72. Clash of Stone and Steel #3
“I want to fuck your ass eventually,” he said, his voice deeper than normal. “I want to have you every way it’s possible to have you. Will you let me start to prepare you?”
Talyn’s breath hitched in her throat. She wasn’t sure how far into the future he envisioned this happening, but she was curious enough to let him start ‘preparing’ her, as he called it.
She nodded.
“I need to hear you say it,” he said, running what she thought was his thumb around the hole.
“Yes,” she said. “Your finger only.”
He hummed approvingly, and Talyn felt something press inside her. She pushed out a deep breath, letting her body adjust to the feel of having something foreign there.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“Yes.”
Samhail moved his finger slowly in and out of her, and she moaned softly. It was an odd sensation, but it felt better than she’d expected.
“I’m going to add a second finger,” he said.
He withdrew the first, and when he pushed back in, she felt fuller, like she was being stretched more. There was a small sting of discomfort, but it eased eventually as he continued to move his fingers slowly.
“Relax your muscles,” he said. “You’re gripping me like a vice.”
Talyn tried to loosen her muscles, and he moved his fingers faster.
“Oh gods,” she said, dropping her head.
“That’s it,” he said, a note of praise in his tone, but her mind was focused entirely on the feel of his fingers pumping into her.
She felt the head of his cock press at her other entrance.
“Now let me fuck you, and we’ll see how well you take it,” he said.
“Gods, yes,” Talyn whispered, and she gasped as he pushed into her.
She felt every inch of him sink slowly in, even as he continued to move his fingers in her ass. It was strange to feel something there, but she had to admit that it somehow enhanced the sensations elsewhere.
“Fuck, Talyn,” he gritted out through his teeth. “I’m not going to last if you keep squeezing me like that.”
Her only answer was to push back against him, driving him into her further. They both groaned and he moved faster. He pushed his fingers down so she felt them press with each thrust along his cock through the thin wall that separated them inside her.
Talyn squeezed her muscles around him, and Samhail swore again as he used his knees to push her legs wider.
His free hand gripped her hip to help guide her as Talyn rocked herself back and forth.
She ground her ass into him, marveling at how full she felt with both his cock and his fingers filling her.
There was something about the feel of how they worked in tandem to create friction that drove her wild, and she was nearly ready to tip over the edge.
“Talyn, I’m going to-” Samhail started to say, but his words were cut off by her scream of pleasure as she drove herself back into him.
Her body convulsed around Samhail as the muscles of both holes pulsed frantically under one of the most intense releases she’d ever experienced. She let loose a long cry as she rode out her climax with several more short thrusts back against him.
Samhail pulled his fingers out of her as she relaxed, and he grabbed her hips with both hands to pound into her, chasing his own release. His rough grunts started to arouse her again, but he pulled out of her suddenly.
A long, deep groan rumbled up his throat before it turned into a roar of satisfaction, and Talyn felt something warm and wet splash across her lower back. He’d pulled out to spill his seed onto her instead of inside her.
Talyn didn’t move as Samhail’s grip on one side of her hips relaxed and his body eased behind her. She felt the hard ridge of his cock slide along her tailbone, and he let out a long sigh.
“Don’t move,” he said, and she looked behind her to see he held his hand out in the direction of the bathing chamber. A moment later, a towel flew into it, and he used it to wipe the milky substance off her back.
“You usually finish inside me,” she said when he was done, and she rolled over to sit on the bed.
“You’ve been in the dungeon the last few days,” he said. “I didn’t think they were giving you turrow berry tea. I take mine every day, but it’s more effective when both partners take it, and I didn’t want…”
He trailed off, and something twisted in Talyn’s heart at the idea he’d been concerned about getting her pregnant. She swallowed, but she couldn’t think of anything to say, so she just nodded.
“If you want to bathe, you should do it now,” he said. “I have a lot to do today, and you’ll need to come with me.”
Talyn got off the bed and headed toward the bathing chamber. They’d given her a bucket of cool water and a rag to wash herself with each day in the dungeon, but an actual bath with hot water sounded wonderful.
“I’ll see about getting you a change of clothes,” he said.
Talyn looked back at him. He was still standing naked next to the bed, and their eyes met before he turned to head into his closet.
“Thank you,” she said to his back.
She continued into the bathing chamber, not sure where the huge knot in her throat had suddenly come from.