Mathiras (Corsair Brothers 4)

She cries out again, rocking against my face, and I decide I should stay there a while. I add suction, pressing my tongue gently against the spots where she seems the most sensitive and rougher where she’s not. Her hips jerk again, as if she’s seeking out something more, and I get the hint. I slowly press a finger into her core, like I did before, and pump in and out of her. She’s impossibly tight, so I add a second finger and try to delicately stretch her. We’re not doing more than this tonight, but at some point, she’s going to want to take my cock, and I’d give anything for it not to hurt her.

If it means I finger her for a month straight, then I will gladly make such a sacrifice.

“Oh!” she cries as I press my two fingers inside of her. “I…that feels better. I’m close.” She makes a soft whimpering sound. “I’m so close, Matty.”

I move my tongue faster against the buds, releasing the suction and switching to licking instead.

Immediately she cries out, shaking her head. “No! Go back to what you were doing before! Don’t slow down!”

I bite back a laugh because she sounds so indignant, as if I just robbed her of her orgasm. Instead, I swap back to what I did before, mouthing and sucking on her as my fingers slowly work in and out. She’d mentioned not to slow down, so I keep a steady pace as she makes needy little sounds against me, her hips twitching and arching against my mouth.

“Oh!” Helen cries again, loud enough to echo in the room. “Oh. OH!” Her hands fist in my hair and she mashes my face, holding it into place as she quivers around my fingers. “OH MATTY!”

I’m a little shocked (and pleased) at how loud she is when she comes. Her legs jerk and clench up, as if she’s trying to close them, but I push my face in deeper, still sucking and working her convulsing cunt as she comes. She squeals again, the sound making my balls tighten in response, and I realize just how badly I’m aching for her as she quivers and a fresh glut of juices washes over her cunt. This time I lift my head, moving my tongue over her to clean her as she pants and comes down from her climax.

Several moments pass before Helen makes a breathless, sated little sound. “I think I pulled out some of your hair,” she whispers.

“You didn’t.” I lift my head to grin up at her. Even if she did, the pain is nothing compared to the tight ache in my groin. “You were magnificent, love.”

The look on her face turns downright dreamy. “That was amazing. I think I like your mouth better there than when we kiss.”

I laugh, because that’s a very Helen thing to say. I press another kiss to the inside of her thigh and then gently ease my fingers out of her still-quivering body and slip them up to my mouth to lick them clean of her sweet taste. She watches me, fascinated, the back of her hand pressed to her cheek like a maiden on one of the human books that sometimes drifted through Zoey’s quarters.

She sighs again, looking blissed out. “Oh wow. We need to do that all the time.”

“I think that’s a fair deal.” I kiss the inside of her knee, since her legs are still charmingly splayed open, as if she’s boneless. “I’m glad it met with your approval.”

Helen smiles drowsily up at me, and then jerks upright, nearly crashing into my horns. “Oh! Matty! Can I do the same to you?” Her mouth forms a little O. “Would it feel as good for you if I did that? If I put my mouth all over your cock?”

Now I’m the one that’s surprised. “Helen…you don’t have to. This isn’t about me demanding my turn.”

“I know. You’d never demand your turn.” She sits up, sliding her legs away and then gets to her feet, crawling out of bed only to turn around and put her hands on my shoulders. “But I’m demanding my turn with you. Can I do that to you? Or do we need to go to the showers?”

“I…we don’t need to go to the showers, no.” Gods, I am a weak male, because the thought of her wanting to taste me has me throbbing and fully erect, more than I was just a moment ago. “I just want to state again that it’s not necessary—”

“Hush,” she tells me, and reaches for the auto-fastener at the neck of my bodysuit. “I like touching your cock. I like kissing you. Now I get to do both at once.” Her eyes are filled with excitement. “You’ll tell me if I do something you don’t like, right?”