Page 52 of By the Horns
She moans, her entire body shuddering. By the five gods, I wish she was naked so I could admire the bounce of her glorious breasts. I bet they jiggle the entire time she’s being fucked. I want to see that so damn badly that my knot aches just thinking about it.
But I want her a little more talkative. I still my thumb. “You didn’t answer me, Gwenna. Is thatbetter?”
“You prick,” she wheezes, squirming against my hand. “Move.”
“What shall I move? My thumb or my finger?”
“YES,” she snarls at me, pressing her nose to my much bigger one.
She’s so needy and charming I can’t stand it. I stroke my middle finger in and out of her a few times, letting it build up, and then I take on a much slower pace, occasionally teasing her clit to feel her jump against my hand. I’m making it impossible for her to climax, and she realizes it, too. “Raptor,” she pants. “I need more.”
“So do I,” I all but purr even as I finger her. “Tell me that you were Sarya and I’ll make you come.”
Her expression changes to one of anger, and she squirms against my hand again. “Fuck you.”
“You want me to stop? Tell me to stop.” I skim my thumb over her clit again, and then drill my finger deeper into the sucking, needy well of her cunt. “Tell me to stop touching you and I will.”
“Make me come.”
“Tell me what I need to hear.”
She growls again, furious. Gwenna lets go of my nose ring and plants her hand over mine, trying to use me to work her cunt, and I grab her wrist, grinning. I love how bossy and demanding she is. She’s not telling me to stop. She’s wanting that orgasm. I can read her like an Old Prellian glyph.
I work her with my finger, adding a second one and driving both into her with quick, hard strokes. I grin down at her as she rides my hand, panting. And then I stop again.
She all but screams in outrage.
“Fine.” Gwenna spits the word at me, her eyes snapping fire. “It was me, all right? I told you I was Sarya and I climbed on top of you and used you for sex. That what you want to hear?”
My suspicions are confirmed, and I can’t stop grinning. I never told her that Sarya climbed atop me. It truly was her. “I do feel better hearing that, aye.”
And I cup the back of her neck, holding her even as I finger her and work her clit just the way she wants. Her mouth drops open, and when she comes, it’s not with a noisy cry but with a choked little sound, followed by a sigh of pure satisfaction.
I decide I like that better than any theatrics.
My knot aches and throbs, and I want nothing more than to bury my muzzle in the crook of her neck…and then bury other parts of me in her body. But there’s a very real potential problem. I’d expect a sex worker to have birth control handled, but Gwenna isn’t a sex worker. “Is there a chance of a baby? Between us?”
“No. I already had my period.” She wrinkles her nose, glancing up at me even as she pushes my hands away and fastens her pants once more. “But I did want to ask. Sparrow says that Taurians only have a knot during the Conquest Moon. Or is she wrong?”
“Tell me why you fucked me that day and I’ll tell you all about my knot,” I drawl, watching her with a possessive gaze as she straightens her clothing. The more she moves, the more confident I am that she is indeed Sarya. There’s a brattiness to her that shields her vulnerability, and it’s that same thing that attracted me to the mysterious woman I’d touched in the hospital bed.
Her expression grows shuttered, and she hops down off the counter. “That’s my business and not yours.”
“Don’t tell me I’m going to have to finger all your secrets out of you,” I tease, and lick those selfsame fingers as she watches me. Her taste is magnificent.
“Fuck right off.”
She flounces out of the room, and I watch her go with a grin. Oh, this is going to befun.
Twenty-Five
Gwenna
Dere Ma,
Sorry I haven’t ritten. Training isn’t great. Our teechur is very fond of drills and I am not fond of them at all. I haven’t bene sleeping well. I’m just stressed because it’s important to me that I pass this year. Please don’t worry about me. I will send more money when I can.
Love, Gwenna
