Ynyr (Tornians Book 3) Page 6

  “You went to him?”

  “Yes. A female must go to the male. It shows her willingness to Join. When I saw Oryon standing there waiting for me wearing nothing but a loose drape around his waist I thought I would need reviving.” Isis’ cheeks flushed at the memory

  “Looked that good did he?”

  “He looked magnificent.” Isis whispered, then blinking, looked back to Abby. “Then he led me to his bed and removed my covering. I laid back and presented myself to him to be pleasured.”

  “Presented yourself?” Abby frowned slightly at her.

  “Yes. I opened my legs so his mouth could pleasure me.”

  “He went down on you?” Abby couldn’t believe what Isis was saying.

  “Went down?” It was Isis’ turn to frown.

  “Performed oral sex on you,” Abby said.

  “Oral sex… I do not know this term.”

  “Oryon used his mouth on your…” Abby hesitated, searching her mind for what Tornians called it.

  “My pleasure nub.” Isis inserted for her. “What do you call it?”

  “Clit,” Abby told her.

  “Oh, well then yes Oryon used his mouth on my… clit until I found my pleasure and released. Once I did, my channel became slick enough for his shaft to enter me. Joining us. He then found his own pleasure and released his seed inside my body.”

  “So that was on your first night together, what about the rest?”

  “It is like that every time.” Isis said, frowning at her.

  “You’re telling me that Oryon has oral sex with you every time? That he makes sure you orgasm every time!” Abby didn’t even try to hide her shock.

  “Of course.” Isis frowned at Abby not understanding why she was so shocked. “It is the only way to get my body to release its juices so my channel will become slick.” Isis paused. “Is it not that way for you?”

  “No. I mean, that would work. It would work great actually, but to be honest Ynyr gets my juices flowing just by looking at me and his kisses….” Abby found she had to fan herself.

  “I have discovered this too, since Oryon has started to kiss me. I thought maybe something was wrong with me.”

  “No, there is nothing wrong with you. It is just your body responding to his. I can’t believe your males go down on you every time.”

  “Your males do not?”

  “No, most would rather receive than give.”

  “I do not understand?”

  “Earth males like to have oral sex performed on them.”

  “How is that possible?” Isis asked in confusion. “Your males have a clit?” Her eyes widened at the thought.

  “No,” Abby said, laughing at the thought. “They like it when a female puts their shaft in her mouth and sucks it.”

  “I… why would she do this?”

  “Because it feels really good to them.”

  “You have done this?”

  “Yes. Lance really liked oral sex.”

  “This is the male you…”

  “Dated for a while, yes. I thought we had something special, that it was going to last but then…” Abby trailed off not wanting to revisit that old hurt. Some things were best left behind. “Anyway, Lance really liked it. He liked to have sex a lot of different ways, but that was his favorite.”

  “I am not sure I could do that,” Isis admitted. “I would choke on Oryon’ length.

  “Well, you don’t take all of him in your mouth, just as much as you can. You grip the rest of him with your hand and stroke him as you suck him. Earth males really like it.”

  “I have never heard of such a thing,” Isis said still slightly awed. “A male gives a female her release, then she remains still while he takes his own.”

  “Seriously? You just lay there? You don’t…” Abby trailed off wondering if she should say more. She had always liked having sex with Lance. Liked touching him. Liked being touched by him. It had always made her feel connected, as if she was part of something bigger than herself. If that wasn’t the way for Tornians she didn’t know what she would do.

  “Don’t what? Please Abby, tell me.”

  “Touch Oryon? You don’t caress him? Don’t wrap your arms and legs around him? You don’t touch or kiss him while you are Joining?”

  “There are times when I will touch his hair, I can’t seem to resist it, but I don’t want to distract him from his pleasure.”

  “But your touch will enhance his pleasure, enhance your pleasure.”

  “It will?” Isis asked hesitantly. “You are sure?”

  “Yes.” Abby told her firmly.

  This conversation was what had led Abby and Isis to be passing the room the males were in on their way to Isis’ chamber to select a Joining gown for Abby.

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  “What?” Abby whispered, unable to believe the words that had just heard come out of Ynyr’s mouth. He saw her as a distraction? He wanted to send her to Betelgeuse? Was he ashamed of her?

  “Abby…” Ynyr crossed the room, meaning to take her in his arms only to freeze when she stepped out of reach.

  “I’m a distraction to you?” She asked.

  “That is not what I meant.” Ynyr said, trying to get her to understand.

  “It is what you said.”

  “You need to let me explain Abby.”

  “You are now a Lord, Ynyr, you do not need to explain yourself to her, just tell her this is how it is going to be.” Ull told him.

  “Keeping saying things like that and I’ll make sure no Earth female ever chooses you.” Abby shot angry eyes to Ull and saw him stiffen at her threat.

  “You dare…” Ull growled at her.

  “Ull be silent!” Oryon ordered glaring at his first male.

  “Let us go somewhere else Abby, so I can explain to you what I meant.”

  “No. You stood right here in this room, before these males and said I was a distraction! That you would be better off if I did not go to Etruria with you. Is that an untruth?”

  “No,” Ynyr admitted, “but…”

  “Then there is nothing left for you to explain, I made a mistake.” Abby said then walked by him towards the door she knew would take her away from Ynyr, forever.

  “No!” Ynyr immediately went after her, knowing that if she left him now he would never get her back. Reaching her, he swung her up over his shoulder, ignoring her outraged screech and carried her out of the chamber.

  Chapter Five

  “What do you think you’re doing?!! Put me down!” Abby demanded from her upside down position, pounding on his back, but he didn’t even flinch. “You can’t do this! I want to leave! I won’t Join with you! Put me down!”

  Suddenly Abby found she was flying through the air, but inside of hitting the hard stone floor as she expected, she found herself bouncing in the middle of the massive bed in Ynyr’s resting chamber. Before she could react, Ynyr was on her, holding her wrists over her head, caging her in with his massive body inches above hers. His eyes were filled with angry and just the slightest flicker of pain as they stared down at her.

  “Our Joining,” Ynyr growled out through clenched teeth, “will always be your choice Abby.” Did she truly think he would force her? How had his wanting to protect her make her see him as an unworthy male? “You are all that matters to me! Don’t you know that?”

  “Then why!” Abby found herself screaming back at him. “Why don’t you want me with you?!!”

  “Because if any harm were to come to you I would end my own life!” Ynyr shouted back.

  Ynyr’s words had Abby’s breath catching and her struggles ceased as she stared back at him, her anger disappearing as she whispered. “What?”

  “Etruria is in chaos right now, even with the warriors that the Emperor sent after Bertos’ attack. I was only named Lord today. I haven’t had the time to establish my House, to fill it with the warriors I know and trust. All I have are those warriors that the other Lords are willing to send me and what Bertos l
eft behind. I know none of them. Trust none of them. They will all have their own agendas. How can I possibly take you to such a place and keep you safe?”

  Abby’s eyes searched Ynyr’s and could see that he was telling her the truth. He wasn’t sending her away because he had changed his mind. He was trying to protect her.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered, tears clogging her throat and filling her eyes. “I overreacted. I thought you had changed your mind, that you no longer wanted me.”

  “Never!” Ynyr instantly denied. “I will always want you Abby, but I need to see to it that you are safe also.”

  “I know.” If there was one thing Abby had learned from Lisa and Kim it was that Tornian males took the protection of their females very seriously. “I’m sorry.” Stretching up, she pressed her lips to his.

  Ynyr’s heart stuttered, not because of Abby’s lips pressed against his, but because of her words. A Tornian female never apologized, for she was never wrong. For his Abby to say those words to him…

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered again.

  Growling, Ynyr crushed his lips on hers, pressing her deeper into his bed as his tongue invaded her mouth, her sweet taste filling him. He had nearly lost her, lost his Abby, all because she had doubted he wanted her. It made no sense to him, but that did not matter. What mattered was that he needed to show her just how much he wanted her then she would never doubt it again!

  Shifting his grip so both her wrists were in one hand, he put space between their bodies so he could trail his fingers down the inside of a bare arm, caressing the soft skin while his tongue continued to conquer her mouth, feeling the shiver that ran through her. Had he been calmer he might have stopped to make sure she was okay with what he was doing, but he was not calm and he needed to show her that she was his and only his.

  Reaching the curve of her breast, he filled his hand with the generous flesh unable to believe it overflowed his large grip. Kneading and squeezing he rolled her nipple between his thumb and finger, bringing it to a taunt point that strained against the material of her covering.

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  Abby couldn’t control the sensations that were assaulting her senses as her tongue continued to spar with Ynyr’s. There were just too many. They were too extreme. She arched back on her shoulders, trying to close the distance between her breasts and Ynyr’s chest but he was too far away.

  Her hips refused to remain still. They wanted to grind against him, wanted to spread and welcome him in but his knees were planted on either side of hers and held them still. Groaning her frustration, she nipped at his lip.

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  Ignoring her, Ynyr recaptured her mouth as his hand continued its journey along the lushness of her body stopping only when he discovered the bare skin of her thigh, her covering having ridden up during their struggle. Sliding his hand up along the soft flesh, his thumb slipped between her thighs meaning to find her nub so he could begin to pleasure her. Instead, he found her already slick and wet.

  Ripping his mouth from hers Ynyr stared down at her in shock. “Abby?”

  Lifting heavy passion filled eyes Abby looked at him. “What?”

  “Your body… it is already prepared for me.” His voice was full of awe.

  “Yes,” she admitted, shifting under his touch. “I’m always like that when you are around.”

  Ynyr couldn’t explain how her words made him feel. When she had said she was sorry he had started to see himself differently. Females were the most important thing in the Tornian universe. Males were expendable and easily replaced, but not him, not to her. Now she was letting him know how much she desired him, that just seeing him stirred her as much as it did him. She was truly a gift from the Goddess, one he would never cease to appreciate.

  Carefully his thumb continued to circle her pleasure nub and watched her face for the slightest of reactions and his Abby did not disappoint. Her eyes fairly glowed with desire. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips, swollen from his kisses, parted as her breathing started to come in little pants.

  “God that feels good, Ynyr. Don’t stop.”

  “I won’t,” he growled increasing the pressure of his thumb. He had never known a female could respond like this, to just a touch. It had never been that way with the Serai. With them a male had to use his mouth on her nub, not his thumb. When Abby’s eyes began to close, he growled at her in displeasure. He wanted to see her release.

  “Look at me!” He demanded, his thumb no longer stroking her, causing Abby to cry out in denial as her eyes flew to his. “You will not hide your pleasure from me. I will see it. Hear it.” Ynyr didn’t know where these words were coming from or what made him think he had the right to demand anything from Abby. He only knew he wanted to share in her pleasure, not just give it then take it.

  With their gazes locked, his thumb returned to her nub, stoking it harder and faster more aggressively. He watched as her eyes widen at his unrelenting onslaught before darkening with passion.

  “That feels so good,” she whispered. “I’m so close.”

  “Give it to me Abby,” he growled lowering his hips so his shaft, tightly encased in his pants, rubbed against her thigh.

  “I…” Abby’s hips bucked against his hand, her core knew his cock was close and it clenched in protest that it wasn’t inside her. It wouldn’t take much more. “Please…” she begged, her hips twisting under him.

  “Now Abby!” Ynyr ordered, slipping a single thick finger into her hot tight channel, his thumb pressing down hard.

  Abby could do nothing but scream as her body obeyed Ynyr’s command. Every fiber of her being tightened painfully before it released in the most amazing orgasm she had ever had.

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  Ynyr couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. His Abby, she was amazing. He had never known a female could be so beautiful when she released. That she would respond not only to his touch, but also to his demands. It was not something the Serai had ever allowed. A male followed her orders, did as she demanded or she would not allow him to release inside of it, imitating a Tornian female.

  Not his Abby. Not in this, in this, she seemed to understand that he was being so demanding so he could give her pleasure and be allowed to see it. And not only did his Abby allow it, she seemed to relish it.

  He wanted to see it again. Releasing her wrists, he gripped the bodice of her covering and ripped it down the front.

  “Ynyr!” Abby cried out.

  At Abby’s cry his eyes shot to hers worried he had frightened her. Instead, he found humor flickering through her satisfied eyes.

  “This is the only covering I have!” She gently reprimanded him.

  “I will get you another,” he promised. “Hundreds… thousands more if that is what you want, but right now I need to see you.” Rising from the bed, Ynyr finished ripping the covering from her then gazed down at the most beautiful thing the Goddess had ever created.

  Abby.

  She lay in the middle of his bed. Her body lush and full in all the right places and she let him look his fill. Her pale skin was currently rosy from the release he had given her. The hunaja curls between her legs were damp with it. His mouth watered at the thought of what she would taste like. Suddenly, he realized there was nothing stopping him from finding out.

  Ignoring the hardness of the floor Ynyr dropped to his knees. Sliding his hands under her legs, he gripped the tops her thighs and pulled her towards the edge of the bed. Settling a leg over each broad shoulder, he opened her most secret place, revealing all her to his greedy eyes.

  ‘Goddess, she smelled good.’ he thought. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply, growling. Sweet. She smelled sweet! Nuzzling her curls with his nose, he separated them working his way deeper into her secrets. He needed to taste, needed to know if she was as sweet as she smelled.

  The first swipe of his tongue along her core caused his eye to roll back in his head. No longer was hunaja his favorite treat, now Abb
y was.

  She was sweet and tart and juicy all at the same time and she was all his. His to pleasure. His to care for. His to drive to release. Never again would he be alone, and neither would she.

  Finding her nub, he latched on to it, sucking and nibbling on it in the way the Serai had taught. Abby’s gasps of pleasure told him that in this at least they had been right. As his mouth continued its assault, his hands slid along her inner thighs opening her further to lick along her slit. Slowly he slipped a long thick finger into her channel and felt her immediately try to suck him in even deeper.

  She was so hot and wet, so soft and tight, too tight. Slowly he withdrew from her channel, then adding a second finger struggled to push them back in. He felt her body’s instinctive resistance to the increase in size, but he continued to press for he was so much larger than his two fingers. Goddess she was tight!

  Slowly he curved his fingers searching for that special spot and felt her fingers sink into his hair, her nails scraping his scalp as he found it.

  “Ynyr!”

  Hearing her cry out made Ynyr feel like a God. He knew he was pleasuring her. Yet he knew he needed to stretch her even further before they could completely Join so he carefully inserted yet a third finger than spread them. When her walls tightened around them, he knew she wasn’t trying to force him out. Because her heels were digging into his back and her nails were scraping his scalp encouraging him to do more.

  So he did.

  He wanted to feel her release, wanted to taste it. He wanted to hear her scream his name again. It was something he would never tire of. Twisting his wrist, he drove his fingers deeper, as his mouth took her entire nub in his mouth and feasted on it until it could take no more and she cried out.

  “Ynyr!”

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