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Just over halfway, he pulled it out then tipped his head at me. "Your turn. Pretend like it's Wraythe, and you want him more than anything."
So I sat back on him and tried to do the same. If this was Wraythe, and I was on my knees, I wouldn't care how big he was. The sound he'd make when his dick entered my throat, caressed on all sides? That would make it worth all the discomfort.
I pushed. My gag reflex barely stirred so long as I thought about my man. The dick moved a little deeper, and I could feel my throat squeezing the synthetic material as it went down. It felt like I'd swallowed something the wrong way. My pulse was speeding up, convinced this was all wrong, yet I fought it. Wraythe, I reminded myself. This big, strong man, and I could make him beg if I could just master this. Just a little more and...
My throat spasmed, trying to evict the foreign object. I quickly pulled it out so I could gasp and swallow, proving to my body that there was nothing wrong. This was fine. It didn't need to overreact.
"Halfway," Eladehl said. "See, told you it was easier."
"I got halfway?" I looked at the dildo again, trying to find the line where it changed from wet to dry. "Real dicks are softer, though."
"Not always," he assured me.
I groaned. "I mean the density of this rubber is what makes it difficult, but a real dick has more room to flex, and my throat is not as big as yours."
Eladehl just smiled. "I mean, Wraythe would gladly let you practice on him, but you might break his heart if you bite him."
And that was what made this so difficult. So, deciding I was going to master this for my man, I lifted the thing to my lips and tried again. The surprising thing was that it really did get easier each time. What wasn't surprising was that Eladehl was much better at it. Then again, I would love to see Talin fucking his mouth that deep.
So we tried again, then again. Somewhere in the middle, we caught a case of giggles, but we kept going until my throat stopped fighting me so hard. Then we started experimenting with ways to distract each other from the natural gag reflex. He kissed my stomach. I ran my hands across his chest. Somewhere in the middle of that, we forgot all about the homework, but that was ok. Kissing him was not off limits.
And the truth was that I kinda liked that my men were trying to take care of each other as much as me.
Chapter 7
Nariana
The next morning started with my class on grappling and short weapons. Eladehl got to sleep in for an extra two hours because he was only following the Path of the Body, so I was careful not to wake him. I managed to get dressed in silence, pulled on my new boots, and headed to the hall. Naturally, both Talin and Wraythe were waiting.
"Nice," Talin said the moment his eyes landed on me. "That's..." He nodded, unable to find the right words. "Yeah."
"Told you the new look is working," Wraythe said. "And it's not like she can learn grappling in a dress."
"And," I told them, "the clothier had a point about footwear. I'll be in heels a lot, so I'll have to learn how to fight in them, right?"
Wraythe huffed in amusement. "So what's your reasoning on the skin-tight pants?"
"It's close to what I'm most likely to be wearing: skin." I tossed a smile his way. "Complaining?"
"Nope."
"Ghale will," Talin warned us. "He's not going to be pleased about the boots, so expect a lesson in how guardians should dress for their duties."
I started walking toward the training area. "Yesterday, Zeal said something, and I'm finally starting to get it. He said that if they're going to hate me, then I should give them something to hate."
Talin moved beside me to offer his arm. "This is going to get ugly, isn't it?"
"Probably." I looked at Wraythe. "You may want to keep some distance from me for a few days. I'm sure they know you're my partner's guardian, but I doubt they realize how close you and I still are, considering the rings and all."
"I'm not worried about it," he promised.
"I am," I told him. "Wraythe, I'm more likely to feel bad if he takes this out on either of you than if he yells at me. Can you just pretend like you have nothing to do with my mess in this class? Please?"
"Yelling, sure," Wraythe agreed. "I can do that, right up until you can't hold your own. Then I'm stepping in."
"Me first," Talin told him. "They already know I'm with her, so don't get too excited about crushing us little people."
Wraythe grunted at that. "I'm notthatbig."
