I am the blister that bursts in your boot! [RHI!] [M]

[Aeytrious]

        As Einin's spasms increased, the hand gripping her ass pressed her down harder onto Ryk. He kept his other hand working her clit, as it was trapped between them anyhow, and bit her bottom lip to mix just a bit of pain into her pleasure. He always enjoyed the contrast himself, and through experience, had found that Einin seemed to as well, though in moderation.
        Ryk lifted his hips in opposition of the downward pressure he put on Einin's ass. He ground his pelvis hard against his lover as he pulled his hand free. Dripping with their mingled fluids, he put a wet slap on the other side of her ass, squeezed hard, and then slid his hand down to slip two fingers in against his cock. Ryk used his grip on Einin's overstuffed pussy, to move her up and down his cock. His thumb pressed against her puckering ass, massaging it, but not quite slipping inside, as it pulsed from the pleasure coursing through her. He'd touched her there when she'd spent the night at his home, and she'd been trepidatious, but willing to explore something new. It showed how much she trusted him, and to not betray that trust he had yet to put anything in her ass without her permission, but she had enjoyed when he licked her there, and this would give her a similar sensation.

[Rhindeer]

It was almost too much, almost more than she could bear, the pleasure so intense Einin hardly knew what to do with herself as rather than let up, Ryk only increased his ministrations. She sobbed with pleasure and clutched Ryk's shoulders hard, squirming helplessly on his cock as he stroked her through her orgasm, but her cries were soon muffled by his fierce kiss and sharp bite.

She yelped against his lips, but it was a surprised sound more than a pained one. Einin didn't like much pain in her lovemaking, but she found a little roughness oddly...arousing. Just that little hint of primal power and fierceness, of possessing her completely, thrilled her all the more. Perhaps it was because she had a hard time letting go of control in her day to day life that she found submitting like this, trusting like this, all the more exciting.

She yelped again at Ryk's spank, body jerking, but then she was digging her nails into him anew and sucking in a sharp breath when he slid his fingers into her alongside his cock. Her eyes flew open in surprise and she clung hard to him, burying her face against his neck to muffle the near scream that left her as he began to move her. It hurt just a little at first, that extra bit of stretching, but it passed fast and soon she was rocking with him, her sex squeezing his fingers and cock tightly, and between that and the finger she felt lightly massaging her ass--something she never in her life thought she'd enjoy...

Gods, she didn't even know how to handle it.

"R-Ryk!" she cried out, voice rising in pleasure, no longer even thinking or caring about who might hear, if anyone. She clutched him tightly as she rode him, grinding her clit against his pelvis and sobbing her enjoyment as he filled her so completely, hitting spots inside her she hadn't known existed and sending pleasure radiating through her body until that was all she knew. "Oh gods, oh gods, Ryk, I'm...I can't...!"

She came again, the force of it rendering her breathless as she curled against him and trembled uncontrollably.

[Aeytrious]

        With Einin's shuddering orgasm, Ryk could no longer contain his own. He burst inside her, filling her with his hot spunk. If this were an effort to make a child, their simultaneous climax would have been perfectly timed. As things were, the concurrent peaks brought them closer, made their bodies warm with equal pleasure and desire. Ryk slowed his movements, he wrapped his arms around Einin, and just kissed her. Slow, soft kisses. Soon his thrusting stopped, and his fingers brushed along his lovers back, in a gentle caress. He hummed his content against Einin's mouth, then cautiously rose, lifting his lover off of his slowly deflating penis.
        Ryk's strength and agility allowed him to maneuver Einin onto her side, her back against his chest. He put his arm over her and caressed her soft breasts, the touch of her soft nipples against his fingers renewing his arousal. He pressed in tight against her, his throbbing erection pressing into the cleft of her firm buttocks. Ryk pressed his lips against Einin's neck, kissing her, nibbling, licking. His hand slid down her abdomen, briefly pausing to play with her navel and stroke her tight stomach. All the workouts had stolen the soft body, he'd first held. She was a warrior now, still green, but a weapon none the less. Her greater stamina was reflected in her ability to keep up with him in bed, and he wasn't complaining, but he missed the soft, innocent Einin. The fleeting thought passed, and his hand continued to glide down.
        Quickly reaching Einin's swollen clit, Ryk's fingers stroked genlty before he slid them between her legs. Not all of his come had been trapped by her tight cunt, and it drippled out of her as he spread her legs apart and shifted his cock from between her ass cheeks, to press against her wet opening. He didn't thrust it into her yet, he just kept it there, pressed against her, only a tiny motion away from sliding inside. He moved his hand back up to her breasts, while pushing his other arm under her to get his hand to her clit. He massaged her sex, and her tits, while kissing her neck, moving his hips just enough to tease the tip of his cock into her, all the while continuing to hum his pleasure.

[Rhindeer]

When Ryk maneuvered her to her side, Einin let him, flopping over bonelessly as though the strength had been leeched from her. And in a lot of ways, it had; she was already exhausted, and all this activity certainly wasn't helping!

Panting for breath, she stretched out and cuddled back against him, but she was still the furthest thing from relaxing, even though the tension had drained from her. It was difficult to relax when her body was still warm and tingly with desire; it was difficult to relax when Ryk's hands were gliding over her body, her breasts. She sighed with pleasure, shivering as he kissed and nibbled her neck, wriggling her hips as she felt his cock come to rest against her bottom. And as his hand slid from her her breasts to her abdomen and lower, she sucked in her belly with anticipation before letting her breath out in a moan when his fingers touched her clit, and she gladly opened her legs as he prompted her.

And then, Kia, she was in paradise all over again.

Einin gulped down a sharp breath as he stroked her with his fingers and cock, her body still wonderfully sensitive from her previous climaxes and invitingly slick--and the teasing only aroused her more. She whimpered, pressing her ass back against him to try to take him inside her, and she gasped as the head sank into her, though she could go no further from this angle.

But two could play the teasing game, for she worked with what she had and began to rock her hips, sliding off of him before taking him in, body tight with the pleasure of their almost fucking, of repeating that initial penetration again and again, and the pleasure of his fingers and lips, as she felt possessed by every part of him.

"Ryyyk..." she whined, her breath hitching and movements growing more urgent, because as good as the teasing felt, she wanted him inside her. She grabbed at his arm, needing something to hold onto as she squirmed restlessly, hating and loving that he could take her at any moment, that he was so close, and that he wasn't. "Ryk...fuck me..."

And her fingers tightened on his arm, her face going red, as the lewd words tumbled out before she even realized what she was saying.

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk needn't be told twice. He pressed his cock forward, using his fingers to help guide it inside Einin. As he slid into her, Ryk let out a small moan of delighted pleasure. He wasted no time with gentle strokes, thrusting vigorously from the start. His bared teeth bit into Einin's soft flesh, a change from his soft kisses. He pinched and pulled at one of her hard little nipples, then squeezed her tits somewhat roughly. He'd been a little rough with her before, but not quite to this extent, so he kept it brief.  Continuing his quick thrusts into her wet slit, his fingers glid across her in a gentle caress. The stark difference to the rough treatment he'd briefly given her, would enhance the tingling sensations. He sucked in cool breaths across her neck, then breathed out gently across her ear.
        In a breathy whisper Ryk spoke into Einin's ear, "I hope this pleases you."

[Rhindeer]

Einin didn't have to beg much. No sooner had the words escaped her when Ryk thrust into her, and she yelped with equal parts pleasure and surprise when he took her hard straight out of the gates. She grabbed at his arm with one hand and gripped at the blankets with the other, needing something to cling to--and she cried out sharply when he bit her.

He'd been a little rough before, of course, but the intensity of this was new. It hurt. Not badly, but enough to be uncomfortable and make her tense up, a thread of panic shooting through her accompanied by arousal. She whimpered, her nails digging into Ryk's arm hard, and froze up for a moment. It wasn't Ryk. It was just the timing. And for a second the pain, the bite to her shoulder, brought her back to a darker moment when she'd been torn into in earnest and threatened with lewd things.

For a moment she felt truly vulnerable and powerless, something that usually aroused her and still did now, but this time also scared her--but then Ryk was stroking her gently even as he thrust hard, and the moment passed. She let out a breathless gasp, shivering, for a second confused by what her mind and body were telling her, but she also didn't want him to actually stop, and found herself wanting more of it.

Good pain, she'd called it. Pain she could control. Pain she knew would stop if she asked. Pain mixed with pleasure to take away the bad. Maybe it didn't work that way, maybe it wasn't that simple, but it made sense to her in the moment.

She twisted a little, grabbing for his hair, and gave him a rough kiss, teeth nipping hard at his lip. "Harder."

[Aeytrious]

        Harder Ryk could do. He'd always been careful about where the line was with the fragile innocence that Einin had about sex. Nothing too taboo, nothing too rough. When he'd run his tongue up the crack of her ass, swirling it around, and rimming her, she'd been unsure and hesitant. In the end she'd given in to the pleasure it gave her. She'd never before asked for things to be rough though. He'd tossed her around a bit and bit her, but had always kept things playful. He knew that it was likely due to her recent brush with death, so he made a mental note to keep an eye out for signs that it was too much.
        To start, Ryk began thrusting even harder than he already had been. He gripped her hair close to the scalp and slowly increased the pressure of his pull. He used that grip to twist her mouth to meet his, and he kissed her roughly. He bit her bottom lip hard enough that it would likely welt, but not break the skin. He then pulled out of her and roughly turned her onto her back. He pulled her legs wide and stabbed his cock back into her wet cunt, and began slamming into her with abandon. While thrusting he tore two long strips from his sheet. He tied one end of each around Einin's ankles. He then lifted her legs high and slid the fabric sheets around his headboard. He handed the other ends of the improvised restraints to Einin.
        "Hold these," he told her, then kissed her hard on the mouth again. Ryk's hands kept free by having Einin hold her own legs up, he was able to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples while continuing his fucking. His pace continued to increase, their bodies slapping together, mingling juices splashing onto the bed clothes. As rough and fast as he was going, even Ryk had a limit to how much he could hold back.
        With a rough groan he slammed his pelvis hard against Einin's, falling forward against her. He pulled the restraints from her hands, letting her legs fall around him as he ground down into his clit. His tongue sought the inside of her mouth with a frenzy as his hot semen filled Einin's pussy. Little moans escaped him, as he basked in the pleasure of their coupling, but he was far from done. Now that she'd asked to really be fucked, he wasn't going to let up now. He reached for a potion and took a slight taste, just enough to renew his stamina. He dribbled some onto Einin's lip, and the swelling quickly lessened.
        Ryk then moved to reposition his lover, flipping her onto her stomach. "Hands and knees baby," was all he said to her as he helped her get propped up. He gripped her ass tightly with one hand as he rubbed his quickly re-inflating cock between her cheeks. As soon as he was fully erect again, Ryk pushed into Einin's swelling sex. She'd likely need a taste of the elixer to go much more. He reached over to grab it again, and pressed it to her lips. Once he'd replaced it on the night table, he grabbed both of Einin's ass cheeks roughly and spread them so he could get deeper into her pussy. He slapped against her roughly, thrusting deep and hard into her. He'd fuck her until she collapsed with exhaustion. Once she was spent, he'd wind down and fill her with his seed again. He wasn't sure that would be the end either though.

[Rhindeer]

Pleasure. Pain. The two blended together into a strange cacophony of sensation until Einin couldn't tell where one began and the other ended as the line between them blurred and then faded. He fucked her roughly and it hurt, yet she heard herself crying out in pleasure with each slap of his pelvis into hers, still squirmed beneath him and begged for more with her moans and her body, and she still held the makeshift restraints when he handed them to her--a thing that would have normally mortified her, to be so exposed and shamelessly spread like that.

Yet, right then, she didn't care. She felt like she was floating, both there and not there, a strange sort of dizzy ecstasy gripping her that both aroused and frightened her at the controlled violence of it all. She'd asked for it though, because she wanted it, and wanted to forget, and yet soon it was more than she could bear--

And more than she was ready for, as much as she thought she was. As much as she thought--hoped--one could just carve away or fuck away the trauma, as much as she wanted his bruises on her, his bite-marks on her, his body reclaiming her in all the ways she'd been threatened with, but on her terms...

It was too much, too soon, and she was already too exhausted and emotionally fragile.

Ryk flipped her onto her belly, and she collapsed with her face pressed against her arms, sobbing with pleasure as he pounded into her with an audible slap, and then suddenly she was sobbing for real, her body trembling from exertion and distress as that strange, euphoric state she'd gone into gave way to reality. She was so close to release, painfully close, but it was too much, too intense, and quite abruptly it was scary as she felt the control she'd been seeking slip from her grasp.

She felt helpless. Vulnerable. Powerless. And soon she was shivering and reaching behind herself with one hand, grabbing for Ryk.

"W...wait...stop..."

[Aeytrious]

        Einin was sobbing with pleasure, and then it changed. As she was reaching back, whimpering for Ryk to stop, he was already slipping out of her. He knew what had happened, had seen whores that had been beaten, raped, and worse, that broke down.
        Ryk grabbed the hand Einin reached back with and pulled her up, turning her to face him. He wrapped his arms around her, pressing his lips to the top of her head. He rocked her gently in his embrace, whispering reassurances.
        "My beautiful little bird," Ryk whispered, "you're safe with me now. Never again will I take my eyes off of you." He kissed her crying eyes, getting her tears all over his face, and smiled at her lovingly. Together they gently fell to the bed. Thoughts of their sex evaporating from his mind, all Ryk wanted was to keep her safe. He'd lie there with her, as long as she needed. The Soot Wolves could wait, even Dylanna could wait. Einin needed his strength now.

[Rhindeer]

Einin curled up with Ryk, sobbing into his kisses but gradually calming, the more they just laid together, the more he just held and assured her. She clung to him, trembling, and struggled to just focus on the present, on being here. Here, in Ryk's arms, safe. She was with Ryk, in his bed, deep in Soot Wolf territory. She was okay. And yet her body and brain were at odds with one another as adrenaline raced through her and her heart pounded with remembered terror.

It had barely been a day since her rescue, and she was trying so hard to force herself to be okay that...well...

That wasn't helping matters any.

"I'm sorry," she muttered into his shoulder when she was calm enough to speak, sniffling, guilt pouring in alongside the panic because now she'd ruined this moment, ruined what was supposed to be fun and happy and life-affirming and beautiful. Had she just freaked him out now? Breaking down like that out of nowhere? The thought brought fresh tears to her eyes, the thought that she had ruined what would probably be their last moment like this.

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk hadn't wanted to admit it aloud. He did not want to say it. He felt it though, and this was the right time for it. It had to be done. As painful and confusing as it would be. Einin needed it, and so did he.
        "Don't you apologize," Ryk said. He stroked Einin's hair, kissed the top of her head, and said the words he dreaded most of all. "I love you."
        "You hear me little bird," Ryk asked, tipping Einin's face up to look in his eyes. "I love you. It may be impossibly complicated, and it may be a weakness my enemies will try to exploit, but I will not lie to you. I love you." He kissed her forehead, and then the tip of her nose, and then gave her trembling lips a little peck.
        "If our lives were different," Ryk began, "our meeting, our relationship, would all be different. Perhaps we would have ended up together, married and miserable. I can't imagine how it would have turned out if I were not two men and you not two women." He gave Einin a sad, longing look. Then he hugged her fiercely.
        "I can't imagine Ryk or Rufus loving anyone as fiercely as I love you. It's only because I am both that I have come to know you as I have, and come to love you." Ryk kissed Einin's eyes and wiped her tears away.
        "You are a beautiful and amazing woman," Ryk told his young lover. "I wish that I could marry you, and fill you full of babies." He gave her perhaps his most genuine smile then.
        "You will make a great knight Einin," Ryk said, his smile making the words sound especially happy, "but you will be an amazing mother."

[Rhindeer]

Ryk's words made her breath stop. At first Einin didn't think she'd heard him right, but then he tilted her head so she met his eyes, and he said the words that broke her heart.

I love you.

No, no, no, no. Why was he telling her this now? All of this. It would have been easier, so much easier, to keep it all inside herself like a secret, to deal with unrequited feelings--there would be some kind of peace in that, at least. Some kind of closure, in knowing he just didn't feel that way for her. But her chest ached with each new word he spoke, each repetition of those three words, and when he kissed her, and finally hugged her, she curled in against him and squeezed him so tightly she could barely breathe.

"You weren't supposed to tell me that," she said, voice catching on a sob, fresh tears hot against his skin. "You're not supposed to say that, you bastard. You could have said it weeks ago..."

And if he had--if she had--would it have changed anything?

"I-I gave myself to you," Einin said, a sick feeling curling in her belly. Children. Motherhood. All things that would be expected of her, but things she could not share with him. "I can't imagine doing...any of this, with anyone else. I don't want to be with anyone else. I--" And she blinked back more tears, feeling stupid and childish, the flights of fancy of a young girl, but wasn't that how it was supposed to go? He was her first. Her first love, her first kiss. She'd given him her heart, given him her body, her virginity. How could she love anyone else? Touch anyone else? The thought made her feel frightened and dirty, because if she couldn't marry him, she'd be forced to marry another, and...

How could she do that?

She didn't want to. And she didn't want to give up what she had with Ryk. The thought of never kissing him again made her chest tighten, and the thought of him kissing and loving another woman, touching her the way he'd touched her, making love to her as he'd done with her, made a fresh sob catch in her throat. Would he tell her the same things he'd told her? Call her beautiful like he'd told her so many times? Laugh into her hair and kiss away her tears and hold her as she fell asleep?

It wasn't fair. None of it was fair.

"I wanted you," she said, burying her face against his chest to hide her tears. "I was just too stupid to admit it. And now...fuck..." She didn't want to say it. She probably didn't even have to, but saying it would only make her feel worse. And yet, if she didn't, she may never get the chance again.

"I love you," she said, wiping at her eyes. "I...I have for a while. I just never...I was scared you didn't, and..." Another breath, and a bitter laugh. "Fuck."

[Aeytrious]

        "I know my sweet, I know." Ryk let out a long sigh. He wanted this young woman to be his, and knew that he would feel jealous of any man Einin chose. He loved Dylanna deeply, and they had a son together. If this was that far away desert country, he'd marry them both. That would solve the problem he was now having.
        "The truth is simple, you have my heart. As complicated as that makes our lives now, I can't deny my love for you." Ryk paused, kissing the top of Einin's head. "We'll figure something out. Your training must continue, and I refuse to give up our friendship, as strange as it will be. Just because I don't take you to my bed, doesn't mean I can't still love you, and care for you in any way I can. You are my heart. Not anyone else. I love you Einin. I will never abandon you." He let out another sigh.
        "I was so looking forward to seeing you round with our child. In another life perhaps."

[Rhindeer]

That was...comforting, in a weird way. It was comforting knowing he wanted to maintain their friendship, that he'd still be in her life--comforting, and heartbreaking, knowing she'd still have him, but just not in the way she wanted. Kia help her. This was why she'd been so afraid of getting involved in the first place. She should have heeded the warnings. She never should have let herself fall in love, should have never opened herself up, made herself vulnerable, and let herself live that fairytale.

She wouldn't make that mistake again, she decided.

Her breath came out a shudder as she fought back more tears, as his words fell on her heart like punches, one after the next. "I-I don't wanna lose you," she mumbled into his shoulder. "As long as you stay my...my...friend..." Gods, it was difficult to say it. Hearing it from him was bad enough. Saying it herself lent it finality. "...I think it'll...it'll be okay?" Her voice wavered, and she wiped again at her eyes, pausing and taking a deep breath past the tightness in her throat.

"I love you. I don't know how to stop that. And...and I dunno how...how to act or...gods. I don't know how to go back to how things were before and...and...fuck. We were supposed to be enemies."

It would have been easier for a hundred different reasons.

Fighting back another fresh sob, she sucked it down with a deep breath and squeezed him again, afraid to let go. "I'm sorry," she murmured, and kissed his chest. "I...know I kinda messed things up a bit ago, but...but I still want you." She took another deep breath. "We won't be able to be like this again after tonight, will we? So I...I dunno...can I at least have you until morning? One more day?"

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk kissed the top of Einin's head, the tip of her nose, and then gently on the lips. He stroked his fingers through her hair, his soft smile, warm, as he looked into his young lovers eyes. His fingers danced down her back, the light caress bringing goosebumps to her naked skin. Tracing her spine to the cleft of her butt, he swirled his fingertips across her ass before giving it a little pat.
        "We are here together, and none of the rest of the world matters until you're ready for it to." Ryk whispered the words against Einin's lips before kissing her again, a bit more deeply. "I'm ready when you are little bird," he told her, "I'll leave you in control this time my love."

[Rhindeer]

Einin let out a soft, bitter laugh at that. "What if I'm never ready?" she asked, shivering under his caresses, before she rolled on top of Ryk and lightly straddled his hips. She brought their sexes together, grinding slowly against his cock, but didn't take him inside her just yet. She wasn't yet ready; she still wanted him, and badly, but after her small breakdown she had to build the arousal back up, too--

Which wouldn't take long, as she rubbed his cock against her clit and shuddered at the little spikes of pleasure.

"What if I...what if I don't want the world to matter again?" she breathed, and leaned in to lay against his chest, hips still slowly moving as she pressed little kisses to his shoulders, his neck, his chest.

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk continued to trace his fingers along Einin's body as she ground her clit against his throbbing erection. Each of her little kisses sent a chill through his body, enhancing the pleasure his lover was giving him. When her face drew near to his, he would kiss it, taking tastes of her lips when he was able. He left her in control of the entire situation though, letting her build up her own arousal. She'd take him inside her when she was ready.
        "You'll want to return to the world," Ryk said, "once you remember all the people out there that you care about, your desire to be a knight."
        Ryk's words were soft and slow, not wanting to shift Einin's mood too drastically. He liked what she was doing, and when he stopped talking, he let out a little moan of satisfaction. He was finding it difficult not to take control and just fuck her hard and fast. He wanted her so badly. It was important that she had the opportunity to work through this at her own pace though. So he held himself in check. His hands did wander down to her ample bottom. Ryk gripped Einin's ass in his hands, massaging it to the rhythm of her motions.
        "Oh how I'm going to miss this round ass. It's the best one these hands have ever felt."

[Rhindeer]

"Goddammit," Einin breathed, and bit his neck a little sharper than usual. "You don't always have to be right, you know."

Because it was true. She cared, and cared too much, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hide away forever. She would have to return, and she would want to, and she had dreams and goals she couldn't let die. But right now she wanted to be selfish and didn't want to care. She wanted to just...stay here. Where she felt safe and wanted, even though she knew she could never have what she wanted--a desire she'd admitted far too late.

She felt the bitterness welling up in her chest again, but she drove it away as his hands found her ass, and let out a breathy moan as she found the perfect rhythm for her grinding. She let out a little snort at his words. "THE best? Ever?"

He'd touched a lot of asses, after all.

Lifting her hips finally, when her rocking had her dripping with more than Ryk's seed, she reached and angled his cock against her sex, then slid down onto him slowly, her breath held as he stretched her, before she let it out in a shuddering moan as, finally, she sat in his lap, filled to the brim with his cock. She met his eyes, her face flushed with pleasure, and cracked a crooked, sad smile.

"Gonna miss this cock," she said, and reddened a little more at her usage of the word. "It's the best I've ever had."

And she stuck her tongue out at him, using humor to lessen the pain, before she began to roll her hips, and pleasure lessened that ache, as well. Her movements were slow but deliberate, back and forth and then little rolling circles, building that passion, enjoying him for as long as she could, and soon her body relaxed and her lips parted with little moans and whimpers. She rested her hands on his chest and then leaned in to capture his lips with hers, tongue exploring and tasting as she kept rocking slowly.

[Aeytrious]

        Ryk was enjoying watching Einin's young body rock and bounce and swivel, feeling the slickness drip out of her. She soon took his full length inside of her, and then made an adorable face, tongue stuck out like a child. Her mood was lightening again, Ryk could feel her tension melting away. As Einin continued riding, Ryk's hands wandered again. Her nipples were quickly standing erect from his stroking and pinching, and he kneaded her breasts with his calloused warrior hands.
        Einin's beauty was like a balm. The stress of being The Red Wolf felt trivial and distant as Ryk watched his lover rotate her hips. A gentle hand on her back drew Einin closer as Ryk leaned up to put his mouth to her perky little breasts. He swirled his tongue around one nipple, then the other, enjoying the experience of tasting her. After the bath, the perfumes of the soaps made her smell sweet. The sweat of vigorous sex put a bit of salt on Einin's skin. The underlying flavor that was uniquely Einin was enhanced by these additions, and Ryk found himself hungry to taste more. Soon he was sitting completely up, still letting Einin control the speed of her ride, while he kissed and sucked and licked her neck and breasts. He made delighted grunts and moans, at both Einin's grinding, as well as the taste of her.

[Rhindeer]

Oh Kia, how she was going to miss this. This heat, this closeness and pleasure and intimacy--all things she had thought she never wanted, could never open herself up to. And yet, with Ryk, she could truly be herself, truly explore without fear or judgment--and she couldn't imagine anyone else touching her as he did.

Einin gasped as Ryk's mouth and hands found her breasts, her hips grinding down against his harder in response, and soon her moans gave way to soft cries as the heat only grew. She tangled her hands in his hair to draw him against her, encouraging him as he tasted her, even as her rocking went from slow to desperate, her legs spreading wider to let him sink in deeper. She bounced in his lap, their bodies slapping together wetly as she rose and fell, wanting to feel every hard inch of him.

Her hands slid down to his shoulders, short nails digging in lightly, and she buried her face against his neck. "You...you sure I have to leave?" she breathed out, a sharp moan leaving her as she plunged back down.