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“That’s part of it,” he admitted. “You don’t understand—Krynn’s a Sin Eater—he feels the pain of others he’s close to, so right now he’s probably feeling your Thirst. He’s also very close to the end of his Needing cycle—those two together are a lethal combination!”
I shook my head.
“I still don’t understand.”
“It’s going to make him too willing—even eager to give you everything he has,” Sel explained. “The pain your fangs cause and the Thirst you feel will make him want you even more—he’ll need to submit to you. He won’t tell you to stop, no matter how close to death you bring him.”
“I don’t want to hurt him!” I exclaimed, but my throat was like a desert. “God, Sel—I don’t want to hurt either one of you!”
“I know you don’t, but you have to—you need to drink,” he told me. “Come take my vein, Princess. I don’t have the Needing and I’m not a Sin Eater—I’ll be able to tell you if you take too much of my blood.”
“I don’t want to take any at all!” I protested, but I realized that was no longer strictly true. I could see a vein in Seldarin’s thick neck as well—it seemed to stand out to me, pulsing and throbbing with his life’s essence…calling to me…begging me to sink my fangs in deep…
No!
I turned my head, deliberately not looking at his throat anymore. But that left me staring at his cock, which was standing at attention. My eyes went wide as I studied it. It was so big! Seriously, like nothing I’d ever seen outside of the porn I’d caught my ex watching on several occasions. It put me in mind of the spicy romances I liked to read, where the author always described the hero’s equipment as being “as long as her forearm.”
Well, Sel wasn’t quite that big but he was close. And he was thick too—I’m talking a regular beer can. I had never seen such length and girth combined before—it was fascinating and a little scary. The head looked unusual too—it came to a kind of soft point rather than being a rounded cap.
“Holy crap!” I muttered under my breath, staring at it. “Are all Fae hung like horses?”
“That’s the Orc part of me, Princess,” Sel answered my question, though it had been mostly rhetorical. “It’s why I’m so big—though Dark Fae aren’t usually small,” he added dryly.
“But…how in the world do you use it?” I demanded. I wanted to reach out and touch the huge cock, but I drew my hand back at the last minute. It seemed wrong to take advantage while Sel was strapped helpless to the Quenching chair.
“You can touch me if you want.” His deep voice was hoarse and when I looked up to see his expression, I saw that his bronze eyes were half-lidded with desire. “I don’t mind, Princess,” he growled softly. “The lust you feel is part of your Thirst—I’m here to satisfy both. Take what you want from me.”
Forgetting that anyone else was in the room—(and in fact, they seemed to be staying out of sight)—I did as he said. Reaching out, I tried and failed to circle the thick cock with the fingers of one hand. Since I couldn’t manage, I used both hands instead, rubbing up and down the steel-hard shaft which was hot and velvety soft at the same time.
“Gods, Princess!” Sel groaned, throwing back his head. “Your little hands are so fucking soft!”
I liked touching him, but even more I liked the response I was getting from him. It made me feel powerful to have such a big, strong warrior completely helpless—strapped down just for me. I stroked Sel some more and a pearly drop of liquid beaded at the pointed tip of his cock. Leaning down impulsively, I swirled my tongue around the tip, tasting the salty little drop.
The big Fae groaned again, arching his back as I stroked and sucked him.
“By Lolth! Please, Princess—you’re driving me fucking crazy!”
“Well, maybe I should leave you alone for a minute then,” I said, giving him a teasing smile.
“No—don’t do that!” Seldarin growled. “You need to drink from me—you need to quench your Thirst.”
I saw that he was worried I might go bite Krynn first. But when I looked over at him, it seemed the lighter Fae had almost fallen into a kind of trance. His green eyes had a drugged look and he was still eagerly erect for me.
“Krynn?” I asked. “Are you all right?”
“Mistress!” he breathed. “I mean, my Lady. Please—take me. Use me.”
His words called to me and I could see that his cock was also rock hard and leaking precum. It wasn’t quite as thick as Sel’s, but it might have been a bit longer—which put it in the same size category as far as I was concerned—a category I was mentally calling, “way too big to fit.”
“You want me to use you?” I asked, taking a step closer to where he was strapped down. “But how? You and Seldarin are both way too big for me to take. Though I guess I could do this,” I added.
And I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his long shaft. There were ridges up and down its length, I noticed—I wondered how those would feel inside—if I could ever fit him in me, which I doubted. Still, it was hot to touch him this way—to give him pleasure the way he and Sel had given me pleasure earlier.
Krynn moaned and bucked his hips, fucking eagerly into my hand. At the same time, he turned his head and bared his neck for me again.
“Take me!” he breathed again. “Please—I’ll give you anything you want—everything I have!”
Despite my desperate thirst and growing sexual need, I knew that I couldn’t do as he asked. Seldarin was right—Krynn was in the grip of something bigger than he was—some compulsion that wouldn’t let him go. Maybe it was the “Needing” that Sel had spoken of. Though I still didn’t fully understand what it was, I knew that if he couldn’t warn me when to stop, it would be dangerous to drink from him. Still, the vein in his neck looked so enticing…
