Page 24 of Offering Herself to Darkness

She’d been so worried about Anna for the past six months, that she’d neglected herself. It reminded her of her roommate in college who had insisted that masturbation was self-care. If that was true, she hadn’t cared for herself in over half a year—no wonder having her new husband make her come so hard had nearly made her faint with pleasure!

Well now it’s my turn to make him come, she thought with anticipation. As scary as his big cock was, she still wanted to get to know it—wanted to see what it felt like in her hands.

She got some of the soap and looked up at him.

“I want to wash you too,” she murmured and reached out to take him in her hand. She soon found, however, that one hand wasn’t enough. She had to use both to span his girth. Slowly, she began sliding her hands up and down his long, thick shaft, enjoying the sensation of the rows of ridges along its length rubbing over her fingers.

Xarex gave a low groan and his big body tensed, but he didn’t tell her to stop.

“Gods, your little hands are so soft!” he rumbled, looking down at her. “I love the feel of you touching me!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Nora said primly. “Tell me about these.” And she stroked up and down one long row of ridges.

“Gods! Those are my pleasure bumps,” he growled. “They’re sensitive to pussy honey—once I feel you rubbing your soft little cunt against my shaft, short pleasure spikes will appear to tease your clit and the pleasure spot inside you.”

“Spikes?” Nora wasn’t sure she liked the sound of that.

“They don’t hurt—they’re more like specialized hairs than anything else,” he explained. “They ‘sting’ you and inject you with pleasure venom which increases your sensitivity and gives you multiple orgasms.”

“Wow!” Nora murmured, impressed. “I’ve never heard of anything like that.”

“It’s from… my W’rx side,” he explained and groaned as she kept stroking him. “That’s also why the head of my shaft is pointed instead of rounded like a human male’s shaft.”

“What does the point do?” Nora slid her hand up his cock and explored the head. She found that the pointed end was somewhat flexible—not hard or sharp at all, as she had feared. It didn’t seem to hurt the big Kindred when she pressed against it either.

“The point slips into the mouth of your womb to fill you with my seed,” he growled. But of course, that can’t happen until my knot is inside you.”

“Your knot? Is this it?” She slid her hands down and began caressing the swelling at the base of his shaft.

“Yes.” Xarex groaned again and shifted his hips, pumping up into her hands. “Gods! That’s from my Beast Kindred heritage,” he explained in a strained voice. “And don’t worry—if I spend enough time between your thighs, tasting you, the compounds in my mouth will help you open for me—even for the knot.”

Nora wasn’t sure if she wanted to put that to the test. But luckily she didn’t have to worry about it just yet. She went back to stroking him with both hands, sliding up and down from the flaring knot to the pointed tip and back again.

But though her new husband gasped her name and pumped into her hands, he still hadn’t come.

Deciding to change things up, Nora reached between his legs and cupped his heavy balls in one hand as she continued to work him with the other.

The change was immediate. He stiffened and reached down to grab her wrist at once.

“Don’t!” His deep voice was hoarse and strained.

Nora stopped touching him at once and pulled her hands away—or tried. He still gripped one wrist firmly. He wasn’t hurting her, but there was no way she could get loose either.

“What—?” she began but he shook his head. His eyes were closed and there was a tense expression on his face, as though he was fighting some internal conflict.

“A moment. Give me some time,” he ground out, his jaw clenched in concentration.

Nora stood there, her heart pounding, wondering if she’d done something wrong. Had she offended him somehow? Or hurt him?

At last, Xarex opened his eyes and she saw that they had changed from silver to hot, molten gold.

“Forgive me,” he said and this time his voice was a low, animalistic growl. “The extra pleasure was too much for my W’rx side. I am fighting to subdue it.”

“Can you let me go?” Nora asked and heard the tremble in her own voice. “You’re scaring me.”

“I’m trying not to…take you…without consent,” he growled. “Just one more moment.”

He closed his eyes again and Nora’s heart was hammering against her ribs. Did he mean he was trying not to rape her? She was suddenly extremely aware of how much bigger and stronger her new husband was than her. He could break her in half with one hand if he wanted to!

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