Page 61 of Owned By the Fae
He freezes and, looking into my eyes, he groans, his body tensing as he spends himself deep down my throat. He keeps me on my knees with his cock in my mouth until he relaxes, butinstead of pulling out of me, he releases my hair and caresses my cheek again.
‘Clean it.’
The place between my legs shudders at his order, and I rush to lap at him, swirling my tongue around him, tasting his seed.
‘Enough. Stand up.’
I do as he says on quivering legs, and he steps closer to me.
I let out a squeak as two of his fingers spear me.
‘You’re dripping, my little slave.’
He chuckles as he feels my nethers flutter at his words.
‘Was that from the spanking or having your lips wrapped around me?’
‘Both,’ I whisper, but I wince as he wiggles them inside me, and I feel the soreness that Dane has left.
He ceases immediately and slowly eases them out. ‘Sorry. I didn’t think,’ he breathes. ‘Do you feel better?’
I nod. ‘Lighter.’
‘Good. Do you want the healer to come?’
My face heats. How would I explain to Jak …
‘No,’ I say quickly. ‘What would I sa?—’
‘All right,’ he says, hands rubbing up and down my arms to calm me. ‘I won’t have Dane call for him, but I’m not leaving you in pain.’
He looks away, his jaw tight. ‘Never again,’ he says quietly to himself.
He recovers quickly, though, and smiles at me reassuringly. ‘Go and lay on the bed for me?’
I pad across the room, easing myself down on my blanket on my front because my arse is throbbing.
I feel the mattress dip a moment later, and he begins to rub something cool into my enflamed cheeks.
I crane my neck to see what he’s doing, and he shows me a small pot. ‘It’ll help.’
I lay down again and close my eyes, letting him soothe the hurts he’s caused.
A few moments later, his fingers dip between my legs with more of the cold salve, and I jump with a squeak as he slips them inside me.
My legs move apart almost of their own volition, and I hear his quiet laugh. ‘Good girl.’
I can’t help but let out a moan at those words, wishing he’d thrust his fingers deeper and faster, but he keeps to his slow rhythm, and I startle as his thumb probes my arse shallowly.
‘You’re going to take me here,’ he promises. ‘Not today, my pretty little slave, but soon.’
My hips push back on a whimper as heat coils in my belly. ‘More. Please.’
‘All right,’ he says, and I sigh with relief. ‘But only gently. You’re very sorefrom what Dane did.’
The inflection of those words, as if he’s actually speaking to Dane, has me turning my head and gasping as I find the mage beside the bed. I didn’t even hear the door.
He’s watching me, or more specifically, Kal’s fingers disappearing slowly into me.
