“Exactly the same. You still cannot touch yourself,” Ellina said firmly. “You must hold completely still as I rub the oil everywhere the foam and water went.”
“Everywhere?” Ty asked as she began to rub her soft, slippery little hands, all coated in oil this time, all over his body.
“Everywhere,” Ellina nodded firmly. Then she looked at him a bit uncertainly. “Unless…would you rather I not rub…rub inside you?” she asked.
Ty considered the question. She was giving him an out—allowing him to put a part of himself off limits to her.
Only he found he didn’t want to.
“No, my Lady,” he rumbled. “You may touch me wherever you want—do whatever is necessary to complete the ritual. Only don’t be surprised if I make some noise while you do. The pleasure is…intense when you touch me as you did before.”
“When I touch inside you, you mean?” she murmured, her small hands, slick with oil, sliding over his body.
“Exactly.” He nodded, his eyes half-lidded as he looked down at her. “Inside.”
Ellina took her time with the oil, rubbing it over his shoulders and chest and abs until he wanted to stretch like a cat under her firm strokes. Gods, it just felt so good to let her touch him anywhere at all—and it felt even better when she touched him intimately.
Which she did soon enough.
“Now, Ty,” she murmured and she felt her small, slick hands sliding over his buttocks and then her fingers sliding deeper, into his cleft.
Gods, shouldn’t want this as much as I do…
But he couldn’t seem to help himself.
Ty widened his stance and let her in once more, her slippery fingers finding his rosebud and then breaching it with no difficulty.
“Gods, My Lady,” he groaned softly as she slipped deeper and the pad of her finger rubbed over a special spot that was deep within. “You can do as you like with me, but if you keep rubbing me there, I cannot promise not to spend for you as you oil me.”
“Spend? Do you mean…come? Orgasm?” She sounded surprised.
“Yes, my Lady.” Ty nodded and looked down at her. She was standing with one hand between his legs and the other braced on his hip as she touched him.
“But…I haven’t even touched you there yet. Not this time, anyway—not with the oil.”
Her eyes were wide as she looked at his straining shaft which was freely leaking precum.
“You don’t have to,” Ty told her hoarsely. “If you keep rubbing that spot inside me, I’m going to come. I won’t…” He gritted his teeth for a moment, trying to hold back the pleasure as she rubbed with one curious fingertip over the spot he’d been talking about. “Won’t be able to help it,” he finished at last.
“Well…” Ellina looked up at him, her Sacred Blue eyes serious and sensual at the same time. “Do you want to come, Ty? Do you want me to make you come?”
“I want to do whatever you want me to do,” he told her honestly, not holding anything back. “I want to give you what you want, my Lady. If what you want is to see me spend for you, then I’m willing to spend.”
“That wasn’t my intention at all,” Ellina whispered. “But…I do want to see you, um, spend. I…I’ve never seen a male come before,” she admitted softly.
“Then I will come for you, my Lady—if you wish me to,” Ty told her. “Just keep rubbing that spot inside me. Just keep oiling me.”
“All right.” She began to rub again but as she did, her other hand crept around his waist and stroked lightly over his shaft. “I have to oil you here too, you know,” she remarked, as she did so. “Do you mind if I do that while you…while I make you come?”
Ty shivered at the double pleasure but didn’t pull away.
“Is that what you want, my Lady,” he asked hoarsely. “Is it your pleasure to stroke my shaft as I spend?”
“Yes. Yes, I think it is.” Ellina sounded slightly bemused, as though she couldn’t quite believe what she was doing.
That makes two of us, Ty thought. He couldn’t believe he was doing this—couldn’t believe he was standing here, offering his ass and his shaft to a female when he’d sworn to himself he would never do any such thing. And yet again, it felt right to let Ellina explore him like this. Right to let her touch him and make him come.
She’s just curious, he told himself. She’s a virgin and she’s never seen or touched male equipment before. Although you certainly couldn’t tell it from how skillfully she was rubbing that place inside him as she stroked firmly up and down his shaft.
“Gods, My Lady—so close! I’m so close,” he growled, his hands clenched at his sides and his entire body tense with need.
In response to his words, Ellina rubbed harder at the spot inside him even as her other slim, small hand fisted around the thick base of his shaft and moved slowly upwards to the broad, flaring head.
Ty widened his stance even more. Gods, he was going to come…going to come so hard!
Mistress! He thought, almost incoherently. Mistress, I am yours!
His cock grew suddenly even stiffer, throbbing in her hand, and then, with a low groan, he was spilling his seed, spurt after spurt of the creamy white stuff landing at their feet as she stroked and milked him.
“Oh my…” Ellina sounded awed as she watched him spurt. “I…I never expected so much,” she murmured as he finished at last. “And…and you’re still hard!”
“Kindred warriors are multi-orgasmic,” Ty told her hoarsely. His legs felt weak from the intense orgasm but he remained standing. If she wanted him to come again, he would—as often as she commanded.
But to his
