Page 35 of A Tale of Mirth & Magic

I was lost to the sensation, completely at her mercy. But I knew she’d stop if I asked.

I didn’t want her to stop.

Weaving my fingers through her tangled hair, I gripped it loosely and held on. Elikki was sucking and still stroking most of my length with her small, strong hands. It felt too wonderful. My blood sang, and I squeezed my fingers and toes tight. I was going to—

I was going to—

I jerked away from Elikki suddenly, my cock popping out of her mouth. She sat up, surprised, and I came, hard and fast. I saw stars for a second, my orgasm exploding against my will.

When my vision refocused, I went stock-still.

My cum was splattered across Elikki’s chest and collarbone. It dripped down the slope of one breast, a drop wavering dangerously on her nipple.

We were both frozen, watching each other and the mess on her naked body. I was mortified. In one part of my brain, this was incredibly hot. In the other, bigger part, I couldn’t believe I’d let that happen.

This was bad. So, so bad. She was going to hate me. I was disgusting. How could I let this hap—

Elikki burst out laughing.

I stared at her as she crowed, body jiggling with the force of her laughter. She pressed one hand on her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Finding the cum there, she looked at her hand and started laughing again.

“Elikki—I am so sorry. So so sorry,” I said, still frozen in front of her.

“Ohhh goddesses!” she said. She wiped tears of mirth from the corners of her eyes with her non-cummy hand. “Well. I count that as a success.”

I yanked up my pants and raced around the room looking for my damp bath towel. I found it, then rushed back to her and began to clean off her chest. I dabbed gently, on my knees in front of her, wiping up every drop. It was shockingly erotic, even though I still felt horrible.

One of her hands came over mine. She stopped my cleaning.

“It’s okay, Barra. I’m fine,” she said. “It was an accident.”

I couldn’t look her in the eyes.

“Really. I understand,” she said, massaging my neck. “If it was anyone else, I’d be pissed. But I could tell you didn’t mean to.”

“I didn’t,” I said.

“It was even weirdly… adorable? And your face—hilarious.” She chuckled again. “So shocked!”

“I’m really sorry,” I repeated. I could feel that my face was flushed.

“And I say that it’s really okay.” She gathered me close and hugged, wrapping her arms around me. “Let’s just make a better plan for next time,” she said, a smile in her voice.

Next time.

She wasn’t mad at me. I hadn’t screwed everything up.

I sank into her warmth, running my palms up and down her back. Ducking into the nape of her neck, I kissed her there. I found her ear, tracing the pointy elven tip with my tongue. She shifted against me, and the heat between us charged again.

Moving my lips down, I kissed across her chest. I tasted the faint hint of cum. Her breathing quickened. I looked deep into her stone-gray eyes and then ran my tongue from between her breasts all the way up to her throat.

“Fuck, Barra,” she breathed.

Finding my way to her nipple—the one that had been dripping with my cum a minute ago—I circled it with my tongue and then sucked. When it was a hard bud, I ran my teeth against it as I palmed her other breast. Looking up into her eyes again, I bit lightly. Elikki’s gaze was dark, her laughter gone as suddenly as it had come. I bit down harder. Her eyes flashed, desire burning through her.

I moved my attentions to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Dipping my fingers down to her pussy, I murmured, “You’re so wet for me.”

“I have been since I was in my bath,” she said. “Thinking of you. And touching myself.”