Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
“Where are your drawers?” he grits out, surprised when his cock slicks through the folds of my pussy.
“Not…wearing tonight,” I manage, locking my arms around his neck. “We’re not having sex here, right?”
“Just rubbing,” he promises me. “Fuck, you feel so good.” His cock glides through the wetness of my folds, dragging and striking against everything, and it feels as if I’ve caught on fire when the head of him slides against my clit. “I’m going to come on you, mark you with my seed. Your pussy is going to be soaked.”
I gasp at what a filthy mental image it is. “Do it.”
Hawk groans, thrusting against me, and then hot seed spills all over my skin even as he shudders over me. He comes, and it’s a rich mess of slick heat that spurts over my thighs and pussy, coating my skin. I cling to him, watching his face as he climaxes, and it’s fascinating how tightly wound he is…and then seeing him relax with a haze of pleasure. I scratch absently at the short, stubbly fur that covers his neck, the deep russet that almost matches his guild uniform.
He leans over me, nearly crushing me to the wall. “Too fast,” he manages. “I should have lasted longer.”
“I didn’t mind.” I squirm a little, because I’m wet and sticky down below my skirts and it’s a strange feeling.
Hawk rubs his big head over the top of mine. “But you didn’t come, did you? And after I promised I’d take good care of you.”
His hand slips under my skirts, sliding into the wetness between my thighs. I whimper in surprise as his fingers drag through my labia, seeking my clit—and then I hiss because I’m so wet down there that his gentle, seeking fingers practically glide over my skin. He holds me close, murmuring sweet nonsense in my ear about how pretty I am and how much he likes it when I lose control, and all the while my thighs quiver and quake as he fingers me into bliss.
“That’s better.” He presses his muzzle to my sweaty brow in what must be a Taurian version of a forehead kiss, and then gently sets me onto my feet. I sway, knees weak, and he puts a supporting arm around my waist, even as he adjusts my skirts, smoothing them so they hang properly. Once that’s done, he adjusts my bodice, tucking my shameless breast back into my chemise and then adjusting the entire thing so my clothing looks pristine…and hides the mess between my thighs.
I flush just thinking about it, because it’s obscene and naughty and I’m enjoying being obscene and naughty with him far more than I should. “Well, now,” I say, and take a tottering step forward. Sure enough, everything between my thighs is wet, wet, wet. I’m not going to be able to take a step without thinking about him and what we did. How he came this close to taking my virginity in a dirty alley across from a whorehouse.
It makes me pause. “Hawk? If we have sex tonight, you can make me pregnant, correct?”
He looks down at me, incredulous. “You’re asking now?”
“Seems like a good time to ask.”
“Aye, I can.” His voice is terse, and I suspect this is just now occurring to him, too. “There are charms we can use but…I don’t have any on hand. It usually falls to the woman to handle such things.”
“When was I supposed to get a charm?” I ask him. “Before I came to Vastwarren and everyone would wonder who Lady Aspeth was fucking? Or after I got here, in between drills?”
Hawk grunts. “Excellent point. I’ll get you one.”
But that changes things. We were intending to head back to the dorm and have sex tonight. We’re both ready, and we both want it. Except…“If we’re going to have sex, shouldn’t you get one before we do?”
He runs a hand down his face. “I’ll get one first thing in the morning.”
“So you and I…tomorrow, then?”
“Aye, tomorrow.” He squeezes my hand. “We still have time before the Conquest Moon.”
“How much time, exactly?”
He rubs the back of his neck with his other hand, expression awkward. “The morning?”
Oh goodness. Not much time at all. “And it has to be before then?”
He nods. “So I can be gentle. I don’t trust myself once the hand of the god is fully upon me. Not with it being your first time and all.”
I chew on my lip as we walk back to the guild dormitory in silence. I should be thinking about the Conquest Moon but instead, I find myself thinking about what happens afterward. I haven’t allowed myself to think that far ahead, yet now I can’t seem to stop. What does the future look like if I take the rings and head back to my family’s hold?