Free Taming the Raven's Son (Galactic Lust) by Kathleen Lash

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her knees.
    After he released her labia, the tissues tingled and warmed
where he’d pinched. The tingling moving through her pussy felt good. He parted
the upper portion of her crease wider and pulled back her clitoral hood. A
shocking, searing pain-like sensation rippled through her vaginal walls. Her
hips bucked and she moaned against the gag.
    “I know, I surprised you.” He tugged on her clit harder.
“That’s it, breathe through it. I’m almost done.”
    She made a fist with her right hand. A second later, the
pressure from his fingers changed. The discomfort dulled as a deep, burning
throbbing sensation pulsated through the swollen tissue into her vagina.
    This feels good. Very, very good.
    She flattened her hand on the bed, letting him know she’d
reconsidered. Her ears rang from the rush of blood speeding through her heart.
    “I’m almost tempted to roll you over and examine your rectum
first. I think you might climax if I explore your pussy.”
    Rectum! Oh hell no!
    He laughed before brushing his fingertip over her clit
several times. Her hips rose to follow the contact when he pulled away. “I told
you I’m thorough. Before I’m done this morn, you’ll be stretched and opened,
ready to receive whatever toy I choose to place up your ass.”
    She shook her head and started closing her fist. He placed
his palm against hers and stroked her wrist. “Object if you want. Make a fist.
But first think about your situation.”
    He lightly caressed her swollen pussy lips as he
simultaneously stroked her wrist. “I won’t permit you to come so soon.”
    She groaned and realized he’d meant every word. She’d never
last. Never.
    “I can stop. For now. But eventually we’ll need to come past
this hurdle. Or,” he said, pinching her pussy lips together tightly, “you’ll
allow me to finish. I’ll need to place a finger inside you, discover which
spots to touch and which to avoid. I’ll need to go deep to see how you respond
to having your cervix rubbed and poked.”
    Could she be mentally deviant in some way? Had her newfound
taste for blindfolds and pain have caused it? The throbbing from deep inside
her pussy was so profound, so intense, tears gathered behind her closed
eyelids. Her skin tingled as her insides burned. Her stomach dropped because he
might continue. Her heart pounded because he might not. This couldn’t be mere
sexual frustration.
    “It won’t all be pleasant, Sage. I’ll do things in the
process to stop a climax. Before I’m done, your clit will swell and grow
larger. Your pussy will cry and scream for relief. You’ll be more aroused than
you’ve ever been in your life.”
    She shook her head, afraid of feeling that much. She hadn’t
bargained for this level of stimulation. He’d drawn the situation out,
prolonging that pinnacle moment of breathlessness before orgasm. She preferred
immediate gratification. To delay the pleasure gave her time to think and
rationalize the situation. She’d talk herself out of enjoying their interlude.
She’d come back to reality and never find the pleasure. After everything she’d
been through over the last day, she deserved a mindless climax.
    “And when you can’t stand another second, I’ll roll you to
your belly. I’ll spread your ass cheeks and begin over. If you’re good and obey
and lie still for me, I’ll reward you.”
    The breath she’d been holding escaped her lungs, leaving her
dizzy and disoriented.
    “When I permit you to come, you’ll climax so hard, you’ll
scream behind the gag.”
    Her vaginal walls clenched and released rhythmically,
seconds away from producing an orgasm. It wasn’t her fault. His description of
what would come shoved her closer to the edge.
    “Sage,” he said with dire warning.
    I can’t stop!
    A firm smack landed against her swollen, wet pussy lips,
both stunning her and increasing the building orgasm. “Sage, I’m warning you.”
    Her entire body stiffened as the climax manifested,