32. Chapter Thirty-Two #2
Ena giggled quietly, not wanting to wake the baby, who was still sleeping on the other side of the tent, and Gaia, it felt good to do so. To have fun with her husband again.
Ty slid her pants the rest of the way down and parted her legs so she was fully open to him. He stared at her like he’d been waiting days to feast on a much-anticipated meal.
“Now,” he said, stroking her thighs gently with his hands and locking eyes with her, “what is it you are going to do for me?”
“Tell you what I like and what I don’t like,” she said, feeling a little breathless now. She was nervous, but not in a bad way. Somehow, it felt like this was her first time all over again, and she was curious what it would feel like now.
“Good girl,” he said again. Then he lowered his head between her thighs and gave her a gentle kiss right above her clit. The gentleness of it—the teasing—sent shivers across her body. Then he did it again—just barely missing the spot where she was craving his touch.
“Ty,” she groaned in pleasure and half-annoyance.
“Yes, my dark goddess? Is there something you want?” he asked, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
“Touch me,” she said, just a hint of pleading in her voice.
“I am touching you,” he said, grinning like a cat playing with a mouse. “You’ll have to be more specific.”
“Touch my clit,” she ground out.
“Manners…” he said, making a tsking sound with his mouth.
“Please,” she added desperately. “Please touch my clit.”
“Touch it like this?” he asked. She watched as he dragged his finger across his own tongue, then brought it to her clit before gently stroking it—once, twice—the light movement stoking her desire into a flame.
Her hips started to chase his movements and she moaned quietly, letting her head fall back and her eyes close.
“Yes, Ty, like that,” she moaned softly. “Harder.”
“Is that really what you want, viper?” he asked seductively. “You can ask nicer than that.” He knew exactly what he was doing to her—making her beg for it. He liked to have control, and Gaia, she liked to give it to him.
“Lick me, Master. Please,” she pleaded, her words choked as she felt her pleasure building with every smooth stroke of his finger.
“That’s my good girl,” he said, then he lowered his head and licked her from her entrance to her clit.
Ena cried out, the sudden feel of his warm tongue overwhelming her. He swirled his tongue around her, focusing on exactly where she wanted it now, then moved his tongue faster, harder, until he was licking and sucking on her with abandon.
She felt sensitive there—untouched and raw in a way she never had before. But Gaia, after all the pain the area had experienced, the pleasure Ty was giving her now was euphoric.
Ena began to moan as her hands drifted down to his hair, gripping him. She gyrated up into his face as the wet noises of his mouth on her pussy filled the tent.
“Ty, yes, I’m almost—” Ena came with a quiet shout, just barely having the presence of mind to not scream and wake up the whole camp.
Ty licked her through the aftershocks, until her body was twitching and spent, and she collapsed back onto the furs underneath her.
“Gaia,” she said, breathless.
“Good?” he asked, coming up to lay beside her.
“Yes,” she said, grinning at him. “So fucking good. Thank you.”
“My pleasure, viper,” he said, smiling proudly at her. In that moment, he looked so breathtakingly, heartbreakingly beautiful, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.
Oh Gaia, she was about to start sobbing, and she had no idea why.
“Hey, Ena,” Ty said, noticing her change in mood and pulling her close. “Are you alright? What’s going on?”
“I’m fine,” she sobbed. “I don’t know why I’m crying. I’m sorry.”
“Shh,” he said. “Don’t apologize. You’re exhausted. It’s okay.”
“But, but what about you?” she asked, noticing now that they were close how hard his cock was.
“Don’t worry about me,” he said. “We’ll get to me another time. You’re giving so much of yourself to our son right now, somebody needs to just give to you.”
Ena closed her eyes, feeling the tears fall down her cheeks. “I love you,” she said, crying into his chest.
“I love you,” he replied, squeezing her tightly to him, the safety of his arms and the aftereffects of her orgasm finally making her calm enough to sleep.
But just as she was about to drift off, Ladon began to stir.
She heard his tiny arms moving around as he awoke, until eventually he let out a tiny cry.
It wasn’t his hungry cry, just a fussy “I’m not asleep but I want to be” cry, and Ena groaned, chuckling at the irony of him waking up right as she was about to fall asleep.
Ty laughed, too, because the timing, as always, was the perfect form of torture.
“You sleep,” he said, releasing her from his arms. “I’ll take him for a little nighttime walk and see if I can’t get him back down again.”
“Thank you,” she mumbled in gratitude, letting her eyes drift closed again.
The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was the sound of Ty’s deep voice talking to their son, shushing him and telling him everything would be alright.
She wasn’t sure she believed him, not with so many things different than they were before, and so many things still unknown, but in that moment, she wanted to.