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“Is that right?” Dra’vik rumbled. “Well, that could get fucking interesting, but I’m sure it’s not what you had in mind when you signed on for this mission, so I’ll be careful.”
He managed to detach the golden modesty shield and gave it to Iyanna to hold. She clutched it tightly in one hand, waiting to see what he would do.
She had expected him to suck his fingers and then plunge them into her pussy at once—in fact, she was tensed for that very thing to happen. Instead, she was surprised when the plush leather seat they were sharing began to recline.
“Oh, what—what are you doing?” she whispered.
“Just getting us into a more comfortable position, little girl,” Dra’vik murmured. “Try to relax against me and open up.”
He reclined the seat about halfway, so that both their legs were propped up and Iyanna found that she had much more room to spread her thighs. At the same time, her upper body was pillowed against his hard, masculine form. She noticed again how warm and smooth his chest was and how good he smelled.
Then Dra’vik sucked two long fingers into his mouth and reached between her legs again.
“Please be careful,” Iyanna couldn’t help whispering. “I’m so damn sensitive!”
“I know how pleasure poisoning works—I know you can barely stand to be touched at first,” Dra’vik rumbled. “Just going to rub the outside of your pussy to start with—all right?”
“All…all right,” Iyanna whispered.
“Easy now, little girl,” he murmured and then his slick fingers were rubbing her outer pussy lips, caressing her delicately and spreading soothing coolness wherever he touched her.
Iyanna couldn’t help the little moan of relief that broke from her lips. The pleasure poisoning had gotten much, much worse in the time since she’d been sitting between the big Drake’s legs and it felt wonderful to get some surcease from it.
“Better?” Dra’vik murmured in her ear.
“Yes, it is,” Iyanna whispered. She bit her lip. “I mean, at least on the outside…”
“Don’t worry, little girl—I’m going to heal the inside of your pussy too,” he growled softly. “Are you ready to let me spread your soft lips and touch you there?”
“I think so,” Iyanna told him. “I mean, if you’re very, very careful. I’m really sensitive inside.”
“I know you are,” Dra’vik murmured. “Remember, I’ll never hurt you.”
He sucked his fingers again, getting them thoroughly wet, and then reached between her legs once more. Gently but firmly, he spread her outer lips and slid his first two digits into her hot, aching, slippery depths.
This time Iyanna nearly screamed with the sensation of his long fingers sliding over her inner folds. The feeling was so intense she almost couldn’t bear it. Thankfully, the big Drake had gotten his fingers quite wet and he was able to spread the soothing coolness all over her inner pussy while she bit her lip against the sounds that tried to come from her throat.
“Hey, little girl, you all right?” he murmured in her ear.
“I…I think so,” Iyanna panted. Some of the pleasure/pain had faded, but she was still sensitive. And the big Drake was still touching her as he talked, circling her aching clit with one gentle fingertip, making her want to moan and buck her hips, though she knew she shouldn’t do either of those things.
“Feeling any better?” he inquired softly.
“Some,” Iyanna admitted. “But…but it still hurts inside.”
“Mmm, are you asking me to put my fingers deep in that soft little cunt of yours and fingerfuck you, just like in your dream last night?” he growled in her ear.
“I…I never said that,” Iyanna protested under her breath.
“Yeah, but that’s what it amounts to, doesn’t it?” Dra’vik murmured. “You spreading your hot little pussy and letting me slide my fingers deep inside you while you try not to cry and moan and attract attention?”
Iyanna bit her lip. God, she was hot—to be honest, she kind of liked the fear of getting caught doing naughty things in public. It was yet another fantasy Ian had refused to indulge with her—he wouldn’t even kiss in public because he hated public displays of affection. And when she tried to kiss him or do anything else, he’d accused her of being an exhibitionist.
Well, maybe she was an exhibitionist, Iyanna thought. Because the idea of getting off in a shuttle full of strangers was really turning her on. But she told herself sternly that she just needed to be still and let Dra’vik finish healing her. After all, that was all he was doing…wasn’t he?
If that’s true then why does he keep stroking around and around your clit? whispered a little voice in her head. Almost as though he wants to make you come?
She tried to hush that little voice but it was hard to ignore.
“Just…just heal me,” she heard herself saying. “Just do…do whatever it takes to make the pleasure poisoning better—okay?”
