staying in position on her hands and knees, waiting to see what he wanted her to do. Her heart pounded. He couldn’t deny her now. He just couldn’t.
“My cock is yours then, little naughty kiska.” He rubbed her lips with his cock.
Scarlet didn’t want to give him a chance to change his mind. She licked up the underside of his sac and then over it, lapping at it and then sucking gently. She continued up his shaft and all around it, flicking and stabbing her tongue under the crown of his cock. She loved his cock and she lavished attention on it before she finally began to take it in her mouth. The weight felt perfect on her tongue. The heat, the girth stretching her lips was sexy to her. She loved looking into his strange, crystal-blue eyes.
This was when he allowed her to use her hands and she did so, forming a tight ring and squeezing and then letting go to pump slow, casual pumps while she took more of him into the heat of her mouth. She was good with her tongue, curling it around him, flicking and dancing her way up his shaft. She reached under his sac to softly and gently jiggle and then moved her hand up his shaft in that ring before pumping more of him into her mouth.
He suddenly caught the back of her head by her hair. “Relax for me, little kiska, I’m going to take over and control this for a few minutes. You keep using your tongue and suck hard. Breathe for me and relax. Do you understand? You’re going to take more of me. A little more, that’s all. Just a little. You’re safe with me. When I come, you swallow every single drop. You’re not to waste any of it. To you, it’s very precious. Do you understand?”
She already knew it was. Everything about him was precious to her. Every single thing. His voice seemed to rumble through her, but still, to give up all control was very frightening. She blinked rapidly, keeping eye contact. As long as she was looking into those crystal-blue eyes, she felt as if she had an anchor and she would be able to see if he would watch out for her, keep her safe no matter what, even if he was in the deepest throes of pleasure—and she wanted him there.
His voice softened. Dropped another octave. “Malysh kotenok, you are always safe with me. This is something you have to learn. To always know deep in your soul so that no matter the circumstances, like what happened when the others walked in on us, you have to know I would protect you. That when I give you my word, it is always the truth.”
She tried not to remember what had happened to her when she had been young and inexperienced, with a man who didn’t care, but the thought sometimes edged into her mind. She knew Absinthe was there with her, on that path they forged together there in the library, because he reassured her.
“We will attend parties and all around us there will be others having sex openly. If it is at our clubhouse, we control what goes on. You will be safe. No one will ever touch you. Not only will I look after you, but every one of my brothers and sisters will as well. What happened to you as a young teen was traumatic and will be difficult to overcome, but we can do it together.”
While he spoke in that soft, velvet voice, he rubbed the top of her head gently, petting her, soothing her.
“If we are on a run, that is a more difficult environment and our rules are tighter for a reason. Always, you have to know I will keep you safe. Here, in our home, is where you learn my word is good.”
He waited, never forcing her. She could end their play. She knew that. One word. One gesture and it would stop. She nodded, keeping her gaze fixed on his. Excitement had built with every word he said. She wanted that kind of trust with him. That kind of bond. He was difficult to read, his mind nearly closed to her, other than allowing her to read his intense pleasure and the fact that he was telling her the truth, but now she felt his pride in her, and that stoked the fire between her legs.
The vibrators kicked up a notch, making her breath