The Shrinemaiden (The Maidens) by Annie Eppa Read Free Book Online

the gritted sounds he made as his tempo increased, his hips now jerking as he sought to spend himself.
    All too abruptly though, Adelai found herself being dragged back up, only to be deposited against the smooth, soft mattress on her back with her legs splayed lewdly. The captain loomed above her, his blue eyes glittering. His hand gripped at his cock, and she knew instinctively that he was very close to spilling his seed when he had stopped her. Feeling the wicked urge to continue what she had begun, she reached for him again, but he was soon on top of her, preventing her attempt.
    “No, little maiden,” he whispered, “When I cum, I’m going to cum inside of you.”
    His lips sought out her breast again, and without the barrier of her clothing it felt almost like it was too much. She arched her back and cried out wordlessly as he laved at the pink tip, before taking it into his mouth. His hand was moving down to her sex, and she gasped as he felt him tug the shift down. Without pause, his hand cupped her again, and she whimpered. And then a rough, callused digit slid into her.
    “Oh!”
    He was moving his finger in and out, not deeply, but with enough speed and force that soon had Adelai’s hips copying his movements earlier, trying to suck more of it in her.
    “Oh….”
    She tried to lift her head up, but Thornton bit down on her breast, and lightning lanced through her, that most exquisite sensation of pain and pleasure.
    “C-captain…!” Another finger was quickly pushing in, a mounting pressure that she couldn’t seem to stop. He moved further down, pausing long enough to flick a tongue into her bellybutton, making her wriggle, before coming to rest at her folds. She could feel him part the yellow curls there, feel him breathing hard against her opening, and she tensed up in expectation.
    When nothing else happened, Adelai lifted her head to look down, wondering, only to see the captain looking at her, his eyes bright. As if this had been his signal all along, he ducked his head, and this time a full, drawn-out cry left her lips as a skilled tongue lapped at her core, speeding up as it sunk deeper into her folds. His teeth grazed against a sensitive nub, his thumbs spreading her open so he could have better access, and she couldn’t keep from squirming as her hips bucked.
    “Oh, gods.” Adelai moaned, trying to take more of his tongue inside, but he must have sensed that she too, was getting closer, because he stopped again. He climbed back up and lifted her legs over his shoulders, forcing them to spread even wider before his gaze. And then she felt his cock pressing against her mound, the tip slowly easing in.
    She was panting hard, her attempts at maintaining her composure long gone.
    “Look at me,” he whispered, and she obeyed. He was grinning crookedly, and she felt another inch of him slip into her. She groaned at the pressure, tried to angle her hips up again, but his arms restrained her movements.
    “I want you, Adelai.”
    He drove into her without warning, stretching her with one hard stroke and breaching her maidenhead. Adelai stiffened and gasped, no longer in pleasure, but he quickly stilled, waiting while she buried her face against his chest, quivering. “It’s alright, little maiden,” he murmured, “I won’t move until you’re ready for me. Relax….”
    She loved the compassion and kindness he was showing, the willingness and eagerness by which he tried to pleasure her when she knew other masters may not be as selfless. In time the pain abated until it felt like there was nothing more than a strange tightness inside her, a different kind of ache.
    Sensing this, Thornton began to move again, slowly at first. His thrusts were long and leisurely, his cock drawing out of her only to slowly push back until he was sheathed to the hilt inside her body. He kept at this slow and steady pace, though his face was strained from the effort it was taking him, and looking up at the concern in