Violet
I watched, frozen, as her tongue dragged slowly up the length of him. She swept from the base to the tip with a long deliberate stroke that made the man’s head fall back against the pillows. His mouth opened in a silent groan.
She did it again, and again, and again.
Then she changed her approach, her tongue flicking rapidly against the tip, teasing, circling. The man’s hands fisted in the sheets. His chest heaved.
And the woman...
She looked like she was enjoying it.
She licked him like he was sothing delicious.
I imdiately looked away.
Nessa was leaning back on the chair, relaxed.
How could she be relaxed in this situation?!
Against my wish, my eyes shifted back to the obscene scene unfolding in front of .
She was still at it.
Why did she seem to enjoy it so much? Did it actually taste good?
The thought sent heat rushing to my face, along with resurfacing mories of Kael and Rowan between my thighs.
They had done the sa thing to too.
But it had never once crossed my mind that such a thing could be done to a man.
My gaze dropped to the man on the bed and a traitorous thought flickered through my mind before I could stop it.
He wasn’t even that large.
Especially not compare to Rowan and Kael—
I banished the thought violently, my face burning hotter. I should not even be comparing or entertaining what was happening in front of .
Then the woman shifted, angled her head, and took him fully into her mouth.
My eyes went wide.
All of him. She had taken all of him in.
The man let out a choked sound, his hips jerking involuntarily.
I stared, stunned.
I could never do that.
It wouldn’t fit.
The thought was so vivid, so imdiate, that I almost said it out loud. I clamped my lips shut, horrified at myself.
The woman began to move, her head bobbing, and cheeks hollowing with each upward stroke. The man was coming apart beneath her, his composure shattered, his body trembling with barely restrained need.
He barely got to finish before the woman released him with a soft, wet sound that echoed in the quiet room. She sat back on her heels, wiping the corner of her mouth with her thumb, a satisfied smile curving her lips.
The man lay there, chest heaving, clearly desperate for her to continue and let him finish.
She crawled up his body slowly, her hands trailing up his stomach, then his chest. When she reached him fully, she planted both palms against his chest and pushed.
He fell back against the bed, and she climbed over him, her thighs bracketing his hips as she settled into a straddle. For a mont, she just hovered there, looking down at him with an expression I couldn’t see.
Then she reached between them, took hold of him, and sank down.
She didn’t move at first. She sat there, fully seated on him, her head tilted back, her hands splayed across his chest for balance.
Then she started to roll her hips.
I watched in horrified fascination, as she moved like she was dancing.
It was slow at first. The man grabbed her thighs, gripping hard, but it seed like she was the one in control.
I couldn’t look away at this point.
She rose up until he nearly slipped out of her, then dropped back down with a sharp snap of her hips. The man groaned.
She did it again, and again, building a rhythm that grew faster, harder, more demanding.
Her back arched. Her breathing ca in short, sharp gasps. But she never stopped moving.
The man’s hands slid from her thighs to her hips, trying to guide her, trying to thrust up into her. She let him move for a mont before pressing down hard, and pinning him to the bed with her full weight.
Sothing hot and confusing twisted low in my stomach and my heart lurched as I realised I was wet between my legs.
Why... I was only looking...
’No... stop.’
I clenched my legs together but it made the feeling a bit worse.
I briefly closed my eyes, trying to bring myself under control. At the very least, I shouldn’t be outside like this.
But when I looked at them again, I couldn’t help wondering what it would look like to have Rowan beneath .
I buried it imdiately, shoving it down as deep as it would go.
But my pulse was racing, and my skin felt too warm, and I couldn’t quite catch my breath.
I turned to Nessa, grabbing her arm. "I want to leave. Please."
[ - ]
Nessa led out, back through the corridors and down the stairs and into the street. I barely registered the journey as we made our way to the entry room, my mind still stuck on what I had witnessed.
I pulled the mask off and stuffed it into Nessa’s hands, not wanting to touch it any longer.
She returned them, spoke gently with the old woman and I quickly rushed out.
The evening air hit my face, cool and sobering. I stopped to take in. When Nessa ca out, I imdiately started walking, my face still burning.
We walked in silence for several minutes before I found my voice.
"Why did you take there?"
Nessa smiled faintly, a slightly worried look on her face. "I hope I didn’t entirely overstep. I wanted to prepare you a bit just in case it happened between you both."
"I’m not—" I cut myself off, my jaw tightening.
I stopped and sighed.
Sex was no longer a foreign concept to . I had been with Kael, and also Rowan.
But I had never seen those things before.
My cheeks felt warm in the cool air and I shook my head, trying to shake off what we had seen, but the visual imagery remained ingrained in my mind.
I bit back a groan, not knowing if I should be angry with Nessa or grateful.
"I’d like to get so rest," I told her, briskly walking away.
Nessa followed close behind, a carefree cheerful smile on her lips.
I had a feeling sleep would not co easily for tonight.
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