Damn the damned traditions.
- Sorry, my petite wolf?
Kassuim did not struggle with the question of right or wrong. He was the representation of the dreams of youth, arousing contradictory emotions, but she began to make a depressing view of herself. If life aboard a ship made her totally confused about female customs, the rude comments of the sailors on deck made it very clear to her when a man wanted a woman. Her body was thin and small.
Nothing resembled the beautiful, sensual women who surrounded that man in the castle. Nor was her skin as pale as the beauty standards of the day. The hair then ...
-I...
That man would lead the pack. She didn't know how to explain it.
Rick gave up the possibility of ignoring the apprehension in her eyes, even though he knew he would cross the barrier with kisses and caresses. Not after Katie. If it were yet another woman, he probably wouldn't have hesitated. Only it was a wolf.
- What's it? - He asked attentively. - Do you want me to stop?
Kassuim bit her lip.
She found herself cradled in his strong arms and a low exclamation of surprise escaped.
He could curse himself. The girl had noticed his excitement. She got him excited like an inexperienced boy. Impatience scared his little wolf.
- You ... - She couldn't find the words. Except that finding herself desired by him aroused exultant female satisfaction. - I thought ... You want to...
He gave her the astonishing look. Was the girl unaware of her own beauty and seduction? Contained the perplexed laughter.
- And what did you think?- Richard asked and the voice came out hoarse.
He pulled Kassuim close to his body, letting her feel his entire erection. She was not that inexperienced. Another wave of desire devastated him. The trembling hands smoothed the graceful arms while the mouth travelled a hallucinating path in the slender neck. She was perfect. He felt the tongue invading his mouth, moaning softly.
-Mercy! Where did you learn to kiss like that, woman? - He murmured excitedly, letting his hand slide down the dress, kissing the valley between her breasts.
Kassuim could answer that it was him. Never before had been kissed like that. She could die that way. A warmth invaded when feeling the nimble fingers insinuate themselves inside the neckline. The initiated caresses started to become more intense and overwhelming, immersing the girl in a whirlwind of emotions. The hands were hesitant and awkward, suddenly unravelling the ribbons of the dress ...
When she noticed the dress across the floor and wearing only underwear, she would drown in intoxicating kisses without complaint. All her attention was focused on the provocative caresses. Even the makeshift bed on the floor was not able to soften the heat that consumed it. There was an intense throbbing in the most intimate part that seemed to devour.
-Show yourself to me. The husky male voice made her eyes widen.
She throbbed with pleasure, her eyes locked on his, flashing black, and the shirt had the same fate as the rest of the clothes. She could do anything he asked. Maybe she would never find him again. A respectful woman would not give herself to a man who was not a husband. Only it was him. The right to choose the first time was yours to give yourself to the man loved. She was rewarded by the male mouth that increased her agony by experiencing the sensitive flesh of her breasts, moaning.
Rick walked away just to remove his shirt, watching her eyes discover his nakedness, showing himself without shame. His erection was visible even with his pants.
Kassuim admired him perplexed. He was huge in every way. The sun-tanned body covered with some scars delineated the outline of the solid muscles. For the first time, she thought about the consequences. He knew naturally what was going on between a man and a woman for the sailors who boasted about their love affairs.
Just as she had heard the comments about most women who avoided fulfilling those obligations, except the girls in the taverns who entertained men.
-Don't be afraid ... - Richard Morgan spoke lovingly noting her embarrassment.
It was false modesty. The girl had enjoyed his erection before.
He returned to the nest, starting again with the caresses as he pressed her under his body. Only her reaction was astonished.
Kassuim groaned in dismay. Her hand went down his body... Ouch! It was between his legs. Shame finally struck her. She moaned. He does not intend to touch it right there...
-No, petite wolf ... - Rick groaned like an uncontrollable desire. Her reception was mind-blowing. - It is necessary... Wow! Ever been touched like that?
Kassuim tensed and protested with the beginning of the most intimate, slippery and provocative caresses.-
-Of course not! -she gasped, offended. Surely nothing she had heard so disconcerting on the deck. - I'm ...
-And neither will! - He assured smug. -No other man is going to touch you. It is deliciously ready for me.
She flinched. It was outrage at his question. The whole conversation. It was all at the same time. I was terribly embarrassed. There it got to hurt ... the strange density she perceived ... She felt totally embarrassed.
Virgin ?!, Richard Morgan wondered in awe of incredulity. There was no chance of that. His other handheld hers, leading it toward his pants, reaching for the cord attached to his waist.
-Will you dare to finish or begin ma petite loup? - The provocation was fun
.It was a challenge. Kassuim noticed when she lost herself in the blue eyes and lifted his defiant chin in return. She wasn't going to show that she was an inexperienced little girl, even though her face burned with shame. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the cord. Rick imagined losing all control with the glow of her convinced pride in accepting the challenge and moving on despite her hesitation.
His free erection escaped her hand in a silent invitation, leaving her astonished. Her fingers touched him lightly and another louder groan escaped Richard. Slowly she wrapped her fingers around it. His manhood was hard and swollen, taking her hand completely.
- You will kill me like that ...- he growled.
It gave a feeling of power.
She exulted. She could feel even more interested in the tension in his body next to hers. There was a sparkle in the hungry looks that could melt. Stunned, she realized what he wanted when the man jerked his hips forward, sliding the member pleasantly between her fingers.
Rick took a deep breath with her movements. The small hand-worked wonders. He was beginning to struggle to contain his own pleasure. Ah, she was quite experienced. A warming wave startled him, showing the imminent explosion.
The body betrayed him regardless of his will when he watched the surprise in the green eyes when the spasms assaulted him and the semen was spilt on the tempting hand. He was moaning at the hands of a small forest nymph in a mixture of joy and excitement.
It could very easily fall in love with that girl.
-There, yes ... Wow, baby! - He stroked her again.
Kassuim experienced a triumphant sense of power. It might not be as beautiful as those sensual beauties, but ...
She lost all reasoning noticing him restarting the torture with him kissing her breasts. The hand came back more boldly where it had been when pulling it against her. The man did not stop arousing her. Her whole body was shaking for relief and something else ...
It was the teeth that nibbled on sensitive skin and delighted in her breasts, intensifying the agony where the fingers touched in circular movements.
Richard stands between her legs, breathing hard. Drops of sweat glistened on his forehead. The girl moved restlessly under him. She protested embarrassed. Had she previously complained about his hands? He seemed determined to make her die of shame! Heavens! Unshaven scratched his thighs. Her new moan...
The bold tongue touched her in such an intimate part ... The man seemed determined to unravel her whole body. She couldn't believe what he was doing, except that all the coherent thought dissipated when the body started to shake.
-Richard! - She shouted with the certainty that she could pass out from the way all her blood is concentrated there.
-Yes, ma petite loup! - He approved with lust in his dark eyes. - Just like that. I want you to shout my name.
Vaguely Kassuim realized that he was turning his fingers in the same trajectory as the caresses as his mouth went up to her belly. The whole protest was forgotten. Her body obeyed only his commands. She dug her nails into her strong back with the certainty that it was a fire that consumed her inside as she started to move her hips restlessly.
She was so unhinged with her panting and her heart racing that she barely noticed his husky words:
-Yes, very good, petite loup.- Richard whispered, satisfied. -You will like it, even more, when you have me inside you... I want to see this wonderful body ride me.
The pleasure was almost unbelievable. Naturally, the girl was no longer a maiden. Perhaps still very inexperienced. That would explain a spiteful father for not introducing his own daughter to the clan.
Rick didn't care. It could give vent to the violent passion that consumption stoked by pheromone. He was going to run out of it and forget about all the annoyances with the accursed Council. Kassuim still had a sense of urgency to tell him that she had never been with a man before. She doesn't understand his words. His manner showed the ferocity in the most intense strokes. Only maybe she would never see him again.
There was nothing she could deny him with the hot, provocative kisses that made her moan. And what difference did it make to preserve virginity? Perhaps with luck, she would be sent back to the ship. Or worse, being expelled from the castle. She loved Richard Morgan. A feeling of unreal fear that everything was an illusion...
She would wake up to find that everything was just one of his dreams ... She clung to him lost in the whirlwind of passion.
-Say what you want .... - He sighed. The fingers continued the insistent assault. - Do you want me to touch here?- Richard struggled with excitement, running his tongue over the provocative buttons of the breasts.
A new wave of desire invaded him, stirring his blood.
-Or here? - He swallowed when he allowed himself to penetrate her with his fingers.
Kassuim arched out of breath. He was beginning to tighten her body. Your reaction was a whining moan, like legs closing, trapping right there. Rick was burning at the stake. He was beginning to notice the girl's first movements.
-Like that? Should I keep touching it like this?