“Sit back, River. Lay on me.” Torak whispered hoarsely. He might not be able to seek relief for himself but he could give her relief.
River trembled as she lay back against Torak’s broad chest. She felt him gather the material of her gown in his hand and slide it up until he could touch the soft, downy curls between her legs. River jerked back as he used the fingers on one of his hands to spread her soft lips. River cried out as he rubbed his finger over her clit. She had never felt anything like this before. Her body was burning and she could feel the moisture seeping from between her legs as he rubbed her clit. River began to shake as he slid his other hand around her, pulling her even closer so he could pull her lips apart with one hand while rubbing her swollen nub with the other. River let her head drop back against Torak as he moved his finger back and forth changing positions and speed.
“Beautiful.” Torak murmured looking down and watching as he stroked River’s clit. “Watch what I am doing, little one. Watch while I bring you pleasure.”
River’s eyes moved down to watch what Torak was doing to her. She watched as he parted her lips. Her eyes grew wide as she watched him stroke her clit rubbing it back and forth. The shaking in her body increased and she cried out her climax when she watched his fingers disappear inside her to pump and stroke her. She tried to lean forward to get away from the overwhelming feelings as he continued to pulling the orgasm out of her drawing it out until it became too much and she collapsed against him sobbing.
Torak slowly pulled his fingers out of River letting them slid over her ultra sensitive nub. River jerked as Torak ran his fingers over her. He slowly pulled her gown back down over her and pulled her closer to him burying his face in her hair. He could smell her arousal and he fought hard not to react to it. His body was throbbing painfully with desire. Never before had he considered the pleasure of another over his own. Now, he could not imagine only taking his pleasure and never fulfilling hers. She had been wild in his hands. He could tell she was an innocent to what had just happened. She had not used any of the wails other women with more experience used. If he was not mistaken, she had not even known what was happening until the orgasm was upon her.
Torak held River in his arms until he felt sure she had fallen back asleep. In a few days he would take her to his House. Tomorrow, he would begin the process of wooing her as Jo and Star had said he needed to do if he was to win back her trust. He knew he already had her love. She might not be ready to admit it but he had seen it shining from her eyes as she had stared at him after she had been shot. He would bide his time until she was ready to admit it. Only then could he claim her as his own.
Chapter 11
River had been waiting nervously for Torak to appear. Jo and Star had come over early this morning to help her get ready. She was still weak from having loss so much blood and from being in a coma for almost two weeks but was getting stronger every day. She had blushed at first when they insisted on helping her in the shower until they told her they had bathed her while she was unconscious. They had helped her dress and brushed out her long hair fixing it on top of her head in an elaborate up swept.
The only time River had protested was when they had helped her dress. She had been surprised when they had walked in wearing long gowns. Jo had explained they were trying to compromise with the men and had decided they would try the gowns on a temporary basis. Star had already decided they were going to make some alternations to the gowns so they were really pants to look like dresses. They had brought a beautiful dark, blue gown that matched River’s eyes. The gown fitted her willowy figure like a second skin pushing up her breasts and showing off her delicate features. After they had helped her stand in front of the mirror, River had blushed at her appearance. She had never felt so feminine in her whole life. With her dark hair piled up on her head and her dark blue eyes outlined with black liner she looked as far from a warrior as you could get.
“I even made a few quick adjustments on your gown.” Star said smiling as she pulled out a small bag containing six knives. There were four small knives and two larger ones.
“I thought the smaller ones would fit around your waist and blend in with the belt. The two larger knives are strapped to you, one on your thigh which has a small zipper type opening to reach it and one on the inside of your arm with the same type of opening so no one would know about them unless they use a metal detector.” Star said as she slipped the knives into their sheaths.
River’s eyes glistened with tears as she stared at Star, “You are the best sister in the whole universe.”