Page 6 of His Winter Wonderland

This was something she'd never done in reality. But in dreamland, there was no wrong or right. There was no incorrect way to please her lover. Feeling risqué, she decided to go for it. His eyes were closed anyway. It wasn’t like he would watch her do it. She kissed the tip one more time before circling her tongue around the head of him.

Damn, he was big, huge. Her tongue continued caressing him, measuring him. Since he could fit inside her pussy, surely, he’d be able to fit in her mouth. Right? There was only one way to find out. She opened her mouth, and leaned forward, sliding her mouth onto him. Inch by inch she took him in until she felt the urge to gag, then she paused.

This was as far as she could go without making a fool of herself. She risked staring up at him. What did she do that for? His eyes were no longer shut. He was looking down at her. Why was he watching her? He wasn’t supposed to do that. Panic set in. She sat there, on her hands and knees, with his cock against her tongue.

Should she stop? Did he think she looked like a fool doing this? Perhaps she should’ve just let him remain in control. When it came to sex, he was the boss. He knew what to do. She was just an apprentice. She had no clue as to what she was doing. She had no idea what to do next. Help! Her inner beast and demon spirit were no help to her in dreamland.

Her beast simply purred, “I don’t suck dick.”

Her demon spirit growled, “Kill him.”

Never mind. Thankfully, it was Rhen who aided her with her next words.

“Don’t stop,” he told her.

That added a little fuel to her engine. She pulled back and leaned forward again. she heard his sharp intake of air. He was enjoying it. He was enjoying what she was doing to him with her mouth. That filled her tank. No longer on empty, she went to work, pleasing her dream lover. She didn't care about the slurping sounds her mouth made as she sucked him.

She didn’t become embarrassed by the gagging that occurred when she went too far down on him. All she concerned herself with was the pleasure she was delivering. And from the way he was trembling, she knew she was doing it right. He gripped the back of her head. His hands bunched up in her hair as he held her head steady while he pushed into her mouth.

The sounds he was making were music to her ears. If he was saying actually words, they were in a language she'd never heard before. His incoherent mumblings only intensified her pleasure. Who knew pleasuring someone else could feel good? As he pushed into her mouth, she was careful not to let her teeth graze his cock.

She wanted him to feel only pleasure, no pain. If she could give him a fraction of the pleasure he gave her each night, she'd be happy. Before meeting him, she usually didn’t concern herself with how others felt. She only worried about herself and her missions. She'd had to steel her heart against the cares of the world.

Not anymore. In dreamland, she was free to feel. And here, feeling wasn't a bad thing. She loved knowing that Rhen was feeling good because of her. That made her want to do more things to make him feel good. Which was why she gripped his length and pumped it as she sucked him. He jerked again. His cock throbbed against her tongue.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

She would've smiled, that is, if her mouth wasn't full of cock. She kept sucking him and he kept pushing into her mouth, careful not to go too far. It was amazing how even though he was caught up in his own pleasure, he was still mindful of her and her comfort.

“Damn it, Winter,” he groaned.

Hearing him groan her name spurred her own. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder.

“Fuck, baby. I need to be inside of you.”

Before she could protest, he released her hair and pulled out.

She licked her lips and then told him, “But, I wasn't done.”

“If you keep going, I’ll be done. And I don't want to be done yet.” He pushed her back onto the bed and joined her. With her head lying against his pillow, she stared up at him. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead and then pressed a kiss to her lips, before whispering, “It's time for me to thank you for what you just did, Love.”

“Thank me?”

She didn't do it for a thanks. She wanted to tell him that, but he was already kissing her silly. He pulled away from the kiss and began trailing kisses down her neck and over her shoulders and collarbone. He kept going until he reached her nipples.

He lavished attention on both her nipples until he had her moaning and bowing her back, leaning upward into his kiss. Then he kissed her lower, down her abdomen and below her navel. He continued his downward path until he reached the buried treasure.

“If I lick it, it’s mine, right?” he asked, with a mischievous grin on his face. Then he chuckled and said, “Who am I kidding? It’s already mine.” His smile faded away. “All of you belongs to me, Winter. Do you understand?”

All she could do was nod.

Chapter Three

Winter

Rhen spread her legs apart and then laid down between them.

His hands rubbed up and down the inside of her thighs while his tongue curled around her clit. Holding her moans in were not an option. It was impossible to do so with the way he was licking her. Her body quaked under the attention of his mouth. Her thighs trembled as he wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her closer to his face.