Ruby let out a squeak. Slate’s hand was splayed over her torso, so huge she couldn’t help remembering when she was sprawled over the ward stone. His hand had wrapped around her middle with such little effort. He could move her however he wanted, and she would be powerless to stop it.
It should have been horrifying. But the fear was getting smaller every time she spoke to him. Even lying helpless under his massive hand, the most she could muster was a cold tingle at the back of her neck. And it faded quickly as the hand trailed up to cup her breast once more.
He was watching her with that same intensity as always, but now there was a layer of curiosity under it.
He’s deciding what to do with me, Ruby thought. It was enough to make her poor clit stiffen once more, her hole throbbing around nothing.
Slate said, his voice low and silky, “I want your mouth.”
Ruby’s jaw ached at the thought of fitting around his bulge, which was hardening again under his loincloth.
“I can’t fit…” she trailed off, embarrassed.
“I know,” he consoled her. “You do not need to put it inside. You can use your lips. Your tongue. You can still suck.”
He unknotted his loincloth. Shadows wisped around his groin before dissipating into the warm air.
Ruby sat up and stared. He had been naked in the clearing, but she had been so nervous she didn’t get to appreciate it. Thenhe had been kneeling, and she was too busy thrashing on his tongue to pay much attention.
He was magnificent. Pale and strange, to be sure, but magnificent. His alabaster skin made her want to run her tongue over it. She wanted to wrap her hands around his curling horns. To have that swishing tail curl around her leg and squeeze.
And his cock…
Ruby’s mouth watered. She shuffled forward until she was sitting in front of it, her mouth inches away.
It was as intimidatingly large as she remembered. There was a rosy flush to the tip, which was new. Or maybe she’d been so busy staring at his knot in excited horror that she hadn’t noticed it last time.
“My tongue is only human-sized,” she said apologetically.
Slate laughed. It sounded like river stones dragging over boulders. “I would expect nothing more.”
“I’m just telling you,” she said. “So you don’t expect… I mean to say, I’m…”
Slate touched her chin. The touch was so soft Ruby’s words died in her throat.
“I am fully aware you are human,” he told her, sounding amused rather than annoyed as she feared. “You don’t need to warn me. Now, begin.”
Ruby let out an involuntary laugh. She gripped the base of his cock experimentally, just above the knot. Her fingers didn’t even fit around it. Never mind the knot resting below her grip.
She gave it an experimental stroke. It kicked in her hand, and she gaped as pearly liquid beaded at the tip.
“Mortal,” Slate said. “I asked for your mouth.”
“Right,” she said hurriedly. After a moment of panic that reminded her of the second before she started a spell she had never tried before, she pressed her open mouth against his cockhead.
It was… shockingly soft. Like velvet. It was also very cool, which she doubted was normal. There was a faint taste of salt, and when she moved her lips toward the center, the taste got stronger.
She licked hesitantly at the slit. Salt burst over her tongue, and she muffled a moan as a second bead of pearly liquid fed right into her mouth.
She suckled again. Another burst of salt. Her mouth pooled with saliva as she sucked harder, massaging the massive length with her hands.
Slate grunted. He sounded shocked, and Ruby hoped it wasn’t because she was bad at this.
She pulled back, considering. Then she stretched her mouth as wide as she could and tried to fit it around the head.
Nowhere close. But Slate’s hips hitched, and even though it did nothing but force her off, Ruby was pleased to see a chink in his self-control. The most she had seen him lose it was when he was gripping her knees and moaning as she fucked his tongue inside her.
She paused, remembering the blissful vibrations his moans had created against her. Then she attached her lips to his cockhead and let out a cautious moan.