Page 62 of Faeling
This was how it should’ve been.
Touching for the sake of it. To learn every texture and contour.
Her nails dug into his scalp when his searching fingers found her weeping cunt. He rumbled against her lips to find her already anticipating him, and he took his time running hisfingertips through her slick in light, teasing touches. By the time he finally reached her clitoris, Ravenna shook with need.
“So warm and wet for me,” he purred.
Pressure gathered between her thighs, and when he moved to part her legs, she followed him willingly, desperately.
She gasped to feel the burning heat of his cock slide along her cunt.
“Vallek—” she choked.
“I know,skala. Soon. With practice.”
His hips began to rock gently, shuttling his cock in a maddening rhythm between her legs. On every thrust, his cockhead teased the underside of her clitoris, a spark of pleasure so sharp, she bit her lip to the point of pain.
Even with his cock moving against her, his fingers found the entrance of her cunt. He teased her there, circling, circling before finally pushing inside. A mewling sound escaped her throat at his invasion, her cunt clasping his finger in a greedy hold.
“That’s it, sprite. Take what you need.”
Slowly but steadily he pushed inside to the last knuckle. Ravenna lashed her hips against his, needing more friction, more everything—if only to alleviate the pressure building inside. There was little to do but hold onto his mane in this position, but she was desperate to render him as needy as her.
Her magic pooled at his hipbone before sliding down between their bodies. Its ephemeral warmth gathered along the underside of his cock and whispered against his heavy bollocks, a kiss of phantom touch and pressure.
Vallek grunted, hips surging forward. “Fuck,” he cursed, “you’re a menace.”
Ravenna smiled in vicious delight, baring her fangs at the far side of the room.
He dropped his head to claim that smile, and she met his greedy mouth with her own. She couldn’t help moaning into his as he began to work a second finger inside her.
“Relax for me. Let me make it good.”
A pinch before a fullness so wide, she could hardly comprehend. Then he spread the two fingers apart inside her and Ravenna was lost.
Body gone rigid, she came and came, throbbing around his fingers. His cock made sloppy sounds as it slid against her, every bump against her clitoris sending a fresh shock of pleasure through her overwrought body.
It was too much. It wasn’t enough. It was everything.
Frantically, Ravenna reached down between her legs, feeling how hot and slick he’d made her. Her fingers caught his cockhead on the next stroke, and her small touch was enough. Spurts of pearlescent spend burst on her fingers, and Vallek crushed her to him as his hips battered against her.
She didn’t know how long it lasted, only that she never wanted it to end.
Even with his hand between her legs and his spend on her hand, she didn’t feel exposed like she had before. Not with how he surrounded her, sharing her breath. When he sought another kiss, she eagerly gave it, nipping his lower lip with her fangs.
She was rewarded with another small spurt into her hand.
“I’m amending the deal again,” he panted. “Thisis how I wish to start every day.”
Normally, Vallek would relish a meeting such as this. Rather than his Balmirran ministers sitting round the small council chamber’s table, today it was Hrothgar and Kennum’s representatives sitting across from each other. A handful of Vallek’s own people, such as Eydis and Ulrich, also sat round, mostly to ensure he had enough bodies to intervene if any fights broke out.
A tense negotiation, bending politics to his will, was its own kind of delicious thrill. He aimed to solve this matter today, or at least find some kind of agreement for the time being.
Really, anything that got him back to his mate, he might just agree to.
He had to put real effort into paying attention to the proceedings, his mind happily running off to think about Ravenna and her luscious little body and the noises she made and the way her claws scraped his head—if given the chance.
Vallek looked up in time to see Eydis widening her eyes at him significantly. Ah, his input was needed.
