Page 22 of Anna's Bounty
Nothing I’ve done to myself has ever felt like this. I’ve tried making myself come, but my touches were clumsy and shy, often leaving me feeling more unsatisfied than before I started.
Rovos laps at my juices. When he withdraws from between my legs, my fingers tighten in his hair. “Rovos.” I lick my lips. “More, please.”
His lips curl at the corners before he dives between my thighs once more. Using short flicks, he teases the hard nub of my clit until I arch against him as he forces sultry moans from me. With a playful gleam in his eye, he swirls his tongue around my sensitive bud. Clenching his hair in my fists, I don’t know if I want to pull him closer or push him away.
Rovos continues to flick my clit with his tongue, alternating short, fast little flutters with long, languid strokes. I jump when he slides a finger through my folds, coating it in my dew before circling my entrance and sinking it in deep.
“R-Rovos?Ahhhh!”I buck against him, and my trembling legs fall further apart. My head falls back, and my stomach tightens as what is sure to be an epic orgasm builds.
“That’s it, little human, sing for me,” Rovos growls between flicks of his tongue, pumping his finger in and out of my tight channel.
When he slides his finger all the way out of me, I whimper at the emptiness left behind. Until he adds a second finger. His lips clamp around my clit at the same time he pushes both fingers in deep.
I detonate.
His name is on my lips as I convulse around him.
“Good girl,” he purrs. “Come for me, Annah. Let me feel your cream.” The soft skin of his cheek rests against the inside of my leg as his fingers continue to slide in and out, drawing my orgasm out as he watches me. Cracking my eyes open, I look down to see his lips glistening with my arousal. Everything tightens once more, and I’m ramping up to come undone again.
Pushing both fingers in deep, Rovos rotates them and then drags his fingertips against my walls as he curls them, hitting somewhere deep that sends me cresting with another wave of pleasure.
“Oh,fuck!”I gasp as my second orgasm takes me.
When I’m little more than a limp puddle, Rovos pulls his fingers free of my quivering flesh before sucking them into his mouth. His eyes slide shut, and he moans at my flavor.
My pussy clamps down, missing the feeling of being filled by him. That really shouldn’t be so hot.
As he rocks back on his heels, Rovos’ hand drifts to his pants, where an unmistakable bulge is tenting the material. It—oh, wow. It’shuge.
He flicks the button open and slides his hand inside, where he grips his rigid cock. A wave of fear suddenly washes over me.
“Wait!” I reach out to stop him. “Before we go any further, I should tell you that I’m a—that I’ve never....”
He frowns for a moment, and then understanding flickers across his features as he looks down at my legs, which are still spread wide. My pussy is still wet and puffy from his mouth.
“You’ve never taken a male inside you?” he rasps.
I shake my head, suddenly feeling very self-conscious.
“You honor me, Annah.” Rovos removes his hand from his pants and leans back, slowly closing my legs. “But I am not worthy.”
Wait, no!“It’s okay. I’m on birth control,” I blurt out. A couple years ago I got an implant to help my irregular cycles, and so I didn’t have to deal with periods every month. But before I can explain any of that, Rovos has finished buttoning his pants. Leaning in, he places two soft kisses on both of my knees and then works my pants back up my legs.
ARGH!I want to shout. I shouldn’t have said anything. I just wanted him to be, you know, gentle with me. Instead, he gathers me into his arms and carries me back to his room, where he sets me down long enough to undress me. Then I’m back in his arms, and we’re squeezing into the small stall of the shower, where he makes sure I’m sonically cleaned.
The entire time, he’s painfully gentle with me but never says a word and is careful never to touch me unnecessarily.
After our shower, he carries me to the bed—his bed—and sets me in the center, pulling the blanket up to my chin.
“Rovos, wait!” I grab his hand when he turns away from me. “Where are you going? Isn’t this your room?”
“I will sleep elsewhere. Rest, Annah.”
I want to argue with him, but my eyelids have grown heavy, and I’msotired after he gave me two of the most intense orgasms of my life. “I’ll rest better with you here with me,” I murmur, even as my eyes drift closed.
“Sleep well, Annah,” his voice rumbles in my ear, and I feel the soft press of a kiss to my temple before I fall into sleep.
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