But there was one thing he needed to do before they could get started.
Insinuating himself between her thighs, Bard rubbed his cheek against her soft pussy mound.
Makenna moaned weakly and reached down to stroke her fingers through his hair.
“Bard, please—it’s not your tongue I need inside me now!”
“I know, baby girl, I know,” he soothed. “But I have to get you ready before I can take you. Have to lick your soft little pussy a minute so you can stretch for my shaft.”
Then he bent his head and took a long, slow, deliberate taste…
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Makenna moaned softly as the pleasure of his tongue lapping her open pussy washed over her. Goddess his mouth felt so good on her! But even as he sucked her pleasure button into his mouth and teased it gently with his tongue, she knew she needed more. She could feel her body aching for his shaft inside her—begging for his seed to fill her womb.
Weakly, she tugged at his hair.
“Bard, please!” she begged. “I need you inside me—need you so much.”
He gave her one last, slow lick that sent shivers down her spine and then came up to the head of the bed with her.
“All right, baby girl,” he murmured, stroking her cheek. “Do you feel strong enough to be on top? If this is your first time, I want you to be in control.”
“I think so,” Makenna whispered. She was definitely feeling refreshed by the cool bath they’d taken, but she knew that the Ripening Fever could come roaring back at any time, so she needed to take action as soon as possible.
“Good—let’s try it.”
Bard lifted her easily—she would never get over how strong he was!—and put her into the same position he’d caught her in that morning. Goddess, had it only been that morning? It seemed like a lifetime ago to Makenna.
But now she found herself straddling him again, the broad head of his cock sliding against her open pussy.
“All right, baby girl—you ready to try and take me? Take my shaft deep in that tight little pussy?” Bard growled, his hands braced around her hips.
She nearly moaned with need as he slid against her, sending sparks of pleasure through her entire body as the blunt head of his shaft rubbed her aching pleasure bud.
“Yes, Bard,” she managed to gasp. “Yes, I’m ready—so ready to have you inside me!”
“Not all the way, though,” he cautioned, even as he nudged the head and the first thick inch of his shaft into her pussy mouth. “Just to my Bonding Fist—that’s as far as we can go.”
Makenna had no idea why he was saying that, she only knew she needed him in her. With a soft little moan, she sank down further on him, feeling his thickness stretch her inner walls.
It wasn’t like with the awful spreaders the owner of the pleasure house had made her wear on Passion Prime, though. Taking the big warrior inside her didn’t hurt her like those had. Instead, the way he had licked her really did seem to have helped her open for him. She could feel herself stretching but it was a good feeling—not a painful one. In fact, it felt amazing to be so open for her lover, Makenna thought.
All the while, Bard was holding her firmly by the waist and hips, making sure she didn’t hurt herself on his girth. The love and concern she saw in his golden eyes warmed Makenna’s heart even as his thickness inside her made her feel wet and hot and needy.
“Slowly, baby girl—slowly,” he cautioned. “Don’t want to hurt your soft little pussy so just take your time.”
But Makenna was through being slow—she was aching inside for him, aching to be filled with his girth and feel his thick cock deep inside her.
She wiggled against his grip, moaning with need.
“Please, Bard,” she begged. “I need you in me! More—I need more.”
“It’s all right, baby girl, I’ll give you as much as you can handle,” he promised, his deep voice hoarse with desire. “I just don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
Makenna didn’t care if it hurt at that point—the Fever was growing again and she knew if she didn’t feel him coming inside her soon, she was going to be in trouble. At last, however, she felt the broad head of his cock nudging against the mouth of her womb. He had bottomed out inside her—well, almost she thought, as she looked down and saw the swell of his Mating Fist still remained just outside the mouth of her pussy.
A deep desire to have all of him in her swept over Makenna and she started to push down, trying to take the thick Fist inside her as well. But Bard’s hands on her hips stopped her.
“That’s far enough, baby girl,” he gritted, his jaw clenched in concentration. “Can’t let you take my Mating Fist too. If I do, there could be consequences.”