Page 26 of Fey Empire

I bite back a yelp of surprise as Selwyn flows down to the floor. He sits cross-legged at my feet.

This is so wrong. He is a prince. But he clearly doesn’t want me to move. He chose to position us like this.

His hands go to my left ankle. Before I know what is happening, he has pulled the soft leather boot off. He does the same with my right foot. Then he pinches the silk between my toes and pulls. The silk stocking slides down my calf, over my foot and all the way off.

He moves to my other foot and takes ‌hold of the thin silk. This time he pulls even slower. The slide of the silk down my leg feels like a caress. It glides, down and down, and off. Now my feet are bare.

His hands move to the skirt of my robes. He pushes them, up and up. Now they are pooling by my waist, and all of my legs are naked.

His gaze rakes down my left leg, slowly tracking all the way down to my toes. His attention flicks to the toes of my other foot. His gaze slides along, over my ankle, up along my shin. Over my knee. Sliding up my thigh until his gaze is stopped by all the silks pooling in my lap.

He flows gracefully to his feet. He steps in close to me. His hands brush along the silks at the top of my chest. He slides them down. Silk brushing over my nipples. Slipping lower still, over my stomach. Joining the silks of my skirt to pool at my groin.

Now, very nearly all of me is naked. Silks are bunched around my cock and hips, but that’s the only part of me that is covered. The rest of my body is bare before him.

His finger runs lightly over my exposed shoulder. Heat blazes along my skin. He traces to my collarbone, and then along. His finger continues down. He reaches my nipple and gently brushes over it.

I gasp and shudder. Sensation flares. It sparks and shoots along my nerve endings until it reaches every part of me and curls my toes.

Oh my. I was not expecting that. This is shocking.

He does it again. My lungs stutter.

The fingers of his other hand take my other nipple. He brushes it lightly. A small sound escapes my lips.

He flicks. Twists. Pulls. Both nipples at once. Sensation explodes. It surges through my body and leaves me trembling.

My head falls back. I gasp around stuttering breaths. Oh sweet goddess, what is happening to me?

The bed dips as he sits beside me, but his fingers never stop working. He gives the nipple closest to him a long pull. Then he releases it.

Suddenly, I’m crying out. Warm wet heat. He is lapping at my swollen nipple. I can feel his soft hair brushing over my naked chest. Prince Selwyn is licking my nipple.

Another cry tears from me. He has put his mouth fully on me and sucked my nipple into him. His hand is still flicking, tweaking and tugging on my other nipple. The dual sensations are racing through me.

He suckles and suckles. I feel the brush of sharp teeth. I moan. My fingers twist in the sheets.

He releases me with a wet plop. Only to turn his attention on to my other nipple. I groan as he latches on.

I squirm and writhe as sparks tingle throughout my body, setting all my nerve endings alight.

He releases me again with another wet plop. I gasp. His fingers leave me too.

I lift my head and open my eyes. My nipples are standing proud. Swollen and erect. Wet and glistening. Rose red instead of their usual pale pink.

Selwyn pulls at the silks below my waist. Opening them up, and revealing the last of me. My cock is hard.

His heated gaze drops to it and his eyes flash.

“Pleasure yourself. Show me what you like.”

My heart thumps. I hate to disappoint him, I really do. I want to obey and show willing. But I haven’t been trained for this.

“I… um… have never been allowed to play with myself.”

Gold-flecked eyes burn into me. “You were forbidden to bring yourself pleasure in the human way?”

I nod.