The Priestess and the Thief Kindred Tales 30 - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,66
voice, not wanting to frighten her.
“I would very much like to heal you anywhere you’re hurt, sweetheart,” he told her gently.
“Even…” she bit her lip. “Even my secret spot?”
“Especially your secret spot,” Roke assured her. “If you’d like, I can heal you there now.”
“You can?” She asked, her eyes going wide again.
He nodded.
“All you have to do is spread your thighs for me and let me open your soft little pussy with my fingers. Then I can lap your sweet Goddess pearl and get my tongue deep in your hot little honey well.”
“Oh!” Ellilah looked at him with trepidation. “You want to put your tongue there too? Inside me?”
“Don’t you ache there, too?” Roke asked softly. “Doesn’t your little pussy throb to be filled?”
“I…I guess it does,” she admitted softly.
“Then let me fill it,” Roke told her. “I can’t fill you with my shaft, but I can with my tongue. So spread your thighs and let me in, little priestess. Let me lap open your soft little cunt and tonguefuck you until you feel better.”
“But when will I feel better?” she protested innocently, even as she spread her thighs for him.
Roke was already kneeling beside the bed and arranging her so that her legs were hanging off the side.
“When you come,” he said and leaned down to taste her soft, trembling pussy for the first time.
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Elli gasped at the feeling of the big warrior’s hot, wet tongue sliding between her outer pussy lips and finding her aching core. She had never felt anything like the sensation of him lapping slowly, deeper and deeper into her, slipping his tongue into her inner folds and then laving the aching button of her secret spot.
“Oh!” she gasped, reaching down to slide her fingers through his thick, black hair. “Oh, Roke!”
Her only answer was more licking—the sensation of his tongue sliding delicately around and around her aching button and then slipping down to find the entrance of her honey well.
Elli bucked her hips up as she felt him enter her. His tongue felt different than his fingers had—hotter but still incredibly good.
Shouldn’t be doing this! Shouldn’t be letting him, whispered a guilty little voice in her head.
He’s healing me—that’s all, Elli told herself, pushing back against the guilt that was trying to ruin her pleasure. I have to let him—have to be open enough to let him heal me and make the ache go away!
Feeling somewhat justified, she was able to push the guilty voice away and open herself again to the delicious sensations of the big warrior tonguefucking her deeply.
“Roke! Roke!” she cried, pulling his hair and bucking her hips shamelessly. “Oh Goddess, that feels so…so good. But I need…I want…”
“I know what you need, sweetheart.” He looked up briefly, his eyes half-lidded with lust, his mouth wet with her juices. “You need to come. So just relax and let me bring you all the way—relax and let me make you come.”
“All right, Roke.” Obediently, Elli spread her thighs even wider, ready to give him anything he wanted.
To her surprise, she felt not his tongue but his fingers sliding into her honey well this time.
“Oh!” She looked up at him. “Roke?”
“It’s all right,” he assured her. “Just going to fingerfuck your soft little cunt while I lap your Goddess pearl, sweetheart. It’s the fastest way to make you come and heal that ache you’re feeling.”
“Yes, Roke,” she whispered, bucking her hips a little, to help him penetrate her more deeply. “If…if you say so.”
“I do, little priestess,” he growled softly. “So just lay back and let me make you come. Let me heal your soft little pussy.”
Then he bent forward and sucked her secret spot between his lips, lapping it over and over with the tip of his tongue until Elli gasped and fishtailed under his hot mouth.
Her orgasm wasn’t long in coming after that. As the big warrior thrust into her with two long, strong fingers and sucked and lapped her Goddess pearl, Elli felt that by-now-familiar wire in her belly snap and a heart-pounding flood of pleasure washed over her in a heated rush that made her toes curl and her entire body stiffen.
“Oh yes! Yes, Roke—yes!” she heard herself chanting as she bucked against his tongue. “Yes, yes, right there—right there—yes!”
Roke rode out her orgasm, lapping and thrusting deep in her pussy, making Elli cry and beg as she rode his tongue and fingers shamelessly. It felt so good—even better than the orgasm she’d given herself the night before—and she