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As soon as the door was closed behind them, Mananan lifted her up, pressing her against it, and kissed her. Ella wrapped her legs around him, her hands burrowing under his robe so she could feel his hot skin against her.
Mananan pulled the tie from her robe and tossed it. Ella groaned as he carried her towards the massive bed, kissing her neck and chest all the way before he sat down, holding her in his lap. Ella slid her fingers down the scars and tattoos of his chest before opening his robe and stroking his dick.
“Tell me what you want? I’m not super experienced, but I am good at following instructions,” she said, kissing the groove of his collarbone.
“Fuck, Ella. That’s a dangerous thing to say,” Mananan replied, lifting her face so he could kiss her. “Would you go on your knees for me?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
Mananan leaned down and licked her lips. “Then do it.”
Ella slid off his lap and dropped down between his legs. Her robe was gone, lost somewhere in the bedroom, so he could see all of her. His eyes darkened as he watched her every movement.
Ella wanted to make him feel as he did her. She kissed the tip of his dick, and Mananan’s hands tightened on his knees. It was all the encouragement she needed to open her mouth wider and take him further. He was big, but she was determined, and she wrapped a hand around him to make up for what she couldn’t reach with her mouth.
Mananan’s hand moved through her hair. “Fuck, baby, just like that.”
Ella hummed at the praise, sending vibrations through his dick and making him sigh with pleasure.
“You know the rule. Tap my leg twice if it’s too much,” he said, his grip on her hair tightening. Ella nodded as best as she could, and he began to gently thrust into her mouth. She was so turned on seeing him enjoying her that her pussy was aching. She slipped her hand between her thighs and started to rub her clit in small circles.
“That’s it, Ella. Touch yourself the way you like. Let me see you come with my cock down your throat,” Mananan groaned. Ella’s orgasm was getting closer. Tears were dripping down her cheeks, but she didn’t tap out, didn’t want him to stop. She pressed two fingers inside of herself, needing to be filled.
“Fucking dripping for me, aren’t you?” he growled, and Ella cried out as she came in full body shakes. “Gods, Ella, you’re killing me. Can I come on you, baby?”
Ella nodded, and he thrust another two times before he pulled himself free and covered her tits and chest in hot come. Her lips were swollen, and her jaw was aching, but it was worth it to see the absolute worshipful expression on Mananan’s face.
He lifted her to her feet to stand before him. He ran his fingers over the come on her, his eyes glazed over with absolute possession. Ella trembled as he reached her pussy and put his come slicked fingers inside of her. Ella placed her hands on his shoulders, her knees going weak.
“I’m going to make sure you’re nice and ready for me, baby,” he said, bringing her closer to kiss slowly, his tongue thrusting into her mouth at the same time his fingers slipped inside her pussy.
Ella was panting, and she couldn’t stop. He was robbing her of breath with each slow thrust, opening her body up. He added a third finger, and the tightness made her gasp before she melted around him.
Mananan pulled her back onto him, slowly moving back against the pillows so she was straddling him as she still rode his fingers.
“The first time is going to be at your pace, baby. You have all the power here, you understand?” he asked, nipping her lips.
Ella nodded, unable to form words. He was already hard again, and she wondered about fae stamina. Mananan was unlike anyone, and she wanted more. He slipped his fingers free from her body and reached into the bedside table for a bottle of oil.
“Prepared?” Ella asked, with a teasing smile.
“Hopeful. This is made in Faerie, and it has some healing properties. You’re so small, Ella. I don’t ever want to hurt you,” Mananan replied. She leaned down and kissed him hard and desperate. He was always so fucking considerate of her. She didn’t know how to handle it.
“Pour it into my hand so I can put it on you,” she said, and he did. It was a pale yellow and smelled faintly of flowers she didn’t recognize. She stroked him, smoothing the oil over his dick and making him groan.
“It’s going to be hard for me not to take over if you keep doing that,” he said. He capped the oil and put it back on the table.
Ella’s mouth went dry as he reached back and gripped the wooden bars of the headboard.
“Go as slow as you need to. I want it to be good for you,” Mananan said, and she stroked him harder. She knew it; this fucking fae was going to ruin her.
Ella rested a hand on his chest to keep herself steady and pressed the tip of his dick against her pussy. She bit her lip, willing her body not to freak out on her. He wasn’t going to force her to go faster than she needed, and that made her love him even more.
Ella sank down on him, Mananan watching her with a molten expression. His biceps flexed with effort to keep holding on to the headboard. For the first time, Ella felt sexy and empowered. She wanted to ruin him the way he’d done to her. She gripped his chest hard, her nails scoring his skin, and took him all the way inside her.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Ella,” Mananan said, his voice breaking.
Ella blushed at the compliment, and it gave her the confidence to start moving against him. He filled and stretched her, but it felt so damn good. She rolled her hips over and over, getting used to the sensation of him sliding in and out of her.
