So good…it feels so good! she thought deliriously. Who could ever have imagined that being helpless beneath the man you loved could feel so utterly right? So incredibly pleasurable? And yet, now that she had given up all control of her body and her pleasure, Nadiah felt herself being pushed to a more intense orgasm than she’d ever had before.
The pleasure rolled over her like thunderclouds, threatening to strike lightening at any moment and Nadiah was helpless to stop it. Didn’t want to stop it. Going to come, she thought, as the hard, pounding pleasure went on and on. Oh Goddess, I’m going to come so hard. Harder than I ever have before.
“That’s right,” Rast sent through their link. “That’s right, sweetheart, come for me. Want to feel your sweet, tight pussy coming all over my cock.”
“Rast! Oh, Goddess, Rast!” His name was a wail on her lips, a moan of surrender as the storm that had been threatening broke and the pleasure pierced her over and over, like lightening forking from the sky.
Rast’s fingers tightened around her waist and he redoubled his efforts, ramming himself into her, penetrating her pussy as deeply as he could. And then Nadiah felt him press deep inside her, holding steady as he flooded her cunt, bathing the mouth of her womb with hot, hard jets of cum.
It seemed to last forever, that one perfect instant of pleasure. But at last it was over and they sank together to their sides on the bed. The release was too much, too intense, and though she tried not to, Nadiah started to cry.
“Nadiah? Sweetheart?” Rast sounded genuinely alarmed as he turned her around to face him. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” he demanded anxiously.
Nadiah shook her head, still too overcome with emotion to talk at first. “N-no,” she managed at last. “Just so…so intense. So…I can’t describe it. I felt so taken out of myself, so open when I gave myself to you just now.”
“You were so beautiful, submitting like that.” Rast cupped her cheek and brushed away her tears with his thumb. “I hope it didn’t upset you, though. I just wanted to make you forget.”
“I can never forget it—not really.” Nadiah shuddered at the hideous memory of Y’dex’s final moments. “But this makes it easier to bear. The knowledge that I can come to you, can give myself to you body and soul and know you’ll touch me and take me and make me feel things I never would otherwise.” She sighed in frustration. “I’m not saying this right but I don’t exactly know how to express it.”
“I think you’re doing a wonderful job.” Rast smiled and kissed her gently on the tip of her nose, making her smile through her tears. “I know exactly what you mean. And I’m glad you didn’t mind me trying something new without talking about it first. I knew I was taking a chance but I thought it might help you get over, you know…”
“It helped me a lot,” Nadiah assured him, snuggling closer. “Wrap me in your wings. I want to feel you all around me.”
“With pleasure.” His vast, iridescent wings suddenly came out, just as they had on the day they had saved both their lives, and wrapped gently around Nadiah’s body.
“Ahh…” It was like being caressed by the gentlest, warmest tharp in the world. A sensation that was somehow comforting and deliciously sexual at the same time. Once wrapped in those lovely wings, it never took Nadiah long to start feeling amorous. However, since she’d just had such intense and satisfying loving from Rast, she thought she could hold off a little before round two.
“Glad you’re enjoying your own personal feather bed.” Rast’s voice was dry but she could hear the humor in it and see the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“Every girl should be so lucky,” Nadiah murmured, stroking his chest. “And I don’t just mean every girl should have a male with wings—I mean everyone should have a mate they can trust.” Her thoughts drifted to Lissa—to her secret shame and sorrow and the sadness on her face when she’d explained to Nadiah how she could never be with the male she truly loved. “Someone…someone who loves and cares for them more than anything in the universe,” she murmured.
“That’s exactly how I feel.” Rast held her tight and gave her a sweet, lingering kiss on the lips. “But are you talking about any one girl in particular?”
Nadiah sighed. They hadn’t been mated for that long but already he knew her so well. Well enough to know when something was troubling her. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I was.” Since Lissa had come to her in the first place with the request that she talk to Rast, she felt no compunction about relating the new high priestess’s sad story to him.