Mina
No one had ever told me that. Not like this. In the keep, I was always almost invisible. Except in the kitchen of course.. But Jace’s hands were shaking as they moved higher, catching the underside of my breasts.
He cupped them, his fingers spreading wide. I knew I had huge breasts—slightly too large for my frame, a Southern trait that the Northern women always whispered about in the washrooms. I’d spent years trying to hide them under thick wool tunics, trying to minimize the space they took up. But Jace treated them like they were made of solid gold. He dipped his head, taking my nipple into his mouth and sucking hard.
The moment his cold tongue touched my already hard nipples, I threw my head back, my spine hitting the cold stone wall of the kitchen.
“Ahh fuck..”
He moved from one to the other, his tongue circling the peaks until they were too hard and aching. In between sucks, he breathed against my skin.
“Fuck, they’re so soft…” He breathed, “...and plump.”
That made my pussy tingle, tried to close my thighs, but his body was in the way.
He was so patient, so thorough, that it felt like a different kind of violence.
"Ten years, Mina," he repeated, his voice a low vibration I felt in my marrow. "I have waited for this for ten years".
He lifted my legs, draping them over his hips, pulling me to the very edge of the stone ledger until I was completely open to him. The cold of the stone vanished, replaced entirely by the blunt, heavy pressure of him aligning against my pussy. He paused there, just at the threshold, his breath catching in his throat for the first time all morning. I could see the strain in his jaw, the cords of his neck tight as he held himself back from just taking what he wanted.
He wasn't like the Northerners. He wasn't rushing for the end. He was savoring the friction, the way my wetness was already soaking into his skin.
"Mina," he choked out, the hesitation, and a promise all at once.
"Please," I said. It was the only word left in me. “Pleaseee.”
And just like that, I felt the bluntness of his cock meet my pussy, and broke through.
“Oh my…fuck!!”
I felt every inch of it, and width as it continued to fill me till it took the air right out of my lungs. My pussy stretched around him, my muscles aching with the fullness of his cock, a deep, heavy ache that felt like the most honest thing I'd ever experienced. He stayed still for a long moment, buried deep inside me, his forehead resting against my shoulder as we both shook from the sheer physical impact of it.
Then he began to move. Slow at first, pulling it out till the entire length of it was out of my pussy, and immediately I was waiting for that fill, my legs shook from the pure torture of hunger…. And just like that, he plunged back in slowly, my pussy stretching wide…



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