Page 175 of Unrivaled
The events of the day lingered at the edges of my mind.If I stopped for a moment it was going to crush me.If I didn’t stop for a moment, it would still crush me, and it would take me longer to crawl out from beneath it.
But I was naked in front of the most delectable pirate I’d ever seen, and Iknewhow hot it would be when I was buried between their legs, surrounded by the smell of them, the taste of them.
The steel buckle beneath my hand was simple, the leather pliant.I tugged with more force than I needed, just to feel the way their spine would arch toward me.“Just us tonight?”they asked me.“I brought you a new toy.”
“Just us.”Luca might’ve burst into flame on the spot if he knew I’d imagined Elnyta’s hands in my hair and clit beneath my tongue while his cock was in me.I regretted I hadn’t told him, then swept him up the next morning.It would’ve been easier.I regretted I hadn’t driven a fork into the roof of his mouth.
The belt slithered off the curve of Elnyta’s hips.I tugged down their breeches as their mouth found mine.Our lips were dry.The thought of kissing them when our faces were slick from one another made another wave of heat go through me, but they pulled back, going to the knapsack on the side.I stood, admiring the lines of their legs, the thickness of their thighs, the pinpricks in their flesh that gave it the constellation-like texture I so loved.
One of the plain bags was a familiar dark blue, the other a dark red with a green string.An astute eye might notice the La’Angi colors.Why they’d bother worrying about that, though, when the toy inside was so fantastic, I had no idea.
Dark grey crystal, it had a shape somewhere between an onion and a parsnip on one end, smaller than my fist and flat on the top.Extending from the front were two prongs, a larger, curved, rippled phallus and a smaller, rippled attachment above.
I took it from Elnyta’s hands and found the jar of oil from the knapsack, smoothing it over the familiar design of the bulb.The weight of it, the heft, the thought of my lover wearing it, made anticipation ripple up my spine.I felt the ache between my legs and in my breasts as I watched Elnyta step into the harness, then tighten the straps with a familiar tug and the hiss of leather sliding through rings.
Mayhap I should’ve been concerned that, after such a brief time, that sound already made my mouth water.
“Isn’t it pretty?”they asked, no trace of sleep on their face now.“I’ve had to force myself to take it off.I’ve been thinking of you, ass up on that big bed of yours, moaning for me, forweeks.”
The heat in my veins was molten.I was sure if I touched myself, I’d already be wet.“You’ve been thinking about me?”I eased the larger phallus into the ring in their harness tantalizingly close to the juncture of their thighs, resisting the urge to nuzzle in close while the weight of the object was near such a sensitive area.One wrong move and they’d be uncomfortable for days.“Can I?”
“Yes.”The word was all encompassing.They lifted one leg, propping a foot on the wooden edge of my bed.The ends of their shirt dangled low and hid them from my sight, as they often chose.I lifted my gaze to their face.Elnyta’s lips were parted, the delicate tips of their teeth barely visible, the flat expanse of their generous tongue lying in wait.I could already imagine how their rough-skinned, skillful hands would feel on me.Their chest rose and fell in sudden heaving breaths.I felt my breath coming just as quickly.I wasn’t sure if I could really smell them or if it was just four steps ahead already, lost to the fantasy.
With the tips of my fingers, I found their warmth.They shifted their hips a little, making my fingers skim past the edges of their opening.I nestled the bulb of the device up to the exposed entrance to their body.This time, when Elynta shifted their hips, it was to make the insertion easier.
As the bulb slid home Elnyta grabbed me, their fingers biting into the flesh of my arm as they clung to me.Their indrawn breath made my body tighten in anticipation.Hypnotized, I watched as their head fell back, mouth hanging open.I stroked my hand up the curve of the larger cock, and they made a noise that was somewhere between a gasp and a moan.
“You’ve been wearing this a lot?”I asked them, moving in closer, pressing myself against them.My skin ached to feel theirs.I rubbed my calf up the outside of their leg.
“Not with anyone else,” Elnyta said, the words quick gasps.“It’s just for you and me.”I imagined them blocking the door to their cabin, putting a leg up on a chair, and strapping the cock on.Slowly, I moved my hand up and down again.Their breath caught once more, then released in a rush.“Princess, you’re killing me.”
I leant into their mouth, sucking their bottom lip the way I wanted to suck their clit, stroking the flat of my tongue up and over.Their hands fumbled with the last few clasps, tightening the cock to secure it in place before grabbing my face and cradling me as I kissed them.
While my hand moved, the device rocked gently against them.Their pants came in short, sharp bursts.I left their lips gleaming and wet, dropping down to my knees.
The smaller one went first.I turned my mouth to the side, sliding it past my lips, sucking the stone.Elnyta’s fingers found their way into my hair.When I got to the hilt of the device I looked up and found them staring down at me, hunger in their gaze.
I drew myself slowly off the smaller phallus, then moved down to the longer one.I ran my tongue along it Elnyta’s hips shuddered.I poised it at the edge of my mouth and took hold of one of their thighs to anchor myself.The muscles were tight with tension.I wanted them to lose control.They wouldn’t, not yet.But soon.
The stone was cool in my mouth, but the sensations made me melt.Elnyta moaned, grabbing my head and thrusting a little further before they stopped themselves, panting, letting me work their cocks with my lips and tongue.
“Can I—” the words were broken by a quick, indrawn breath.“Can I come in your mouth, princess?”
The thought of having the cock buried deep in my mouth as they shook and shuddered made me ache.I lifted myself far enough from it that I could ask, “Can you fuck me, later?”
“Yes.”The word was thick with promise.
I shook my hair back and they grabbed my jaw, their chest rising and falling quickly as they stared down at me.“Thank you,” they whispered.
They’d thank me later, too.
CHAPTERSIXTY-TWO
AUDREY
Of course Xander brought one in.I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s got you three more before this response arrives.So tell me then, Victor, since I leant you one of my best trackers; what, if anything, were you able to learn about their mages?—in a letter from General Dieudonné, Count of Black Borough to General Victor, Duke of La’Angi
25thDay of Autumn’s Son Moon,
