Page 49 of Ira

The moment Meera’s hands landed on my stomach, what little energy remained in my body immediately went to my cock. If I wasn’t able to feed from her soon, this erection might actually be the death of me. It was using up everything that I had left. The shadows I normally wore as easily as a second skin vanished, baring me to Meera’s gaze. Could she see me? I didn’t think so—she didn’t react to my sudden nakedness.

As though she could feel my desperation, Meera’s hand slid down my body, her fingers wrapping around my shaft.

“You’re already hard,” she said, surprised.

“Of course. It’s you.”

Meera’s grip seemed to grow a little more sure at that, sending a shudder down my spine. “I don’t really know what I’m doing,” she whispered.

“You can do whatever you want with me, Meera.”

Suddenly, her perfume was so thick in the air that I could have choked on it. Had that been what she wanted? What she needed for her desire to fully take hold? I had no objections to being Meera’s plaything. I would be the luckiest Shade alive.

In all of our conversations, she hadn’t mentioned any kind of romantic partner since that first boyfriend she’d had all those years ago, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d avoided all kinds of romantic relationships since.

It wasn’t as though Meera didn’t know what she was doing, but she was just hesitant in how she went about it. Like she’d learned the knowledge in a book and was applying it for the first time in the real world.

Not that I had any complaints. Her soft hand felt heavenly around my shaft as she explored, and I groaned as she tightened her grip, squeezing the base where my knot would eventually swell.

“Good?” Meera asked, repeating it, this time a little more intentionally. While part of me was glad for the cover of darkness because it was probably allowing Meera to feel more comfortable, I also wished that she could see me properly. That she could see how every little touch and curious glance made me melt for her.

“Incredible. You’re incredible.”

“Is it working though?” she breathed, squirming slightly beside me. The scent of her own desire grew more potent with each passing second, and it was intoxicating. “Are you feeding from this?”

If I said no, would she stop? I didn’t want that.

I also didn’t want to die, as much as this would be a pleasant way to go.

“I don’t think so,” I admitted. “Maybe it takes a while?”

“That’s not the impression I got from the others, though I’m wishing I asked more questions now. Let’s try something different.”

“It’s okay, Meera. We don’t have to—”

“Don’t finish that sentence, Verner. This is not a hardship for me.”

The assertiveness in her tone made my knot throb.

Meera stood, pulling off her heavy trousers, though there was still a thin piece of fabric covering the pussy I’d been doing my best not to fantasize about, because Meera was my friend and that was inappropriate.

“I wish I was more confident,” Meera whispered, kneeling again before throwing one leg over my hips, the damp fabric of her panties immediately soaking my cock.

Fuck.

“You seem plenty confident right now,” I rasped, my claws digging into the hard ground.

“Of course. It’s you,” she whispered, throwing my words back at me. Meera’s hands landed on my chest before she shifted them either side of my head, looking worried that I might have struggled to support her.

“I won’t break, Meera. You’re safe with me. I’m stronger than I look right at this moment.” That wasn’t entirely true, but she could lean on me at least.

“Liar,” Meera shot back, though there was no heat in it. She rocked her hips teasingly, dragging the material back and forth in a way that felt fucking incredible for me. But more importantly, it seemed to feel fucking incredible forher. Her eyes rolled back, teeth sinking into her lower lip, and the power started to flow.

I could only imagine what a rush of power would come through if we were actually fucking.

Don’t imagine that, I told myself sternly. I’d assured Meera that I’d let her lead this interaction, and I had no intention of going back on my word.

And while I was entirely content to let her lead and go at whatever pace Meera deemed suitable, I was frustrated at howuselessI was right now. Even if she asked, there was no way I could perform satisfactorily.

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