“Neiryn,” she said as his fingers contracted inside her.
“Again.”
“Neiryn,”she moaned, her thighs tensing and releasing as his hand slowly, unhurriedly, worked her.
“Tell me how much you need me.” His mouth closed on her just above the collar, and she felt his teeth against her skin.
“I need you to make me come, Neiryn. I need you inside me. Please, I want you—”
Her voice broke, and she closed her eyes as her climax burned through her, choking her with pleasure.
When she opened her eyes, he was staring down at her, rapt. “By the gods, you are beautiful,” he said. “I love watching you come. I would do this every day if you let me.” He withdrew his fingers from her, and Kadaki stared as he lifted them to his mouth and languidly licked them clean. Something inside her felt like it was melting and boiling at the same time as she watched his tongue sweep slowly over each digit.
Her mouth felt dry. She wet her lips before she spoke. “I would happily let you do this as often as you like.” She frowned. “But we can’t keep sneaking away every day. People will catch on eventually.”
Neiryn’s smile faded. “Rhian knows about us,” he said.
“You told her?”
“She found out.”
“Are you in danger?”
He shook his head. “It’s technically not permitted, but no, there’s no danger.” He looked at her for a long moment. “We could just stop hiding,” he said. “We could just be together. Let everyone else think what they will.”
If they did that, the other Ysurans and the miners would take notice. Eventually everyone in town would hear about it.
They wouldn’t understand about her and Neiryn’s history. She’d look like a fully cowed woman, first made into the elves’ mage-slave and then made into their whore. No one would understand how they cared for each other. They’d either imagine him holding her down while he fucked her, or they’d imagine her willingly submitting to their enemies.
“I can’t do that,” Kadaki said.
Neiryn was silent. His thumb stroked her hand, which he was still holding. She couldn’t see him well enough in the dark to discern the subtleties of his expression.
“That’s probably for the best,” he said after a while. He stretched out beside her on the rock, one leg bent at the knee. His legs were too long for the stone, and his foot dipped into the water.
“Aren’t you going to…?” Kadaki glanced down at his waist. His cock was still half hard, slowly softening.
“No.”
She peered over at him. “Why not?”
“I don’t want to,” he said simply.
She frowned. “Because you think I’m not ready?”
“No.”
“Have I… Have I done something wrong?”
“No.”
“What about—Will you let me use my mouth on you?”
A blonde brow quirked up in interest. But he said, “No.”
She pulled her hand away from his. “I don’t understand.”
“This is upsetting you,” he said, his voice falling a little. “You’re going to be angry with me if I don’t complete intercourse with you?”
