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legs. That’s an order.”
    She hesitated, then parted her legs. Llewellyn put both
hands on her thighs and parted her labia with his thumbs, revealing her sex. It
was swollen with passion. He leaned forward and found her clit with his tongue.
Eagerly he lapped at it until Tamara’s legs began to tremble.
    “Let me lie down,” she begged. “My head is spinning.”
    “I hope so,” he said. Still kneeling, he helped her lie back
on the soft cloak and then bent to his pleasurable task again. He licked and
nibbled gently on her clit and softly, teasingly, he stroked his fingertips
ever so lightly against her slick flesh. Her labia swelled and grew moist, and
even her passage opened and contracted. Tamara writhed upon the cloak, her
hands clutching at the edges of it, her knuckles white.
    “Let yourself go,” he chuckled, sliding one finger, then
two, into her passage.
    “Oh yes!” she cried, bucking against him. But he wasn’t
going to let her give in to her passion yet.
    “Just relax, stop trying to hurry it.” He grinned, and then
wriggled his two fingers, making them vibrate like the wings of a hummingbird.
Her hips lifted off the floor as her back arched and a flood of hot wetness
dampened his hand. He pressed his lips to her sensitive clit, and then sighed
in satisfaction when he felt her contractions massaging his fingers.
    Panting, Tamara raised herself on her elbows. “Where did you
learn to do that?”
    He withdrew his fingers and with a wolfish grin said, “You
might actually like it in Hivernia. The fairies have many different ways of
satisfying their needs, and they are not at all shy about sharing.”
    Her face turned pink. “You’ve shared before?”
    “I did spend time in Hivernia.” He stood and stretched. His
cock was still hard, and he stroked it, staring at the woman lying on the floor
before him. Her eyelashes fluttered and she smiled.
    “It’s my turn now.” She knelt and put both hands on his
groin, rubbing suggestively.
    “Only if you’re up to it,” he said.
    “Oh, I think I can manage. I recover quickly.” With that,
she slid her hot mouth over his cock and began to suck.
    Sweet Mistral! By Thaw’s spring flowers! Llewellyn had to
grab the stone wall to keep upright. Her mouth was sensuous and the sight of
her full lips moving up and down his shaft while her fingers seemed to have an
urge to explore all his nooks and crannies… By Mistral! He sucked in air and
held it as one of her fingers found a particularly sensitive cranny and delved
deep. Her mouth suctioned lustily. He felt his balls contract to somewhere around
his stomach. And then her delving finger delved even deeper, and he lost it.
    He thought maybe his head had come off, maybe. At any rate,
one thing was sure—his cock was empty. It had exploded into her eager mouth and
she’d gulped his seed with an expression of pure delight. It must have echoed
the look on his face—he hoped. He had a sneaking suspicion that when he came he
probably looked witless, because he certainly felt that way. The only thing
that existed was his cock and the lips hugging it.
    He sank to his knees and faced her.
    “Where did you learn to do that? And don’t tell me your clan
sisters or whatever you call them have cocks.”
    She batted her eyelashes. A very womanly thing to do. “I
just made it up.”
    He collapsed onto the cloak and curled up tight. He felt
empty, drained and rather confused. She curled up next to him, her arms around
his shoulders.
    “What’s the matter?”
    “I was thinking of sharing you, and I wasn’t very happy
about it,” he admitted. “It’s not an elvish thing to do. It’s a fairy thing.
But if we go to Hivernia, you may be tempted to try.”
    “Let’s deal with that when it happens.” She tucked her head
into the crook of his neck and he felt her breathing even off and deepen.
    She slid into sleep as easily and trustingly as a child. He
lay awake for a long time. Part of it was hunger. And part