Page 27 of Keeping Freya
“You were thinking of me while touching yourself?”
She shrugs shyly. “It has to be because of the bond, somehow. Right? I mean…”
“Maybe.” Carefully, I take a step towards her, and I groan when I see movement in her pants. I almost burst and I grab my cock to will it down.
“Lose the pants,” she says with a husky voice.
I take a minute—just a minute—to look at her, but then she takes her hand out of her pants and rises. “Lose the pants, T’Rak.”
Suddenly, I feel anxious and shy. I have never been naked with a female before, and I hesitate.
“You’re not scared, are you?”
Her teasing is just what I need to get out of my head. “I am T’Rak, Warrior of Arracate. I have faced and conquered more enemies than anybody in our entire fleet. I am not scared of showing you my cock.” And with those words, I drop my pants.
Her breath hitches, her eyes grow wide. I am fully erect, and my ridges are rippling across the skin.
“Now show me what you have been hiding.”
She hesitates, her fingers tremble at the hem of her shirt. Fear clouds her scent, and I freeze, staying rooted where I am. “You do not have to do anything you do not want. It is your choice. It will always be your choice.”
Her chin wobbles, but she locks her jaw and gives me a firm look of acknowledgement. “I am strong. I am not a victim.” She raises her chin defiantly. “I killed them. I won.”
She balls her fists and looks me in the eye. “I won. So I am taking back everything they took from me, and you will help me.”
Slowly, oh so very slowly, she puts her thumbs in the band of her trousers and lets them drop. Immediately, I am hit with a fresh wave of arousal and driven by pure instincts, I take a few more steps towards her. She sits in the chair again, and I fall to my knees before her.
“Fr’Ya…” My control is hanging on by a thread, and I am afraid that I will spill like a youngster if I touch my cock right now. “You are intoxicating.”
She huffs out a laugh. “Never seen a naked woman before, Warrior?”
I know she means to tease, but she has no idea how right she is. I will not lie to her, I will never lie to her, so I confirm her teasing.
“No.”
“No?” She widens her stance a little and her fingers comb through the curls at the apex of her thighs. “Like… never?”
“Never.”
“Interesting…” she drawls, but her words fade into the background as I am distracted by her fingers opening up her core, sliding through her folds.
“Fr’Ya…” It is all I seem to be able to say. I cannot form any thoughts, but I can only think of her name. Her scent is enveloping me, and when she pushes one finger inside, I leak a drop of pre-cum on the floor.
“Look at you, T’Rak. The Great Warrior of Arracate, brought to his knees by a simple human.” Her finger slides in and out of her opening, each time glistening a little bit more. A guttural moan leaves my throat.
I grab my cock and squeeze it tight to hold off my orgasm. “Nothing simple about you. You are everything I have dreamed of and more. Such a pretty, pretty cunt.”
She picks up the pace of her fingers and adds another. A little moan slips from her lips, and I groan.
She looks at me with hooded eyes. “I don’t know why, but I really like that you haven’t been with anybody else. It is such a turn-on.” Her fingers leave her opening and slide through her folds towards a spot hidden by her hand and the curls on her body.
She moans louder as she starts rubbing there. “To know that my body is the first you have ever seen. To make you lose control with just my skin.” She starts panting and increases the pace of her rubbing.
With a groan, I start moving my hand over my cock. Sensing that she is chasing her peek, I want to be right there with her when she gets there. Share this intimate moment with her.
Her legs start to shake, and she grabs hold of the side ofthe chair to steady herself. “T’Rak… Has anybody ever touched you?”
“Only me.” I grit out, and my hand moves faster now, mimicking her pace.
