Page 100 of The Poison of the Earth
I keep digging.I know I put it in here somewhere. “And you see, I’d rather drug you, smother you, and say you died in your drunken sleep than chance falling pregnant. Ah-ha!” I add triumphantly, yanking the black strappy thing out of the bag.
Finnick blinks quickly, “I... understand your concern for pregnancy, but is that not the point of the union?”
“Get undressed,” I direct again, trying to untangle the thing. He starts on his vest buttons slowly.
“No, the point of the union is an alliance. A partner at my side, mayhap. But regardless, I cannot become pregnant in the middle of a war. You men seem to think carrying a babe is all sunshine and rainbows.” I step into it, tugging it up. I reach under me, sliding my panties to one side so I can insert the inner end into me.Fuck, it feels good. I’ve been... empty... since our bonding. Perhaps my shitty mood will improve after an orgasm.
Finnick’s eyes are wide as I pull the ends, tightening the straps over my hips. He’s now down to his breeches, his slender chest lightly muscled, with a little dark green trail of hair down his belly into his pants.
“So, as I said. Bend over the bed, and we’ll have sex.” I wrap my hand around the phallus and open the tin of lube.
“I... I... was expecting to...” He trails off.
“Yes, well, the problem with expectations is when things don’t live up to them.” I step to him, stroking the lube on my cock as I lean into him. I tilt my face up and he hesitates but leans to brush our lips together. He’s delicate and tentative and it’s almost refreshing. I press my tongue to the seam of his lips and he parts them for me. I press into him with a little groan, overwhelmed with the thought of how I’ll be entering his body again soon. At my noise, his arms wrap around me, resting on my back. I enjoy the kiss awhile longer; he is a good kisser. I feel him grow hard under his breeches and I smirk as I press my wet dick to his naked stomach. He makes a sound at that.
I pull away and put my hand on his breeches. “May I?” I ask sweetly.
He nods, his golden eyes upon me. I unlace them swiftly and I get onto my knees.I intend to let Lo and Kai know that Finnick got to enjoy my mouth.
Kneeling in front of him, I look up, my eyes wide. His eyes meet mine and he whimpers. I tug his pants down and a long, slender cock springs free. The end is a darker green than the rest of him and his foreskin is partially pulled back, the head wet. I lick my lips as I look back up at him. I wrap a hand around his base and pull his cockhead into my mouth. He moans, eyes still on me. I focus on his dick, which is twitching in my mouth. I take him as deep as I can, squeezing my tightly fingers so they meet around him at the base. I pull back and lick the head, trying to get his flavor. I lick again and his hips press forward. He doesn't thrust, just tilts in hungrily and that makes me clench around the phallus inside me. I suck him down again, then release him with a pop, standing smoothly.
His hands go to my shoulders and he kisses me, less sweetly this time and I smile into it.
“Now, betrothed, turn and bend over for me.” I smile as I wait for him to obey.He will. I know it.
His eyes bore into me and he slowly turns, folding over the tall bed. I step up to him, and use my knee to spread his legs more.
“Up,” I say as I reach under him, tugging his cock. He lifts his hips and I point his cock to the floor off the edge of the bed.
“Good boy,” I say at his responsiveness. An evil grin hits my face. “Are you a maid, here, betrothed?” I ask softly as I rub my fingers over his puckered hole.
A groan escapes him as I press two fingers into him. I slide them in and out slowly, his ass tight.
He’s silent, frozen, so I thrust my fingers a little faster, curling them, looking for the spot that men like. “Are you?”
“Yes,” he gasps and I notice a line of precum dripping down the bedspread below his cock. I smirk.
“Mmmm,” I purr, “Fuck, that’s hot. So...this is mine, hmm?”
“Yes, Oleander,” he struggles to get the words out as I tease him, pressing hard and enjoying watching him leak.I’m going to use him like this until it reaches the floor,I decide. His noises get frantic and high pitched so I tug my fingers out.
“Fuck, Finn, you’re really close already, hmm?”
I add lube to my fingers and press them back in.
He’s silent and I fuck him hard with my fingers. “When I ask a question, I expect an answer, Finnick.”
“Yes, yes, Oleander,” he whimpers.
“Good boy,” I say and another small squirt of seed drips out of his cock.Almost.
You do not have permission to finish, understand?” I curl my fingers and rock my hand in and out.
“Yes,” he whispers even as his cock drips for me.
There it is, I think, as the dribble touches the stone floor.
“Good boy,” I purr again, “I’ll reward you with my cock.”
