her once more and kissed the inside of her thighs. She spread her legs wider.
‘Pleasure me, until I tell you to stop,’ she ordered him, and, wordlessly, he bent his head to her, moving his tongue gently in circles around her clit. She caressed his hair, plunged her hands into his thick black waves. Pleasure filled her abdomen immediately; she started to moan, pulling his head to where it needed to go to give her the most pleasure. ‘Harder. Faster,’ she ordered, and he began lapping her with increased pressure. She let out a long, guttural sigh. ‘Damn, that’s good,’ she sighed.
The familiar tightness and the sweet pleasure began to grow, and she began to breathe faster. ‘Don’t stop,’ she ordered, as her pleasure started to peak. She watched him as she started to climax; wanted to see him kneeling between her legs, worshipping her like a queen, this huge bull of a man, completely in service to her. As she thought that: that he was serving her, like a loyal subject, like a knight pleasuring his queen, she started to come. She held on to his head, ramming it into her, smothering him with her wet pussy, as she cried out, again and again. The orgasm continued, and Rav kept licking her as she rode out every peak, again, again, until it was over, and she pushed his head aside.
She reached for him and lay back on the bed, drawing him to her.
‘That was amazing,’ he breathed. She kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. ‘Thank you for letting me pleasure you.’
‘You do it very well,’ she replied. ‘Now, I want you to fuck me.’
He was still rock hard, and she knew that he ached with desire to be inside her. She wanted that desperately, too. She remembered how good he had felt, before, and she wanted that again.
He grinned. ‘As my queen commands,’ he said. He kissed her neck, his hands on her breasts, on her waist and then gripping her bottom.
Slowly, he entered her at just the right angle.
‘More,’ she whispered, her lips full and eyes heavy-lidded with pleasure. He held her, gently but firmly, and drew in and out of her slowly, taking his time, but making sure that he pushed all the way inside her, and then all the way out, repeating the motion until she urged him to go faster.
The sensation of his thickness filling her, stretching her, was almost overpowering. She took in a breath as he pushed inside her, deeply.
She started to moan and writhe as she felt the orgasm coming.
‘I want to hear you. I love hearing you come,’ he said, gazing at her full lips and then kissing them. ‘You’re so beautiful. Like a goddess.’
She didn’t answer, but pressed his head to her breast. She breathed in deeply as she felt the sweetness build inside her, rising up her body, radiating from her core like the sun, like fireworks, a pure force of pleasure.
‘Oh. Oh, Rav, yes, yes, please, yes, yes…’ She buried her face in his neck as she came, long and loud, with nonsense words, a guttural cry as something inside hergushed. She felt a long spurt of wetness escape her. She cried aloud in surprise, and his cries followed hers; Faye felt him tense as his own climax shook him. ‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,’ he exclaimed, as his orgasm grew, as he emptied himself inside her. She felt the heat of his thick cum spurt inside her.
‘Oh my god,’ he muttered, shellshocked. His hair was matted and his eyes were wide. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever had an orgasm like that before. You’re amazing, Faye,’ he breathed.
Gently, he tilted her head up to meet his lips, and kissed her, slowly and passionately.
‘That was…amazing. Wow,’ he breathed, staring at Faye as if she was covered in jewels; as if she really was a queen who had deigned to take her pleasure with him.
‘Yes. That was…pretty great,’ she chuckled, reaching up and tracing the line of his cheek with her fingertip. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever…you know.Let golike that before.’ She peered down at Rav’s bedsheets, which were soaked.
‘Ha. I’m delighted to have made that happen for you, then, my queen.’ He took her hand in his and kissed the tips of her fingers. ‘I hope it’s the first of many times.’
‘Mmm,’ Faye giggled, purring like a cat. ‘Yes please.’ She snuggled into Rav’s chest, and he wrapped his vast arm around her. ‘I’d like that.’
It had felt good to feel so powerful and in control with Rav. And the fact that he had clearly enjoyed it was amazing: he was grounded in his masculinity, enough of a man to enjoy giving pleasure, to enjoy worshipping Faye like a queen, without needing to subdue and subjugate her. She had never experienced sex like that before. It was…remarkable.
Yet, as she lay with him, breathing in the scent of his sweat and revelling in the feel of her head on his strong chest, him gently stroking her hair, Faye felt a chilling energy ripple over them both like a cold breeze. Rav shivered, and drew the covers over them. But Faye knew that the sudden change in atmosphere wasn’t a breeze. She felt Finn’s eyes on her, and knew that he was furious.
You betrayed me, his voice intoned in her mind.
I did no such thing, she thought, in reply.I never agreed to your demands. Leave me alone.
I will never leave you alone, sidhe-leth, he said.Never.
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