Oh Kia, what was happening to her? What had he done to her? And yet even as those questions rose in her mind, she found she wasn't actually worried, more just...intrigued. But more than that, it was like some craving she never knew she had was being satisfied, though sheer inexperience and ignorance left her feeling like she hadn't the slightest idea what she was supposed to do, or what he had planned next.
Her heart beat wildly as his lips found her breasts, her skin flushing despite the cool water, and she moaned and slid her fingers down his back. Gods, that felt good, her body hyper sensitive still, and each flick of his tongue sent tingles clear to her toes. She wanted to grab him tighter, pull him closer, bring her lips close to the soft flesh of his neck—but before she could pursue that thought or action, his lips were on hers and she kissed him eagerly, a little clumsy but hungry for more.
And his promise of better only made her burn hotter.
The plants wrapped around her wrists and ankles again, and turned her, but it wasn't so panic inducing now that she knew what to expect. Finding herself on her hands and knees, she had barely time to register the change when Kheelan's mouth was on her again—and she cried out in surprise and jerked her hips, gasping in pleasure. Gods! She didn't even know that was a thing people did! She struggled weakly, testing her bindings, but it wasn't out of a true desire to escape—but that ended abruptly when his fingers found her clit, and with that one touch, drained her of strength. She was helpless to his touch, squirming and crying out helplessly, and then—oh! Her eyes went wide when she felt something slide into her, her breath catching and hips bucking, and another sharp whimper escaped her when a second finger joined in, stinging a little yet exciting her all the more for it.
That...that was also new.
Kheelan continued, and Adamaris squirmed and whined, each addition more trying than the last, and yet she found herself rocking back against him, pleasure outweighing discomfort, curiosity outweighing trepidation, everything about it feeling right even though she knew she was going too far, that she should never let someone touch her in such a way—and knowing that only made it better.
It very quickly became too much, and when it overwhelmed her again, she let out a shuddering moan and collapsed forward onto her elbows, her entire body weak and trembling and warm and hungry, her blood pumping in her ears, fire in her veins. He grabbed her hair and bit her neck, and a primal spike of pleasure and excitement pooled between her legs, making her squirm restlessly against her bindings. When he finally found her mouth, her returning kiss was hungry, rough, her teeth tugging at his lip.
"Show me," she managed to get out, voice shaky and breathless and eyes bright with desire. She might not know what he had planned, but she knew in her core she wanted all of it. "Please..."