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Long tendrils wisped around my neck and down my shoulders. He fingered one while slowly easing himself into the tub, behind me.

His strong hands rubbed my shoulders and neck. He slowly worked on each knot, forcing the muscles to relax. His fingers worked the sensitive area where neck and shoulder meet. I grew painfully aware of the heat growing in my belly.

Moaning, I leaned back against F__el's chest. I could feel his penis hard against the base of my spine. Its touch, hotter than the water, shot a jolt through my gut. He lowered his mouth to my neck and my breath grew erratic. One hand ran down my collarbone, cupping my breast firmly. His thumb brushed my large nipple and my thighs parted unbidden. My tender folds exposed, I squealed. The water was indeed far cold then our flesh.

I shivered and felt his cock jerk behind me. He climbed from the tub and lifted me with ease. Wrapped in clean linen, he carried me through a small archway to another room. This room too, hard a fire burning in the hearth, but it's light was hidden by a screen. It illuminated the bed, F__el, and myself, leaving the walls in shadow.

He laid me gently on to a soft mound of linens and plaids, warmed from the hearth's heat. Cradling my head, he lay beside me for several heartbeats.

His hands roamed my flesh, sending waves of fire through me. He touched every inch of me, avoiding only my swollen ankle. He was learning me. Mapping my body in his mind through his sense of touch. "F__el." I heard my own voice weakly speaking his name with each breath.

I felt his mouth on mine, firm and urgent. Never having kissed in such a way, I was afraid to open my mouth to his inquisitive tongue. A muscular hand begun to knead my breast, his thumb roughly flicking my nipple.

Pleasure coursed through me. Moisture pooled between my thighs. I opened my mouth in a silent gasp, only to find it being probed by his hot tongue. He tasted of spiced wine, hot and exhilarating.

I sucked hungrily at his mouth, capturing his lower lip with my teeth. I felt him tense at my sudden assertiveness. I took his hand from my breast and placed it over my soft pubic mound. His fingers wormed their way between silken folds and lingered in the wetness there.

F__el pinched the tiny exposed nub. I released his mouth is a rush of breath, screams of pleasure caught in my throat. A spasm of pleasure shot through my cunt and I writhed beneath his dancing fingers. His touch was both too much and not enough.

Placing a hand above my shoulders, he rolled over on top on me. I could feel his hard cock burning my thigh. His face grew pensive. His multicolored eyes flashed both veneration and desire.

"R__s?" It was a question. A request. An appeal.

I smiled demurely and gave a slow nod.

F__el's penis slid along my slit, burning the wetness there and producing more. He was moving in slow, controlled strokes, probing the very entrance of my womb. He was moving too slow.

I raised my hands to his chest, flicking both nipples with my fingernails. His cock jumped against me. The second flick brought a growl from his throat. A pinch granted me a reaction.

He reached beneath me and raising my hips to his, eased his erection into me. Meeting resistance he pulled back and pressed into me again. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Pain and pleasure both filled my senses. He pulled back again and plunged in with steady force. I let out a shrill cry.

"Luaidh," F__el whispered. "Mo luaidh."

He murmured those two words repeatedly and kissed my eyes. I knew he could taste the tears that had escaped my control. He remained inside me, unmoving. Filling me with his pulsating cock, but not fulfilling his need for release.

F__el's gazed at me concerned. Those ever-changing eyes were haunted. Shameful and imploring. Biting his lip, he continued to hold himself immobile.

His breathing grew sharp, unsteady.

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