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Freya’s toes curled when she felt Rowan’s rough, wet tongue shamelessly rubbing against her folds. Stretching her hands forward, Freya grabbed Rowan’s hair, trying to stop herself from falling apart, but her movement only seemed to make things worse as Rowan pushed her legs wider, burying his face deeper into her, ensuring that no part of her went unattended.
"R-Rowan... I-" Freya moaned, digging her toes into the bed. She didn’t know how to describe the feeling at that moment; it was something beyond explanation. Rowan’s tongue flicked against her clit, causing her to gasp and arch her back in desire. The sensation was unlike anything innocent Freya had ever experienced. It was a mix of pleasure and vulnerability that left her feeling both weak and yearning for more. Her body trembled from the pleasure Rowan was giving her, and she couldn’t find the words to describe how his touch set her entire body on fire.
Deep down, Freya knew she shouldn’t be doing this with Rowan, but she couldn’t help herself. Her emotions were now uncontrollable, and Rowan was her guilty pleasure. She wasn’t going anywhere until she was satisfied.
As he continued to suck and lick her honey pot, Freya’s thoughts became a jumbled mess of sensations. The feeling was akin to watching butter melt slowly on a pan with a mix of sugar and honey in it. Or perhaps it was more like a cold breeze on a hot day, the first taste of snow melting on her tongue, providing a moment of sweet relief. Or maybe it was like the first bite of a soft biscuit, the rich flavors and texture exploding in her mouth, leaving her craving more. Whatever Freya could come up with, it wouldn’t do justice to the overwhelming sensation that consumed her as Rowan’s skilled tongue continued to work its magic.
"Ro-ahmm...." Freya sighed, unable to finish her words because every time she tried to, Rowan sucked her nubs even deeper, pushing his tongue back and forth as if teasing her, leaving the girl helpless. Slowly, Freya started to feel something brewing in the pit of her stomach, something bigger than the feelings she had experienced in the past few days. It was coming like a storm... no, a wave... and it was coming fast, making her knees weak.
Rowan’s eyes darkened even more every time the girl called out his name. With a firm grip, he held her legs apart, his tongue between her thighs, sucking, licking, and tasting her essence. She tasted even better than he had imagined. It was a raw, beautiful taste that delighted his taste buds, which he savored. Every time his name escaped her delicate lips, he moved even faster, trying to push her to the edge because he wanted to be the one to catch her.
Rowan knew the girl was still hesitant. Her eyes still held doubts about the decision she had made, but he wanted her to submit to him, to make her his own. He wanted to be the one to take away her last bit of innocence. He licked her with a raw hunger, his hands roaming her body, teasing her nipples, and gripping her hips. He knew how to make her squirm, how to make her want him more than she ever thought she could. He was far more experienced and skilled.
Freya threw her head back when she felt her first-ever release. It was strange and it scared the girl, her whole body trembling, "Rowan!" Her voice echoed inside the room, and when she noticed this, her hand flew over to cover her mouth.
"Don’t hide it..." Rowan finally raised his face, sticking out his tongue as he languidly licked up the remnants of the girl’s essence from the corner of his lips. "I want to hear you scream my name," he grinned.
Freya gulped. The way Rowan was staring at her at that moment did many things to her trembling body. Now, with her body finding release, she was shy and didn’t know how to look at Rowan. He had just had his lips on the most private part of her body, and it was a little embarrassing for her. Her ears burned red, causing her face to look flushed. She tried to bring her legs together and close them, but Rowan held her in place.
"Mhm..." he shook his head, staring intently at the girl. His eyes blazed with buried desires. "I haven’t even started the things I have in mind to do to you."
Freya widened her eyes, "W-what do you mean... we just did-" She paused, not knowing how to explain it, but they had just done something that made her feel a release. Wasn’t that supposed to be the end? Freya thought.
"Did what?" Rowan chuckled, "Bunny, I just ate dessert first. Now I’m really hungry."
Freya pressed her lips together, the low tone of Rowan’s voice did things to her body that she couldn’t even explain. "What else are we going to do..." the girl asked innocently, darting her eyes around the room. She wanted to look anywhere but Rowan’s face.
"Oh girl, you’re just so innocent." Rowan smiled, cupping her face with his palm as he made her turn to face him properly. "And I can’t wait to take that away from you; one can’t be allowed to forever be this untainted."
Freya bit her lower lip, her hands fumbling with the sheets. "How can you-ah!" The girl gasped when she felt Rowan’s finger slip inside her. Since she wasn’t expecting it, the gasp was loud and uncontrolled.
Rowan didn’t hold back; his fingers pushed back and forth inside the girl’s folds. He twirled them slowly, still holding the girl’s face.
"Look at me, Freya. Look at the face of the man you’re melting under..." Rowan ordered, tipping the girl’s chin so she would look him straight in the eyes, and when he did this, he noticed how the wetness of the girl made a squelching sound.
Rowan’s lips curled into an evil smile, and he slowly tried to pull his finger out from the girl’s core.
"No-" was the soft protest from Freya’s lips, and when she heard her voice, she tried to look away, but Rowan held her face, staring at her straight in the eyes. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
"Freya... go on... say my name and beg me to hold your body roughly. I know you want it... beg me not to stop." Rowan said, bringing his body closer to the girl.
Freya swallowed hard. She had already been acting shamelessly; how was she supposed to throw away her last pride and beg for something like this? She decided she wasn’t going to do it, and Rowan quickly noticed the stubbornness in her eyes.
"You won’t? Fine... I’ll let you be-"
"No!" Freya shouted, holding Rowan’s hand in place. She closed her eyes, opened them, and the corners of her eyes glistened.
"Please... don’t stop... Rowan... you’re being really wicked right now." Freya pressed her lips tightly.
Rowan’s lips twisted into a wicked smile. He was so proud of himself. "When you put it that way, it makes me want to do this..." Pushing his finger deeper inside Freya, he held the girl’s face steady, looking her straight in the eyes. As her face contorted in pleasure, he quickened his pace with the movement of his fingers.
"Ummm..." Freya moaned, looking straight into Rowan’s eyes. Having his finger inside her did so many things to her body. She felt like she was exploding into tiny pebbles of beautiful stones... it wasn’t something she could really explain. She pushed her back, letting Rowan have even more access inside her.
"You’re so wet..." Rowan remarked, his eyes still on the girl. He felt her honey pot contract around his fingers, and he knew she was reaching the edge again. For the second time in one night, Freya combusted into the clouds of ecstasy, breathing heavily.
Her body still quivered from the second release she had experienced, with different parts of Rowan tasting and giving her body the pleasure she never knew existed. Thinking it was over, she tried to rest her back on the bed, but Rowan pulled her forward, holding her leg and hands at the same time, then made her lie on her back.
"What-"
"I’m not yet done, understand?" Rowan’s words sounded like a question, but he didn’t wait for the girl to reply. He pushed down his trousers, releasing the monster that almost had Freya’s heart jump into her stomach.
Freya gulped. She was beginning to question so many things, and she knew she had bitten off more than she could chew, staring at the manhood of the man in front of her. She watched as Rowan slowly brought it toward her entrance, rubbing it gently on her wet sweet spot.
"Mmm..." Freya moaned when she felt the tip of Rowan’s third leg rub against her. It was something she never knew she needed, brought right before her, and now she didn’t know if she would survive if Rowan didn’t give it to her.
"Do you want it?" Rowan asked, still rubbing himself on her, and when the stickiness rubbed on his tip, he groaned. Freya nodded at his question, and he smiled.
"If you won’t say, then I don’t know."
"You want it?"
Freya nodded, "Yes... I want it..." She whispered.
Rowan smirked. He was thoroughly enjoying the look on the girl’s face, how he had turned an innocent fawn into a vixen in one night. He rubbed his manhood gently, then slowly dipped it inside the core that was still wet and already prepared for his arrival.
"Mmm..." Freya moaned uncontrollably as she felt her insides expand with Rowan inside her. She arched her back, feeling stretched and full with the foreign body.
"You’re doing well, it’s your first time but you’re taking it so well...." Rowan continued pushing himself in slowly, though he wanted to be rough but he decided to be considerate since it was the girl’s first time.
Finally inside of her, Rowan moved his body slowly. His waist going in rhythm as he felt the thick walls of Freya’s private folds.
"So good..." Rowan licked his lips, as he rocked his waist pressing his body but not his weight on the girl’s body. Moving his hand up, he cupped Freya’s breast and using his lips he sucked her nipples while going deeper inside of her.
Freya’s eyes rolled back and she pushed her hand forward. Digging her nails on Rowan’s back, and the feeling below her stomach came back again and this time she found herself covering the sheets with wetnesss soaking the the bed.
"And she waters..." Rowan groaned as he finally reached to his own release. He fell back breathing heavily now laying beside a spent Freya.
"This is the last night I’m going to be slow and gentlemanly with you," Rowan rubbed the girl’s hair gently, pushing her closer to rest on his chest. Then he inhaled deeply, the sweet smell of raw sex filled the room. Rowan was so going to enjoy his days claiming the remaining innocence of Freya in the days to come.
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