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what the ancient poets wrote? I just hope I can endure this pain. My heart feels ripped in pieces.
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Sighing brokenly, Letshya closed her eyes, no longer fighting back the new sobs
crowding her throat. Tomorrow Mommy will have to find a way to escape, but tonight&
Tonight I will mourn you, little one.
Chapter Twelve
Oooh yeah& that s how I like it! Suck me hard. Fondle my balls!
Looking up at his contorted face from between his dark brown legs, Nya smiled
around her mouthful of cock. Taelen was leaned back on the bunk, head thrown against
the bulk and legs dangling over the side. His heavy balls, covered with a spattering of
curly black hair, lay half on, half off the bed, the plump round globes partially flattened
where they pressed against the frame.
Without letting up on her heavy suctioning of his cock, she slipped a hand
beneath the silk-soft weighty sac, carefully rolling the stones within. His pained
guttural cursing filled her with a deep sense of gratification. It wasn t often she got him
to lose control -- not since he d slipped and groaned Willa s name while coming. He d
been reticent about verbalizing during their fucking sessions.
For some unfathomable reason, Nya had taken that as a personal challenge. She
had no idea why. Sprites weren t concerned about who their partner was thinking
about, being interested only in the feeding and the mutual exchange of pleasure. A
wave of homesickness swept over her, dimming her enjoyment of the sensual feast
Taelen provided.
She was worried. The longer she was exiled from Sparkle, the more she
evolved& or maybe devolved. She wasn t comfortable with all the recent changes and
especially loathed the base emotion of jealousy she d felt hearing her sister s name on
her lover s lips. And he wasn t even hers, truly. She couldn t imagine how she would
feel if Justin did the same. With an inner shake of the head, she returned her attention to
the cock at hand. Right now all she wanted was Taelen screaming her name, no one
else s.
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To that end, she redoubled her efforts to bring him off with her mouth. On
Sparkle, she d been much prized for her talents in these areas. Pride made her cocky as
Taelen s fingers fisted in her head fronds, yanking her face down to his groin and
holding her there while his hips bucked, sending his cock tunneling back and forth
between her pursed lips.
Novas and black holes& your mouth is a fucking paradise!
Not quite my name, but it s a start& Quickly adjusting position lest she choke on
the thick girth buried in her throat, Nya hummed, vibrating her throat and lips.
Fucking stars& I m coming!
Nya was caught off guard when Taelen pulled back on her fronds, forcing her
mouth off his cock. Feeling deprived, she fought him, struggling to regain that juicy
erection bobbing right before her hungry gaze.
No! Open wide for me. He fisted his cock and aimed it at her face. I want to
watch your mouth fill up with my come. Then I want to watch you swallow it all.
A needy groan passed her lips as Nya obediently dropped her jaw, nest gone
liquid at the stark erotic command. Taelen s golden eyes burned as they gazed down
into her eyes, intent on seeing what came next.
He pumped his cock twice, three times and then, with a roar, he was shooting
into her mouth, jets of thick white seed that splashed against the back of her throat,
quickly filling her mouth. Swallow without closing, he ordered, panting, voice harsh
and demanding. I ll blister your butt for every drop you miss.
The threat made her pulse race, had her heart pounding. This was what she
needed and what Justin so rarely provided her -- the darker side of sex. Like all Sprites,
she craved that dangerous edge, the pain mixed with pleasure. Everything else was
bland fare when she hungered for spicy. She could come to love Taelen for his mastery
over this luscious aspect of carnality.
For a long greedy moment she contemplated spilling some just for the beating he
promised. In the end, she tilted back her head like a baby bird and worked her throat to
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receive every last bit of his hot foamy ejaculate. Emotions and thrills were fine, but
actual fluids were nourishment on a totally higher level.
She licked at her lips, dainty tongue slipping out to check for any errant drop of
semen. Satisfied she d gotten it all, she sank to her haunches and eyed the still hard cock
in Taelen s fist. Knees wide apart, she flashed a glimpse of nest, hoping he d take her
unspoken offering and fuck her more.
Greedy Sprite, you want me in that tight little cunt, don t you?
Nya only smiled, dipping a finger into her wet sex. He caught her hand on the
way to her mouth and brought her drenched finger to his lips. He licked the juices off,
eyes glinting with renewed interest. The edge is off my addiction cravings, so if I fuck
you, we do it my way.
She didn t have to think twice. Nya nodded, excitement churning in her belly.
His way meant pain -- delicious sultry pain that would lead to a mother lode of sexual
energy and intense orgasms. Whatever you want, Lord Taelen, any way you want it.
The sadistic grin that slashed across his face caused her pulse to stutter. That is
the correct answer and the only one I ever want to hear out of your mouth. Now,
quickly& get up on the bed, on your back.
Nya scrambled onto the bunk and over on her back, automatically opening her
legs.
Did I tell you to do that? Taelen s question barely left his lips before a sharp
slap landed on her exposed pussy lips. The thin green feathers did little to cushion the
blow. Her hips flexed under the sting, feminine moisture gathering in response. The
muscles in her belly quivered and her legs fell limply to the side.
Tsk! Tsk! Nasty Sprite! You simply cannot remain still. Let s see what a pair of
stasis cuffs will do for you&
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