Page 11 of His Little Ametrine
I glance down at his cock and lower my hands to wrap around his enormous erection. “How do you know so much about sex then?” I guess I can shed my jealousy now. Sheesh.
“Videos. Books. Every kind of educational material we can get our hands on. We arrive here prepared to please our mates.”
I chuckle, a deep sound that surprises me. “I’d say your educational material is pretty spot on then.” I stroke my fingers up and down his shaft, loving the way his jaw clenches. “So, I’m the first woman to touch your cock?”
“Yes, Baby girl,” he breathes out.
“And I’ll be the first to suck it, too?” I tease.
Chapter Five
Raevion
She’s going to kill me. I groan before I grab her around the waist and flip us over so I’m lying on my back and she’s straddling me. It happens so fast that she sways unsteadily. I think I made her dizzy. Her pussy presses against my erection, flattening it to my stomach.
I steady her with my hands on her hips until I’m sure she won’t fall to one side, and then I lift my hands to cup her breasts and flick my thumbs over her gorgeous nipples.
She grins. “I guess if I’m the first woman you’ve seen naked, it doesn’t matter how small my breasts are.”
I draw in a breath and slowly let it out. Can I respond without telling her things she might not be ready to hear? “I’ve seen plenty of breasts, Little one, but it doesn’t matter. It wouldn’t matter if I’d seen two thousand. Yours are the only ones that I care about. The others were just boobs. Clinical to me. Your body is perfection.”
She shivers. I love it when she does that. “You’re delusional.” She rolls her eyes.
I pinch her nipples hard. “Do not talk bad about yourself, naughty girl.”
She arches into my touch. She likes it when I pinch her tits. She’s has a bit of a masochistic side. I’m enjoying it.
“Fate arranged for us to be together. She knows what she’s doing. You’re the first female who has made my cock hard and my mouth water. Everything about you is sexy and exactly what I crave.”
“Even my tattoos?” she whispers.
I release her breasts to trail my fingers along the flowers inked across her shoulders and upper chest. “I love them.” I lower my hands to her nipples again and take a risk. “How do you feel about piercings?”
She shrugs. “I’ve thought about it.”
Blessed angels.
She looks down at where I’m rolling her little buds. “Do you think you’d like it if I pierced my nipples?”
“IknowI will like it, Little one.”
Another shudder. “Little barbells?”
I shake my head. “You’ll wear hoops with gemstones dangling from them. Ametrine I think.” The idea pops into my head, and I know it’s perfect for her.
“Ametrine? What color is that?”
“It’s purple underneath and yellow on top. Your nipples will look amazing wearing them.”
The little buds grow harder as I speak, and she’s panting harder, too. She grips my waist with her knees, and I’m so glad I can smell her growing arousal every time it fills the room. It lets me know she likes my suggestions.
She giggles as if I’m joking. “Hoops with gemstones would be pretty hard to hide from other people, Papi, especially since my tits are so small. Everyone would see them through my shirts.I rarely wear a bra, and I’ve never owned one that would have enough padding to conceal such elaborate piercings.”
Do I tell her?
She stares at her tits back and forth while I play with them. The urge to prick them with my quill is suddenly very strong. I need her nipples in my mouth. I need her to feel the rush of pleasure that I will give her for the rest of her life.
I give a tug on her nipples. “Come here, Baby girl. Bring your tits to my mouth.”
