I pull off his cock, tilt my head to the side, and nibble gently at the sac, sucking one large egg into my mouth.
“So…good…”
Returning to his cock, I suck down further, moving faster, applying more pressure, paying attention to how he reacts, so that I might please him better.
“Close…”he growls, his hips jerking back and forth.
Three bobs of my head later, his cock throbs as he releases into my mouth.
I try to swallow it all down, but he comes endlessly, overflowing my mouth and splashing onto my breasts.
I can’t believe I did this. I made Ramsey lose his mind.
The strange pulse livens between my thighs again, greedy to be further claimed.
But Ramsey has given no indication that he wants anything more than a quick release.
Finally, he pulls me off his cock, and for a long moment, looks at me, his expression deadpan, his eyes studying.
Without a word, he grabs a cloth and cleans me. Then he lifts me, bringing me to his bed.
My heart races in my chest as he climbs in next to me, because I don’t know what this is, and that scares me.
He sighs contently, his hand finding my breasts, toying with my sensitive nipples.
Instead of being fearful, I allow myself to get lost in endless possibilities. In a future where I am not weak, and he holds me above all others. One that we forge for ourselves, without obligation.
I allow myself to wonder what it would feel like to be cherished and loved.
But deep down, I know a truth that the other maidens do not. That love is not for everyone, and sometimes, the people you desire the most wound you the deepest.
14
RAMSEY
I rouse before Asha, quietly leaving my hut so as not to wake her.
Soon, the sun will rise, and the village will come to life as people wake to go about their day.
Violet is already at the fires, preparing to make morning meal for the Penticari, which will be served after the survival training Meg insisted on.
Even I must admit that they are doing well, thriving when many thought all was lost for them.
Every day that passed after they were left at the shore, I was sure they would succumb, and a few did, but most survived.
Largely, it was due to Elena’s leadership, as she was not driven by the noble hierarchy they left behind in Penticar as others were.
It is what makes Amber so unsuitable, as she puts her own desire for power above the needs of her people, and would gladly make Elena a servant again to satisfy her own pride.
Asha is not like that.
I remember standing over her when her wrists were still shackled. I could not bring myself to remove them, giving the tool to Elena, expecting her to fail.
The fury that coursed through my veins as precious resources were wasted on her was potent, even for myself, who is quick to anger.
At some point, though, that anger left me, replaced with confusion. These feelings are not natural to me, and they have me ever on edge.
Her mouth on my cock certainly escalated that feeling, for nothing in my many years has ever felt like that, and I long to feel it again.
