Taming an Angel

by Kathleen Lash

  She’d a right not to trust any man. “Are you tired?”

  “No.” She didn’t look sleepy as her fingertips ran over his jaw and ear.

  “Would you let me touch you again?” he asked.

  “You want to? Even after what happened?”

  “Aye, but we’ll do it different this time.”

  “With your clothes off?” She sounded eager at the prospect.

  He laughed and brushed fine, silky strands of hair away from her face. “Aye, if you want that.”

  She nodded and he stood to shed his clothes. When he took his spot next to her, he said, “We need an accord prior to the touching though.”

  About to lay a hand on his chest, she stilled in midair.

  He smiled because she took him exactly at his word. “You touch me any way you want. I’ll do the same to you. If you don’t like something I do, tell me and I’ll stop.”

  “You don’t have to touch me. I never meant to say you should. It’s not necessary because I can’t really feel the things a normal woman would.”

  “You’ve said as much.”

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  She’d felt more than a little something when he’d touched her before. She just didn’t put it all together in her head. He’d show her bad food hadn’t caused her body to get hot and he bet this time, she’d figure it out. She wasn’t immune to him.

  “Would you mind?” He waited and studied her.

  “I don’t think so.”

  “You tell me if you do. I’m not deaf, I’ll hear you.” And he’d listen closely and watch for anything not right with her.

  She shivered. He reckoned anxiety caused it. He hoped it was a good kind of nervousness. “Your mouth, hon, let’s start there.”

  “Oh,” she said on a sigh, “I forgot about that. Does it feel good to you?”

  “Kissing you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Let’s find out.” Without clothes, he figured it’d be focking amazing.

  After pulling her close and placing a palm against her lower back to bring her tight, he nibbled her lips. She opened to him after only a few seconds, and lying as they were, he couldn’t help but taste inside. When she closed on his tongue, he groaned. He remained stirred over the previous petting he’d done. It took nay time to come right back to where he’d been.

  She squeezed his side and he moaned long and low into her mouth. It mingled with the moan from her. He could easily tell she liked them being naked and firm alongside one another. When she thrust her tongue against his, he drew it in to capture and tease.

  She grew restless and strained to get closer. Whether she knew it or not, she’d gone beyond the point of needing kisses, at least on her mouth.

  He stilled her by placing his palms against her cheeks. When she quieted, he couldn’t stop from licking her lips, using his tongue to get her mouth open. He loved her taste. She looked right broughen with opened red lips and her breath coming fast. He stopped long enough to say, “I’ll kiss you different now and you’ll like it, or I’ll stop.

  All right?”

  “No.” Her legs came together. She knew where he wanted to go.

  He’d bet on some level, she wanted it. The trick would be getting her mind to accept what her body already knew.

  She frowned. “Something’s wrong. I’m wet and…”

  “Aye, I made you that way and I get the spoils of the victory. It should be sweet and I aim to find out. You’ll open your legs for me.”

  “No, please.”

  “Do it, hon, right now. I’ll stop if you don’t like it. Remember?”

  When her legs parted, her scent swept up and he took it in. She smelled of a warm gal and lust. She claimed she hadn’t felt desire with a man before and he became determined to take every bit from her.

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  “Tiernan?”

  Kissing her hard, he practiced patience until her knees drifted further apart. “That’s it, sweet,” he said between kisses. “I’m going to turn and you’ll stay as you are. Keep your legs wide and I’ll do the same. Vulnerable. Both of us.”

  “All right.”

  “You don’t have to touch me. You don’t have to do a thing.”

  “Sure,” Jessica replied, having no inkling what would happen.

  He sat up, turned and lay back down, placing his cock within easy reach of her hands and mouth. You don’t have to touch me. Why would he place himself in such a position? Then she remembered—vulnerable. She swallowed, recalling she would be too.

  As he kissed and licked her thigh, the skin grew strange bumps as if she’d taken a chill. She wasn’t cold in the least. The muscles down the entire length of her leg trembled. The glide of his tongue didn’t hurt but made all sorts of strange sensations race up and down. She concentrated very hard on what he did, waiting for pain. He stroked her pussy lips and her legs spread more. Tingling and heat raced through her crease as his tongue took long, languid strokes. She’d had men between her legs, but never like this!

  He kept moving her as he kissed and licked. She stopped paying attention to his nonverbal requests to move this way or that and focused on when the next sensation would thrill her pussy. He brought her leg up and gently pulled until the rest of her body followed. She eventually laid over him on her belly. Warm hands on the insides of her thighs eased her open until she lay spread wide with nothing hidden. When it dawned on her what he could see, a feeling of unease descended. He ripped it away when something pliant and slippery slid directly into her heat.

  “Oh God! Tiernan! What the hell!”

  His tongue slid out and slithered over her exposed genitalia. It eventually settled on the thin bar and twin balls piercing her clitoris hood. He licked her softly. The feelings weren’t painful in the least. Wonderful, tiny motions from him created little shockwaves that raced through surrounding tissue to eventually settle deep in her pussy. The entire experience became most disconcerting because for once, she hadn’t the slightest urge to protect her tender flesh. In fact, her legs relaxed and she slid an inch toward his mouth.

  He made agreeable, eager sounds as he tasted and licked. Her belly started aching and turning over. Her nipples grew swollen and hard. Pressing her breasts against his muscled abdomen set something else in motion and she felt a trickle of moisture leak from her passage. He made her feel like some enticingly edible, lickable treat.

  His rigid, needful cock lay right in front of her. The scent of a clean, warm man swirled into her nose. Most men smelled a bit stale to her. Tiernan’s aroma intrigued her. Once again, she found herself not repelled in the least. Strangely, she desired his 55

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  taste and kissed the head of his cock. What he did between her legs in return made her achy and anxious and without preamble, she grasped his hard shaft and swallowed as much as she could into her mouth. The ensuing bellow coming from him vibrated through her pussy. He stopped toying with her clit and slid his tongue into her core.

  Instinctively, she began rocking, loving what she felt. As she swayed, his hands grasped her ass to help her move. Her thoughts wouldn’t come together. She couldn’t remember what she’d been taught to do when pleasuring a man. The pleasure suddenly became hers and she’d no experience in dealing with the new sensations coursing her insides. She compared it to the availability of food after a few days without. The need to have her insides full and sated overrode the need to actually taste what’d been made available.

  Desiring to hold him deep wherever she could, she opened and took him further. It satisfied some great necessity to have a portion of him immersed in her body. She swallowed, contracted around the head of his cock and was rewarded with an involuntary spasm followed by pre-cum.

  Y es, Tiernan, let me make it good for you too.

  She’d brutalized him previously by teasing and holding him off. She wouldn’t do so now. She used her tongue, throat and mouth to strip away any restraint he might�
��ve had. She needed to taste his hot seed in her mouth. She had to feel his cock strain and shudder.

  “Aye!” he bellowed. “Swallow, Jess!”

  It happened! His body shook, convulsed as his arms wrapped around her lower back. A hoarse voice kept repeating, “Broughen, gal. Sweet broughen, gal.”

  The praise sank deep, spinning her insides upside down. Warm from exertion, her sweating palms held his hips so she wouldn’t lose a single drop. Making sure he received the utmost pleasure until the very last second, his satisfaction suddenly mattered more than almost anything else.

  Heated breath rushing against her wetness caused her thighs and ass to tingle. Her body became an exposed nerve. He rolled and she turned with him until she rested on her side. Every muscle in her body ached. Tiernan straightened and hovered over her as he eased her onto her back. The stroke of his hand on her belly no longer felt good. Her skin became sensitive and the lightest caress made her flinch. He’d been given release and she’d somehow been sated in the process. He needn’t continue to touch her.

  “Easy now, hon. Slow your breath.”

  “Please, don’t. It hurts.”

  “Aye, I’m sure it does. Spread your legs for me.”

  Her legs drew up, bent and her knees stayed together at the last moment. If the rest of her was that sensitive, she could only imagine what touching there would feel like.

  His smile somehow laid her fears to rest. “Do it now. Trust me a bit.”

  A sob came out before her shaking legs parted.

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  Long, thick fingers separated her wet lips and held her open. “I won’t hurt you.”

  A fingertip touched the piercing and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

  Light, circular motions rubbed the jewelry and her clit. He applied pressure and she whined. Round and round he circled and massaged over the small area until she knew she’d go mad. She ached in the strangest manner.

  His finger slid down and when she felt it at the entrance of her passage, her feet sank into the mattress as her knees spread wide. When he slipped inside, her hips jerked off the bed and she yelled, “God, Tiernan, what have you done to me!”

  The finger didn’t go far but turned up toward her pubic bone. It slid around until he fingered a particularly sensitive spot inside. She sucked in a breath, held it until it rushed out in a massive exhale. He kept going over and over the same spot. Aching and suddenly anxious, she shifted her hips, reaching for—something.

  God, she wanted and needed nameless things just beyond her grasp. Her eyes grew wide as she stilled. Surely her heart quit beating with the intense and unexpected surge of broiling heat shooting through her. A faint tingling started between her legs and spread, waking nerves through her hips, ass and belly.

  “Oh God,” she sobbed. Faint, rhythmic spasms formed deep in her pussy. The weak sensations pulsed like a second heartbeat. Her insides twisted and knotted unbearably, keeping the ripples from growing. Her body fought the urges down. She couldn’t take any more!

  “Come for me, Jess,” Tiernan’s low voice rumbled.

  She felt on the verge of death if something didn’t happen soon. A jolt swept through her and she tried going with it, letting it get deep. It burned and fizzled out, leaving hurt and emptiness expanding in her stomach and chest.

  “Please, no more!” Years of repressing sexual urges couldn’t be overcome. “I can’t.

  I’m a throwback!”

  “You’re almost there, sweet. Let me help.” He came over her and crushed her with his weight as he positioned his cock between the slickened lips of her pussy. “Hug me with your thighs. Aye, like that.”

  Heat washed through her as he pushed a bit inside.

  “Tiernan! Oh!”

  “We’ll take care of it.” He sounded quite sure of himself before he kissed her tenderly.

  She needed brutality!

  His lips hovered and he said, “Loosen up for me. Let me in.”

  The pressure of him stretching her pussy felt incredible. It didn’t hurt! “Hurry, please.”

  “Slow down, Jess.”

  “Harder. Take me. Hurry!” She couldn’t wait.

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  “Settle down, hon.”

  He tried kissing her and she yelled, “Fuck me, Shane!”

  He stole her breath as he slid inside with a single smooth thrust. She couldn’t really comprehend what she felt after being completely filled.

  She envisioned herself on a cliff, suspended with a foot extended over an abyss. The sensation of a warm wind rushing up from below beckoned her over, teasing her with false feelings of security. If you take the step, you’ll fly. She wanted to fly badly, experience the freedom and freefall, but she couldn’t step into the unknown. She’d fall!

  “That’s it,” he said, pulling back and pushing in deep again.

  “I can’t.” Her pelvis jerked beneath him as a burning ripple washed through her pussy, tormenting her.

  “Relax and let it happen.”

  “Oh!”

  A smooth withdrawal followed by a fast penetration definitely had something happening! His thrusts grew more serious and with every motion, her sheath grew tighter. “Aye, that’s it. Stay with it.”

  Each time he pushed deep, he brushed against her piercing and clit. An aching pressure built and expanded.

  “Tiernan!”

  His motions became steadily more aggressive. “Come for me.”

  “Oh God!”

  “Come for me!” He pushed his cock to the hilt and stayed tight against her pussy.

  He stopped thrusting and began a maddening kind of pushing and release. It kept incredible pressure on her clit and deep inside her pussy.

  The full, close mounting not only agreed with her, it set her on fire. A wild contraction squeezed her insides and tightened her whole body. She whimpered loudly when it stopped.

  “Damn, I need to come,” he said.

  “Yes,” she replied, wanting to feel it.

  Excitement and tingling washed through her. Her fingertips pushed into biceps as her legs hugged his hips. “Yes!” she cried. Finally! “Harder!”

  Her vision darkened as a profound ring of unimaginable pleasure saturated her clit and pussy. On the peak, everything came to a screeching halt. Robbed of sensation, she’d only managed a taste. It left her shaken and brutalized.

  “Jess,” Tiernan said softly, holding her face between his hands.

  A single tear slid from the corner of her eye. She’d nothing to cry about. He wouldn’t let her turn away so she closed her lids to avoid him. Pleasure wasn’t for a throwback.

  He kissed her very gently and whispered against her lips, “You’ll come past it.”

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  The wonderful sexual feelings dulled to nothing and even the pain from having them stop quickly faded. The hollowness inside left her very tired.

  “I’m sorry,” she offered, barely able to get the words out.

  “For what?” he asked before kissing her temple, stealing the trail of the tear with his tongue.

  For not being a woman.

  She couldn’t answer him outright. To do so would make what she knew blatantly obvious to him. In some way, even though she’d explained it, he didn’t believe she’d been damaged beyond repair.

  The closeness they shared seemed more than enough for her. She knew how to keep him close a few moments longer. Placing her hands at the back of his neck, she drew herself up and kissed him. He returned the caress passionately as he pushed past her lips.

  Please want me!

  “Mmm,” he hummed as he pressed into her pussy. With his lips hovering above hers, he asked, “You still need me?”

  “Yes,” she whispered, searching his face. “Do you mind?”

  He chuckled as he peered at her from beneath long strands of black hair. “Why would I mind?”

  “I can’t respond
the way you seem to want.”

  “Aye, you did fine. After what’s been done, you gave more than I could hope.”

  “But you wanted—”

  “I wanted to give you the same pleasure you gave me.”

  “You have.” She studied the sad smile that formed on his lips. “I like the kissing.”

  His smile brightened, becoming more genuine. “You do? I find I like it too. What else?”

  “I can’t ever remember anyone touching me like you did.”

  “Nay? Is that good or bad?”

  “Good, I’d say. You’re very careful of sensitive parts of me.”

  “Aye, because you’re so tiny I’d likely break you if I didn’t pay attention.”

  The muscles in her pussy suddenly constricted and he immediately responded by pushing into her firmly.

  “Oh yes, and I like you in me deep.”

  He rested against her. She grew very fond of his weight and the feel of his damp skin. In all, absolutely nothing about him repulsed her. In fact, she found all of him most amazing.

  “Jess!” The sound of her name relayed his urgency and need. He still hungered for release. He needed to come.

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  She yearned for the closeness of his body pressing her down to form a barrier between her and the outside world for a time. She knew a way they could both win.

  “Shane?”

  “Aye?” He braced himself on forearms as he strained into her.

  Stroking her fingers through his hair, pushing it from his face, she said, “Take me.

  Come in me.”

  His forehead rested against hers as he gently fucked her. She ran her hands over his shoulders and arms. He was remarkably muscled and most things about him should make her wary. She found herself attracted to him instead. When his breathing and penetration changed, she knew he’d soon come. Encouraging him by murmuring nonsensical sounds, she held his biceps and offered her mouth, which he plundered.

  She concentrated on heightening his experience. When a sound of utter abandon rumbled through his chest, she wrapped her legs tighter around his hips. Without warning, a microburst of searing pleasure throbbed from her core and raced outward.

  The trembling left in its wake stunned her. Everything between her legs and deep inside felt warm and open.