Page 35 of To Tame An Angel

After drinking water, I noticed food had been left by the door. Good, I needed him to eat.

Inside my kit was my salve for welts, so I brought it to the bed and settled between his legs. He shifted before blinking and turning his head to look at me over his shoulder.

“I’m just applying more salve,” I assured him.

He groaned when I lifted the sheet to reveal that lovely ass. He was a quick healer. Most angels are, but there are a few dots of raised skin, and I wanted to ensure he didn’t blister. However, he has a lovely bruise on his hip. I quickly took out my pot and applied the ointment to his skin. He tensed his ass, making it bounce.

“Relax, it’s got numbing properties,” I said.

He sighed dramatically and pushed his face into the pillow. With care, I softly dabbed the two dots on his skin, blowing on it to help the cooling effect activate. He said nothing, but his fingers curled on the pillow.

“Let me look at the front,” I said.

Slowly, he pushed himself up and flopped on his back, still exhausted.

He stared up at the ceiling.

I stared at his cock.

It’s a little hard. So that’s the secret he wanted to keep. He didn’t look at me when I soothed the salve on his skin but he relaxed when he sensed the salve sapped the lingering burn.

When I finished, I pushed at his knees. “Open your legs so I can get the ones inside.”

To my surprise, he complied. When I placed myself between his legs, his cock stared at me. We realized this simultaneously, and I smiled down at him.

“Would you like to cum again?” I teased him.

“Will I get to enter you this time?” He asked testily.

“My mouth.”

My words were shocking to both of us. But to my surprise, he shook his head.

“No. I want to taste you first. You’ve not had pleasure. It’s not right.”

Smiling at this consideration, I grasped his knees and leaned down to him. “That’s what you don’t understand. Doing all of this to you brings me immense pleasure.”

Tannor studied me, as if attempting to locate lies. “Still. I’d like to learn.”

He’d never done this. Then again, who would he do this to down in the pits?

A flush filled his cheeks, and it was the sweetest thing I’d ever seen.

“Alright,” I said, a flutter of excitement filling me.

I focused on tending to the lingering welts on his inner thighs when his hands came up and caressed my arms as I worked. His eyes don’t leave my face. His cock bounced slightly despite his hiss when I pressed against the nastiest of the welts.

“It’s natural to enjoy the time after, too.” I looked at him.

He watched me work, his skin prickling with goose pimples. “Why are you doing this?”

Why indeed? For so long, I’d seen the training of my sisters and the part which always fascinated me was the time after. When they would cuddle their lover, like they collapsed, and they picked up the pieces from the floor.

I carefully cut a small gauze and placed it over the angry welt. He twitched.

“You keep asking me that,” I said.

“You hurt me, you pleasure me, then you tend to me. It makes no sense.”

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