Page 103 of Across an Endless Sea

Am I so obvious?

“You were perfect,” Jaro reassures me. “Beautiful. Next time, I want all of the sounds you make. Don’t hold them back.”

He says it with a finality that makes me think he’s telling me this is the end of our little tryst. I feel completely and utterly spent, but I’m also really aware that neither of them has received anything in return.

“But what about you both?” I ask, biting my lip once again. “You haven’t… uh…”

When I was in the mortal realm, sex wasn’t considered finished until the man had spent himself. Is that true here? I haven’t done anything to pleasure them, and the selfishness of that hits me.

“I want to return the favour,” I insist, then hesitate. “Though… I don’t know how.”

The admission is soft with shame. They haven’t minded my inexperience so far, but I wonder if they regret it now. The two of them have played my body like an instrument, hitting every pleasure spot with touches that speak of experience I just don’t have.

Lore’s fingers are still inside me, wringing tiny waves of pleasure from my already satisfied body, and I haven’t made a single effort to reciprocate.

“Rosie,” Jaro murmurs. “Pleasing you is enough for us. Believe me, watching your pussy drench Lore’s fingers is the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen.”

He sounds sincere, but I still don’t like it. “Please?” I whisper, staring into his eyes. “Please, teach me what you like? I want to know what it’s like to go all the way—only if you want to, of course. I’m curious.” I hesitate, only dropping my stare when the intensity between us becomes too much.

That doesn’t help, of course, because my eyes land on my own naked body. I blush even more.

I want to know what it’s like to join my body with someone else’s. I’ve wondered for years with absent curiosity, but now it’s a pressing need to know.

Kitarni said soon my fever will hit, and I’ll be consumed by needing my Guard. Needing sex. She made it sound amazing, like it was something exciting to be enjoyed.

Jaro hasn’t moved, and I grimace. Doubtless, I’ve made a fool of myself again.

If this is over, I should find some clothes. Although it felt scandalous and decadent to be bare before the two of them at first, it’s now adding to the sense of shame that’s heating my ears.

Jaro coughs, drawing my gaze back to him just in time to see his jerky half-nod. “All right.”

Lore frowns, looking at him with confusion. “This wasn’t the plan.”

There’s no judgement or reticence in the redcap’s tone—in fact, his eagerness is plain in his face. I can understand why he’s befuddled, because I didn’t expect that change of heart either.

The wolf shifter’s hands reach for the bottom of his shirt. With one great tug that shows off far too many of his muscles, he pulls it over his head and discards it on the floor. He unlaces his own trousers and drags them off just as quickly, leaving him completely bare.

All at once, I remember why I was nervous, but Jaro doesn’t take Lore’s place in front of me like I expect him to.

“Touch me,” he invites. “Go at your pace. Lore will get you ready for me.”

Raising myself up onto my elbows, I examine his body like he did mine. The smattering of soft hair on his chest is so tempting, and I reach forwards to pet it, brushing a finger lightly over his nipple, watching his face to see if that affects him like it did me.

“Harder, Rosie,” he murmurs. “I’m not soft like you.”

I repeat the motion, this time scraping lightly with my nail, and he hisses out a breath.

“Play with my nipples whenever you like,” Lore calls, his fingers pushing deeper, drawing a soft gasp from me as he reawakens the fire in my exhausted body. “I’ll even get them pierced if you want.”

Blinking, because I’m not sure what to make of that offer, I continue exploring Jaro, trailing my fingers along the lines of his abs. How much training must he do to be so well defined? There’s a V beneath that leads over his hips, and I follow it to his thighs, deliberately avoiding the way his imposing manhood bobs as I approach.

I asked for this, I remind myself, I won’t back out now. Taking a deep breath, I let my hand wrap around the length of him.

My fingers don’t meet; he’s so big. The skin is velvet soft, but he’s hard at the same time… A contradiction I love.

“Stroke his cock,” Lore encourages. “Tighten your fist. That’s right, pet. It’ll feel so good.”

I do as he says, gripping Jaro’s cock with my hand and stroking all the way to the tip and back down again. At first, he stiffens, and I worry that I’m doing it wrong, but the bond between us echoes with his pleasure, reassuring me.

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