Page 54 of To Free a Soul
Oh, Lindiwe knewexactlywhat he was talking about, and it truly had been a very long time. Or rather, it felt like it’d been too long, when in reality, they’d gone longer gaps of time between creating children.
But Lindiwe had felt that gap far more than usual. It’d been harder to ignore the way her breasts would grow heavy, her nipples pinching into aching points, or how her clit would throb while the entrance to her core dampened.
Every minute she spent in his realm, her mind had twisted with the idea that she was utterly encompassed by him. He was everywhere – in her thoughts, against her skin, in her verybreaths– and it made her all too conscious of his overwhelming,otherworldly presence. Her body tingled more and more until she’d almost caved and reached out.
Had it gone on for much longer, she might have done so.
“I’ve been waiting for you to ask me,” Lindiwe said, rubbing the nape of her neck and laughing with her gaze averted. “I’m surprised it took you so long, if I’m being honest.”
“Waiting for me?” His tone was incredulous. “I’ve been waiting foryou.”
“Me?” Her hand slipped down to her chest as she brought her frowning face back to him. “Why? Orpheus has been fine for years. I haven’t needed to return to him and Katerina for months except to check their garden. I could’ve taken care of a baby during all that.”
“You didn’t indicate otherwise. How was I supposed to know?” He stilled until even his mist settled its constant hypnotic motion. “Does this mean youwantto have another offspring?”
The question threw Lindiwe for a loop, simply because she hadn’t expected it. He’d never asked her before ifshewanted another child; he’d only ever sought permission to make one.
Why did him asking her make her heart race and her face flush with heat in embarrassment?
“Well, no,” she answered honestly without thinking, more worried about how her hands started trembling when her pussy clenched.
Realising what she’d said, her eyes widened.
“I mean yes!” But she didn’t mean that either, because having more children wasn’t actually what she wanted! She covered her face when it grew hotter. “I mean, I’m fine with having another, but the act of making another is what I was waiting for you to ask about, and I didn’t know you’ve been waiting for me, otherwise I would have made it clear that...”
She was rambling... and she may have just admitted something she hadn’t meant to.
Oh god. I just told him I want to have sex! Shut up!
Not for duty, but simply to be naughty. To have pleasure. To touch and be touched, outside of the promises she’d made all those years ago.
A large hand wrapped around the side of her neck and yanked her closer. Then he rumbled, “You infuriating, vexing, annoying little creature.”
His mouth slammed over hers, hard enough to shock her, but gentle enough to incite a muffled moan. Her lips were quick to lock with his, and she slipped her arms around his neck, thankful that he’d moved the solid parts of him to allow it.
A surprised moan mixed with a rasp escaped from her when his hand grasped her breast fromwithinher dress. She bowed her chest forward into his hold, uncaring that he’d ghosted through her garment to touch her directly. The tickle of him doing it through her panties had her widening her thighs, wanting him to get to the place that’d been aching for so long.
The ties at her hips keeping her underwear together pulled taut when his hand appeared within them. She didn’t mind the slight burn, not when his fingertips expertly found her throbbing clit. Lindiwe instantly bucked to deepen the pressure, and he swallowed her blissful expire.
Even though his hands continued to pet her, one pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, her dress parted down the front. Helping his tendrils to remove it, she let him go long enough to unthread her arms from the sleeves before winding them around his neck even tighter.
She ground against his fingers, just as the ties of her panties were loosened. He could’ve used his magic to pull the threads apart like her dress and seam them back together as if nothinghad happened, but she had a feeling he didn’t so she’d shiver when the material traced across her skin as it pulled away.
Weldir broke from the kiss to rub his wetted lips against her throat, and Lindiwe tilted her head back, her own lips parting.
She didn’t care that this was happening out of nowhere, that it was happening so fast, or that she was spiralling so quickly it could have been deemed pathetic. Not when he pressed just right against her clit, and she thought she saw stars in his empty, vast realm of endless night.
She’d needed this for so long. The anger she felt at herself for being so silent drove her to claw at him for more.
There’s more of him than usual.
She was able to scratch her nails across the top half of his back and not feel a hard barrier. She cupped one side of his neck while her fingers dived into his wispy hair.
She wanted more touch, more pleasure, and his tongue dragging across her skin just didn’t feel like enough. Neither did his fingers digging into the heated flesh of her breast, or the drag of his thumb against her nipple. Her arse was feeling unloved, as was the small of her back, and even her sides.
And she swore if he didn’t touch her left breast soon, she’d do it herself just to ease the unbalanced ache in it.
“I-if you bring your dick out, I can grind against it,” she suggested, beyond caring if that was a lewd thing to say. It would free up his hand so it could caress her in other ways.
