So after teasing poor poor Melody Parks on fb, well I admit, more than Melody, about how much I was gonna share. In the end, the begging and threats won out and I'm sharing all 761 words :D . Now after book 2 (yes, Melody, my tech guy is trying to find time among his other projects for book 2 lol), I have a bunch of format surprises in store for my readers... one of those would be different sections in other characters' POVs, including scenes for which Vala isn't even present- she jokes about stuff like that toward the end of book 3, how she just loves to watch, to hear about sex, even when she isn't/wasn't involved. This is one of those. Follows after the knife play of some weeks ago. I'm debating- is it even worth including? Place your vote in the comments :D
Thick Smoke is Rising
Prisca closed the door after The Queen. She turned towards Abrecan, who had walked farther into the room to pick up the knife. "Since you were such a good boy yesterday and you accepted the black wax so bravely, I've decided to give you a little treat."
"Thank you, my Lady," Abrecan murmured as he placed the knife on the nearest shelf.
She stopped next to the curtained bed, gestured to Abrecan and the bed.
Abrecan scrambled onto the bed before looking over his shoulder at Prisca. When she tumbled onto the bed beside him, his limbs fell out from underneath him and he crashed onto his stomach. With a sharp yelp, he acknowledged her hand teasingly moving up his legs to stop at his ass.
Prisca moved towards Abrecan's head after giving his ass a quick pinch. Leaning over the edge of the bed, she grabbed two long strips of black silk tied to the frame. Laying one strip on the bed, she pulled the other one with her as she moved towards his left hand. She lifted the hand from the bed, wrapped the silk around his wrist several times. She wrapped it around his wrists one last time before pulling the silk underneath itself to form a knot. She moved to his right hand and repeated the process. She moved between his legs, letting her hand wander up his thighs to caress his balls and crack.
Abrecan shuddered, his pelvic area rising off the bed. His legs spread apart, which in turn made his crack open wide. He pleadingly moaned as his body eased back down to the bed.
Prisca turned around and leaned off the edge of the bed. She grabbed two strips from that part of the frame then tied his ankles as she had his wrists. She crawled over his legs and lay next to him on the bed.
Prisca's fingers glided across Abrecan's back as she asked, "What would be an appropriate reward for you being such a good boy yesterday?"
Turning his head so he was facing Prisca Abrecan murmured, "I... I don't... know, my Lady. Ah... could we... maybe... could we... just have... sex... my Lady? As... as... equals, my Lady?"
Prisca pulled back a little in surprise, studying Abrecan's face. She kissed his cheek, resuming her soft caressing of his back. "Is that what you really want, my boy?"
"Ye... yes... my Lady. I... I want to... just want... to feel... you touching... me... and me touching... you... my Lady," Abrecan stammered, his eyes fixed hopefully on Prisca's face.
Without saying another word, Prisca rushed to untie Abrecan. The strips of silk fell to the floor. She lay next to him and pulled him onto his side facing her. Gently laying her hand on his chest, she pressed her lower body against him as she started playfully kissing him. She lifted her right leg and draped it over him, her foot against his ass.
Abrecan wrapped his arm around Prisca's neck, his hands holding her head. He rubbed his cock against her crotch, moaning. He squirmed and shifted on the bed until the head of his cock pressed at the entrance to her cunt.
"May I?" Abrecan gazed steadily into Prisca's eyes.
"You better." Prisca spread her legs further apart.
Abrecan thrust into Prisca's cunt. He shuddered and his eyes closed in consuming pleasure. He held her tightly, his moans growing louder as she began to meet his movements with her own thrusting hips. His hands wandered up and down her back, pausing sometimes to grip her ass.
Prisca let out a tremulous sigh as Abrecan flipped them over so she was on bottom and he was on top. She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist, doing everything to allow him deeper into her. She smiled up at him, her legs beginning to shake.
"Harder," Prisca whispered, gritting her teeth as Abrecan immediately responded to her request.
"Is... that... hard... enough?" Abrecan's face flushed with his exertions.
"Yes... yes..." Prisca began to convulse beneath him, her eyes wide open and locked with his. She held onto him tightly as the orgasm worked through every inch of her body.
Panting heavily, Abrecan continued to thrust into Prisca faster and harder. He moaned loudly, a big grin breaking on his face.
Prisca suddenly flipped them over, clamping her legs against Abrecan's legs.
"Now it's my turn," Prisca laughed, grinding against Abrecan.
Abrecan moaned again, quivering beneath Prisca as a cum-less orgasm exploded in his brain.