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You waiting until the potion floods your entire body?
Her mind sent something i
n answer to his question, a ‘yes’, but probably garbled. She trusted Samuel to understand and since she felt or heard him chuckle, as he continued to suck and to plunge his finger in and out of her, she felt confident he knew exactly what she wanted.
The potion continued its journey. She turned her head to the side, grasping for small puffs of air, and releasing even smaller bits.
She was so close, so close.
Her voice emitted small grunts and she didn’t even care how it sounded. She kept her mind focused on only one thing, the way the potion crept lower, now only an inch away, now less.
The sensation flooded her clitoris all at once and she screamed as she came.
Samuel thrust his fingers harder, which intensified the pulses deep in her body.
Her back arched and the sensation held, throbbing, sending pleasure over and over through her well, into her abdomen, up and up. But when it passed, she was still left with more fire, more need.
Samuel slowed his movements. Then after a few seconds he began again, which caught her by surprise because another orgasm swept through her, the fire all along her torso now spreading up through her shoulders and down her legs.
She wanted to grab him, roll his hips onto her and beg him to take her, but she couldn’t seem to move, just feel the pleasure rolling through her in successive waves.
Finally, she grew very still, almost frozen in place, as though holding onto the sensations that had just rocked through her.
“That was…magnificent. ” She couldn’t believe she’d even gotten the words out of her mouth.
He removed his fingers then rose up to fold away his kilt and battle sandals. “I loved feeling all that happen to you, the way your body moved as I sucked your breast. ” She nodded and when she realized he’d lost his clothes, she sat up on the edge of the bed and placed her hands on his thick, heavy pecs. She started to play with him then had a new idea: again, turnabout’s fair play.
She met his gaze and saw the soft smile on his lips. “What do you want from me, Vela? Tell me. I’ll do anything you want. ”
“I want you on your back. You game, warrior?” He seemed to lose focus for a moment then took her hand and drew her to her feet. “Let’s get rid of the comforter first. ” She watched him fold the comforter back in thirds then flip it off the end of the bed.
But as he turned and looked at her, he stopped all movement, a beautiful Greek statue in the moonlight.
His gaze drifted slowly down her body then back up. She had intended to order him onto the bed, but the look on his face, of utter reverence, stopped her, at least for the moment. He drew her into his arms. Feeling the length of his body pressed against hers as he kissed her deeply, as he held her in a tight embrace, warmed something deep in her heart, something that had been cold and vacant for a long time.
This was love, being held and savored, cherished.
Her heart expanded, all that warmth flooding her, filling her, easing her.
His hands stroked her wing-locks and she returned the favor. Her fingers grew wet as she went from one to the other, teasing and rubbing until he was firm against her body. She parted her legs so he could slide all that wonderful girth between her thighs.
“So, what did you have in mind?” he asked.
Vela tried to remember, but now he had both hands on her ass and was pushing harder between her legs, arching his hips.
She drifted her hands over his shoulder and down his pecs, then her earlier idea came back to her. “Wait,” she said. “I remember now. ” She stepped away from him, took his hand and led him back to the bed. “In the center, on your back, please. ” He crawled and flopped, grabbing her arm and tugging in such a way that she fell on his chest.
She came up laughing.
If the specter of the breh-hedden rose in her head to worry her, she repressed the thought. Right now, she had only one job, to enjoy her man.
She slid off of him and positioned herself on her knees beside him. “You have the most beautiful body,” she said, letting her hands express all that she felt.
She fondled the hard muscles of his biceps, up to stroke his shoulders, then down to his pecs. She leaned over and swirled her tongue over his nipple, flicking fast. Without giving him warning, she released her fangs, struck, and at the same time, released the potion. His body jerked but she held him down.
He grunted. “Oh, shit, that feels good. ” She sucked him, just as he had sucked her. Using her other hand, she explored his abs, playing with his body, teasing his navel and slowly going south.
But she didn’t have to go far until the crown of his cock was in her hand, his sturdy thickness causing her to throb deep between her legs.
