Page 71 of The Poison of the Earth
“I am indeed not fertile during my cycle, but as I said, it’s usually rather short and I’m sleepy.”
I nod, “Well, I was just going to do what my father used to do for Aunt Mia on her cycle.”
I place my large hand on her little lower tummy and pull heat to my hand gently.
Her hands both wrap around my forearm as she lets out a sigh. “Ohh. Oh, Kai, that’s nice.”
“More heat? Less heat?” I ask, not sure.
“Hmm, a bit more?” She asks quietly. She’s silent a moment, her fingers gripping me still. “Your father did something so... intimate to Lo’s mother?”
Lonan and I share a glance over Ollie’s head. “It took my father quite a while to move on after my mother died. But he found happiness again with Mia and Callum.”
“They were in a relationship? And raised you both?” She asks in a whisper.
Lonan answers, “Yes. We had a good childhood, all things considered.”
Ollie makes a noise that seems both mournful and pleased at the same time. She turns and places a kiss on my lips and after, does the same to Lonan.
“Is there aught else we can do, sweetheart?”
I can almost sense her hesitation.
“What is it, princess? Anything, baby.”
She turns her face into the pillow and mumbles, “An orgasm usually helps ease cramps.”
Lonan and I share a look.
“Why so shy, sweetheart?” He asks gently as he turns her face.
“Neither of us mind the sight of blood, Ollie,” I add.
“Well, I didn’t mean sex,” she starts.
Lo blinks, “I didn’t think that was on the table?”
She hesitates, looking between us, some thought clear on her face. She seems to be considering it. A yawn hits her out of nowhere. I smile softly.
“Settle in, princess, I’ll help you,” I purr. I wrap my lower arm around her, between her body and the bed, pulling warmth to it and using it to replace the other hand. I let that hand cool somewhat, though I keep it hotter than normal, and tug up the shirt a bit.
“Just like this,” I whisper, my hand cupping her sex over her panties. “Right here, right now, all for you, our love,” I murmur into her white hair.
She makes a pleased but needy sound at that, spoiled little creature. Lonan’s hands slide down and I can tell he’s cupping her breasts.
She makes a little mewl and he grins, “I love playing with your sensitive nipples, sweetheart.”
I press my fingers to the top of her slit over her panties. While I haven’t been with a woman, Fae are well educated in sex matters by our teachers. I know a woman’s anatomy, even if I haven’t had much hands-on experience. And I’m confident in my ability to bring pleasure, given how I please Lonan.Besides, she’s mine. She’ll love my touch.
I circle her clit, as I watched her do to herself, with the pads of my first two fingers, over her panties. She gasps, turning her face towards me.
I let my fingers warm a bit more and her response is immediate. “Oh, Kai!” she cries in clear pleasure. Lonan must pinch her pretty nipples for she whimpers and turns to kiss him. “Lonan,” she murmurs dreamily.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper, circling harder. Her hips start to rock. “Such a good girl. We know what you need. We have you. We’ll care for you, always.”
She purrs, head turning, enjoying the praise. Lonan picks it up, “So gorgeous, Ollie. Our mate. Our mate about to shatter between us, taking her pleasure from our hands.”
“Ohhh,” she cries out, hips thrusting, eyes pinched closed. “Ohhh...” she pants as her orgasm hits her. Gradually, her breath slows. I leisurely circle my fingers, and when her body has fully relaxed again, tug her panties out of her slit so they sit properly and slide my hand up to join the other on her belly.
