Page 105 of What Fury Brings
Gods, what was he doing to her?
His erection was so hard between them, digging into her stomach. She was so familiar by now with its size. Was so ready for it to be inside her. But the phallus she’d used wasn’t quite the same. Andrastus had a different texture, one she was dying to experience with her hands.
She asked, “Can I touch you?”
“Anywhere you’d like,” he immediately answered.
She wrapped her hand around him. Gently, like she liked to be touched between her legs.
And his breath caught.
She marveled at how warm he was, something the phallus definitely was not. It was also attached to a breathing person whoreactedto her touch. Something that she didn’t realize she was missing. That she needed.
Her tutors had taught that the head was the most sensitive, so she swirled her thumb around it as she gripped him.
Andrastus closed his eyes. “You and your Amarran education will destroy me.”
She smiled, pressing her thumb lightly into the slit, and he hissed like a snake.
“Come here,” he said, pulling her toward the bed.
She went eagerly. So ready for what was to come next. They’d played. They’d kissed. Now she wanted this man inside her.
Andrastus pushed her onto her back, then held himself atop her on his hands. Olerra had the thought to swap their places, but she didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t take the lead this once. If it started to hurt for any reason, she could always roll him over.
He kissed her, returned even more attention to her breasts. Then he let his knee sneak up between her legs to feel how wet she was.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do you have a sheath?”
“I take a tea once a month that prevents pregnancy.”
He shut his eyes, as though the thought of being inside her without any barriers was almost too much for him. After a beat, he fithimself between her legs, let his cock touch the sensitive folds of her sex. He rubbed it around her entrance, then slid higher, until he reached her clit.
“Andrastus!” she shrieked. “No more playing, please.”
And then he pulled away.
Her prince leaped off the bed, his entire body looking tighter than a bowstring.
“What is it?” she asked, worried that she’d done something wrong.
“I—”
The silence was cold and horrible. He wouldn’t meet her eyes. He was still aroused, yet he would not come closer to the bed.
Olerra took a steadying breath. “You’re not ready, are you?”
“I—” he tried again, but that was as far as he got.
She couldn’t help the disappointment that sprang up, but she quashed it. His comfort was far more important than what she’d hoped would come of this evening.
“It’s okay. We don’t need to rush. We have time.”
Andrastus slammed his eyes and lips closed, as though he were in immense pain. He nodded slowly.
