I chewed my lip and hesitated a moment too long.
"Fine." He shrugged and he eased that finger between my folds. Slowly beginning to slide it into me.
I gasped and my back lurched up as though he'd stung me.
"No!" I caught his hand and wrenched it away.
He smirked slightly and tilted his head to look at me. Blue eyes searing into my soul as if he'd won.
I looked at him, breathing heavily. I knew it made my breasts rise and fall to my breaths. Brushing the top of my rib cage the way I was tilted up. I hesitantly slid my hand down around my ribs, and over the flat of my belly and to the slight fuzzing at the next of my body. I slipped my fingers down beneath the nest to where I was soft. I was stunned at the feel of dampness there.
I lifted my fingers to brush them together, examining the fluid.
"That," Warlord snatched my wrist. "is supposed to be there."
Before I could react, he lowered his face to take in the two damp fingers between his lips.
My mouth parted in shock, but I couldn't make any sound.
His blue eyes were steady on me, unflinching while he tasted me from my fingers. Then he straightened and grinned. Revealing strangely perfect white teeth. Those sapphire eyes glinting in delight.
"Now. More." He guided my hand back down between the top of my thighs.
Scared of where this was going, I began to rub my lips, feeling them get wetter at my touch.
Warlord's hands landed over the angled curve of my hips. Following it down toward where I was rubbing myself. He rubbed his thumbs along the outer lips as I rubbed more firmly against the inner ones.
Strange sensations were swirling through me from our combined touch. Making me soak my fingers with my heat. And currents of pleasure were rising through me.
His hands splayed over my deep inner thighs. Molding their shape and caressing outward toward the sides of my knees. Pressing them further open. He leaned down and dropped a nipping kiss to the top of one knee.
He eased closer and I felt his hips between my knees.
I hissed an indrawn breath. Giving him a fearful look, as I sensed there was more to come.
More I'm not ready for.
***
"In time." He said. His gaze flicking back to where I was massaging myself. He crouched and began trailing his lips along my inner thigh. Trailing inward toward that space that was suddenly beginning to ache.
To feel strangely hollow. I wanted something in me. I wanted to feel full. Though I didn't fully understand that sensation.
Then his mouth reached along my lips and he licked the outer crease of one.
Making me lurch up as I made a strange squeak. Barely realizing the sound had come from me. The lower half of my body quivered slightly, and his fingers flexed. Digging in slightly to my inner thighs.
I hadn't realized he'd paused until he lifted his head and directed me. "Don't stop."
Slumping back onto the table with a thud I began rubbing stiltedly again. Feeling my feet tense and annoyed that my body was reacting so vehemently to such foreign touches.
What I'm doing to myself.
And what he's doing to me.
He wasn't nearly done with his ministrations. He moved to the other side of my hand and followed the same technique. Making me shiver pleasantly. Then he nipped the inside of that thigh.
"Please!" I yelped. Willing to beg him to stop. The sensations were becoming nearly overwhelming. Building up to something I didn't understand.
"Stop fighting it." He growled. His head whipping to me. Annoyed that I was once more asking him to stop.
I can't. I don't know what'll happen.
When he finished licking and biting a path up to that knee. His grip along my inner thighs grew firmer. Massaging a bit more roughly as his hunger was building.
"Put one in." He was watching my hand intently. Making it clear what he meant.
I bit my lip and hesitated.
"Now, Little Wolf."
"My name is Jade!" I spat.
"Good to know." He smiled and I felt as though I'd revealed something, he wanted to know without him ever asking a question.
He's clever. I acknowledged worriedly.
Someone not to underestimate, clearly.
"Put a finger in your woman's pleasure, Jade."
Chewing my cheek and glaring at him I did as he bade. Separating my middle finger and winding it into the tightness of my flesh.
Another gasp was climbing my throat, but I bit it back. Unwilling to let him know how much all of this was shocking my system.
Unwilling to let him see any reaction.
"Now move it." He leaned over me to tuck his face near the side of my neck absent mud, since my hair had shielded it. He sniffed deeply to inhale my wolf's scent. But molding over me pushed something hard against the back of my hand working into my core. And dropped the flat planes of his bear chest flat over my breasts. Making the nipples harden against his chest.
His whole body seemed impossibly hot.
I panted. But refused to move.
He thrust against the back of my hand which pressed my finger deep into me.
I tossed my head back and my mouth opened wide at the sudden intrusion of my own finger so deep into my body.
"Ssh." He put a finger over my lips. "You'll get used to it."
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Warlord's Ward
FantasyHe came into our village like a shadow. A Dark Dread filled with powerful magic. The King merely called him Warlord. And he owned the name. Leaving wreckage in his wake. But for me he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through...