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I bit my lip.
“Yes, I remember. But…you want to taste me? Here?”
“You can’t be surprised—you came prepared didn’t you?” His eyes traveled over the thin white silk panel at the center of my dress. “You’re not wearing any panties under that, are you?”
He was right—I had come prepared to raise power by sexual means—though I hadn’t known how far we would have to go. Still, I was more than willing—if still just a little shy when it came to this act.
“Don’t be shy, little bird,” Liath rumbled. “You know you have the most delicious pussy in the entire Fae Realm, don’t you?”
I was glad that he could apparently read my thoughts again—he really must be regaining his strength.
“Yes, I am,” he said, answering my thought. “Your nectar healed me, little bird. But now I need your honey. Can you give it to me?”
Feeling my heart pound, I nodded.
“How…how do you want to do it?”
Liath’s bronze eyes went half-lidded.
“Want you to ride my face,” he growled hoarsely. “Ride me and suck me at the same time—that way we can both raise power for your magic.”
As he spoke, he slid down to lay full-length on the floor. Then he beckoned to me.
“Come here and feed me that sweet, wet pussy,” he growled.
His hot words and the look of pure lust on his face made me feel positively molten from the waist down. By the Shining Throne, how I wanted him! My breasts were still out and now I moved the silk panel of my dress aside as I went to straddle him.
I was a little uncertain as to my position, but Liath reached up and guided and supported me with his big hands. It was clear that the nectar I had fed him had helped him regain his strength, for he held my weight easily and lowered me down so that my pussy was right over his mouth.
“Gods, little bird—love to lick your sweet little cunt,” I heard him growl. And then his hot, wet tongue was invading me—sweeping up and down my slit with ever-deepening strokes as he lapped me for my honey.
I moaned and reached forward to steady myself on his rock-hard abdomen. I was straddling his head and facing his feet so it was impossible to miss the thick bulge rising in his trousers.
Remembering what he had suggested, I bent down and unfastened his fly. His thick shaft with its mushroom shaped head came out at once and I grasped it in one hand and bent to give the broad crown a soft, open-mouthed kiss. There was a bead of precum on it already, which I licked up eagerly.
I both heard and felt Liath groan as I began exploring him with my tongue. His own tongue was buried deep in my pussy, eagerly lapping my honey. The vibrations of his groan seemed to tickle my clit and made me gasp and buck my hips.
“Easy now, little bird.” Liath tightened his hold on me, his big hands keeping me in place. “Don’t go all over the fucking place—stay where I can get to you,” I heard him growl. “Can’t lick your pussy unless you’re a good girl and hold still.”
“I…I’ll try,” I whispered breathlessly. “You know I always want to be your good girl, Liath.”
“You’ll be my very good girl if you lower your pussy down further,” he instructed. “Don’t be afraid, little bird—press that hot little cunt to my mouth—let me really fucking taste you.”
He was right that I had been holding back a bit—I was afraid I might crush him. But feeling his big, warm hands on my hips and ass and the heat of his breath against my wet, open pussy decided me. With a moan, I lowered myself completely, pressing my wet slit to his lips and letting him have complete access to my pussy.
“Gods, little bird—yes,” Liath growled and began lapping me hungrily again.
I moaned and went back to licking and sucking his thick cock. We were making progress—the pleasure sparks rising from both of us were filling the air. I only hoped that the guard didn’t choose this moment to come back or he would see something even more graphic than the scene in the Throne Room.
But I couldn’t think of him for long. I could feel myself reaching the peak and knew I would be coming soon—only I didn’t want to come this way. I needed something deeper—something more to build my power to the absolute maximum.
So after a moment, I stopped licking Liath’s shaft and wiggled my hips.
My answer was a muffled groan and then I heard him rumble,
“What’s wrong, little bird? Doesn’t it feel good?”
“It feels wonderful.” As I spoke, I lifted myself and turned to face him. “But it’s not what I need.”
Liath frowned.
“And what do you need, sweetheart?”
I took a deep breath.
