Page 36 of Gentling the Beast


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“Please,” I whisper.

He doesn’t shake his head,no, doesn’t take my hand off, or step away.

Taking all of this as a cue, I sink to my knees. Grasping his thick grith with two hands, determined, I lean forward until I can take the head and a small amount of the length into my mouth… and suck.

He growls.

“Hummm…” I groan and hollow my cheeks, jaw straining as I try to open and take more.

And then he comes…

“Umnnn!”

My lips pop off. My mouth is full of cum. I swallow instinctively as heavy splats hit my face and chest.

I’m trying to work out what I should do when he roars and slams out of the tiny room.

The door rattles in the jamb. I blink and stare after him, still on my knees, shaking and covered in cum. I glance down at myself. Goodness, I’m smothered. My throat works. The scent of his seed fills my nose, and gods, it tastes so good. I use my finger to wipe it from my chin before stuffing it into my mouth with a groan.

Is it supposed to happen that quickly? No, I do not think it is. Next time, I will try to be better prepared so that I don’t waste so much.

Eyeballing the door, I scoop some more from my chest and lick it from my fingers, wondering if I should go after him… if I should clean up… how long before he will let me do this again.

I am sucking more cum from my fingertips when he returns, pushing the door shut behind him, chest working. His nostrils flare as he takes in what I do.

A blush creeps over my face. “It felt natural to taste it,” I say, defensively.

He grunts, and his cock, which had softened, flexes.

“Oh, can we do it again?”

“Huf!” I am snatched up from my knees and dropped onto my back on the bed.

He wiggles his finger at me.

“Okay… maybe later, then?” I ask hopefully.

His answer is to drag my ass to the edge, spread my thighs, and bury his face between them.

I fist his hair and rock my hips as he eats me out enthusiastically, not even caring that I am sticky with cum.

He liked it. There are no doubts in my mind.

I pleasured him for the first time.

I come within seconds, gasping, gripping his hair, and holding him close to me.

I sense the tide is turning. He let me take him into his mouth. It is the first step of many. I cannot wait to take the next one.

ChapterSeven

Jasmine

The next morning Doug is called away early, tasked with ferrying building supplies to the new extension. This time, sacks of grit must be moved from the courtyard to the building site at the back of the property.

Melody has no portal lessons, but I rise, too, given the child is usually up and about early, and head over to the kitchens to collect her breakfast.

However, all is not well in the kitchen. The normal stoic head cook is in the pantry with two kitchen maids. Pippa is sat upon a low stool, with her hand pressed to her belly, moaning softly, while the other maid holds her hand.

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