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It is the most erotic thing I have ever seen.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Take me for yourself.”
She moans, pressing her slick folds against my shin as she rides me, her movements becoming frantic. I lift my leg, just a little, adding to the pressure, and her gasps become more excited, more aroused. I whisper to her how beautiful she is, how powerful, how gloriously sexy, as all the while, she rides my leg and takes what she needs, her eyes tightly closed. Her beautiful breasts bounce as she moves, and I hunger to touch them, to tease the tips like she did. I want to give her pleasure. I want it to be my mouth she rides, and not my leg, and I tell her all these things. My words just fan the flame inside her, and when she tenses, it is my words that push her over the edge. She makes a strangled little sound in her throat, her body clenching, and I feel a wet rush on my skin from where she presses her cunt against me.
“Beautiful,” I murmur. “My beautiful Kim.”
She collapses against my leg, resting her cheek against my knee as she sucks in deep breaths of air. “Was…was that weird?” she whispers after a long moment.
“Not at all. It was perfect.”
Kim looks up at me, and her mouth twitches with a hint of amusement. Her cheeks are pink with embarrassment, but I like her smile. “You’re still covered in soap.”
“You’re still covered in come,” I point out.
She glances down at her bare skin, where my spend is smeared on her—and on my legs. “So I am.” She looks up at me. “Should we shower for real?”
“Can I wash you?”
She hesitates and then nods. “I think I would like that. Not sexual—”
“Just to wash,” I promise, even though my cock is half-hard all over again. “I just want to take care of you.”
It is the right thing to say. She gives me a shy nod and gets to her feet. I stand, and she pulls the cuffs off of me with a touch, tossing them to the floor nearby. “Thank you for being so understanding and patient, Nassakth.”
“You are my mate,” I say simply. “Your pleasure is mine.
She looks up at me and shakes her head. “How are you so understanding?”
“Because I know the place you are coming from,” I remind her, and gently caress her cheek. “I, too, have been a slave. And today, you were very brave. You took your pleasure even though you were anxious. Today it was my leg, but perhaps next week, it will be my mouth. Perhaps in a month, it will be my cock. I am content to wait for such things.” And I lean in and kiss her soft, sweet mouth. “Because you are worth it.”
Kim leans in to my kiss, and when I pull away, there is no fear, no tension, just a little sigh. “What if it takes forever? What if I never get used to it again?”
“Then I will learn to love stun-cuffs,” I tell her solemnly, and I am rewarded with a giggle.
She pats my chest, still soapy, though the suds are drying in my fur. “I don’t like that I had to use them on you. I know it was a lot to ask, given that we were both slaves once.”
“But I did not mind, because it was you that asked,” I remind her. “And perhaps we will move away from them in time, but I enjoyed myself with you. Let us not worry too much. I would tell you if it made me unhappy. Slapjack, remember?”
“Slapjack,” she agrees, “Do you want to play a round after this?”
“I want to get this soap out of my mane before I become hopelessly snarled and my tail looks like an unkempt mop. Then, perhaps, we will slap at each other.”
“Such a diva,” she says, but her tone is teasing and she rolls her eyes as she turns on the water.
I like Kim in all ways, but sometimes I like teasing Kim the best, when she is sassy and fearless like she is now.
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NASSAKTH
I wash my mate carefully, keeping my touches as innocent and brief as I can. Kim is soft and drowsy after her release, and I love that all the tension has eased from her face. She lets me guide her out of the shower and I rub her down with a fluffy towel, then help her into one of my tunics for her to sleep in.
“Slapjack?” she asks with a yawn.
“Not tonight,” I tell her. “You are tired. You should rest. Go to bed early, and we will practice again in the morning.” When her eyes widen, I clarify, “Practice your sword work.”
“Right.” She bites her lip and then stands on her tiptoes and pulls me down for a quick kiss. “I liked all the practice we did today.”
