บท 20: Don't Hold Back

Lyonis seemed to melt in her embrace. His lips pushed against hers, moving softly, urging her to open up to him. It was a quiet need that seemed to grow the more their skin touched. He ran his tongue gently across her lips, and she moaned softly, instinctively parting them for him. It pulled a deep groan from him, and he went after her with a delicate urgency. His tongue intertwined with hers, sucking and nibbling on her lips, making them tender, swollen, and silky with moisture.

Cordelia's eyes closed as she felt Lyonis pin her against the counter as he pushed his hips into hers. Her head was spinning. She wanted more. It was as if she were drowning under his relentless kisses. She buried her hands in his hair, tugging on it as his tongue invaded her mouth deeper, more aggressively. She wanted him to kiss her till she went numb, exhausted with pleasure. She wanted to feel his large, rough hands all over her body. The length of his manhood grew in his pants and pressed against her hips. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Breaking away from the kiss, she gasped out in pleasure. Lyonis buried his face in her neck and suckled on her ear, running his fingers gently up the length of her back, sending ripples through her. She moaned, and her chest heaved breathlessly.

"Cordelia…" He whispered into her ear, and she whimpered. She could feel him smile into the skin on her neck, "Can I touch you?" A large, warm hand down her back, his fingers barely touching her, tickling the skin beneath her dress. She couldn't think. Their kiss was so dizzying that she had a hard time focusing. He planted small, tender kisses up the length of her neck to her ears. "Cordelia… Tell me no, and I'll stop."

Cordelia shook her head. It felt like her head was filled with sparkling stars, "Don't stop… Don't…"

"Keep going?" He nibbled on her jawline, drawing another gasp from her. She nodded yes. "Let me undress you... Tell me, love. I want to hear you say it."

Cordelia swallowed, her mouth dry from panting. Pulling him closer as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, she whispered in his ear, "Touch me, Lyonis. Please…."

He growled in pleasure at her words. As gently as possible, he grabbed one of her arms and kissed his way down to her hand. She could feel the warmth of his lips and body through her clothes. He rolled the buttons at the ends of her sleeves undone with ease before planting kisses on the palm of her hand. Repeating the movements along her other arm, moving slowly, as if he were trying to make the moment last forever. He cupped her face in his hands, softly kissing and sucking on her lips before nibbling his way down her neck, carefully unbuttoning the front of her dress.

Lyonis's lips followed his hands as each button was slowly unclasped. He kissed the exposed skin of her neck and her collarbones as he worked his way down. Once his task was completed, his hands wandered, and they grazed the length of her sides, up to cup one of her breasts in his large hands from over her thin chemise. Cordelia bit her lower lip and covered her mouth with her hands, stifling a moan as she felt his fingers run over her now hard nipples.

"Don't hold back, love. I want to hear you…." Lyonis tugged the sleeves of her dress off her shoulders, freeing her arms and upper body. The top of her dress clung around her waist, and he pushed it down over her hips, letting the fabric crumple to the floor. Her breasts and nipples poked up under the thin cloth. His amber eyes followed the length of her body, watching his hands caress her skin. Lyonis cupped one of her full perky breasts before enveloping it with his mouth to suck and bite on her rose-colored nipple, soaking through the thin fabric.

Cordelia's breath had left her; her body failed to take in enough air needed to help clear her head. Lyonis was caressing her in a way she had never felt before. It felt tortuous and exhilarating, kind yet passionate. She couldn't help but feel like she was being swallowed up by his passion. Her legs and body were shaking slightly, unable to absorb all the pleasure Lyonis was showering over her. All she could do was lean against the counter and grip the wooden edge until her knuckles went white. In all her years, she had never felt such an exhilarating and passionate touch. Lyonis was treating her as if she were a delicate flower, carefully attending to fragile leaves and petals - encouraging her to bloom. He untied the ribbons holding her chemise up and let it fall to her feet.

Cordelia felt the cool breeze on her naked skin. Lyonis traced her legs with his fingers, up the length of her body, over her chest, and up around her back. Her skin dimpled with goosebumps, and she shuddered. Lyonis sighed with longing as he took in the sight of her naked body. A blissful and accomplished smile tugged at his lips.

Cordelia felt slightly anxious. Being so exposed to him, with all her scars, made her feel emotionally vulnerable. She couldn't bare to look at his face, certain his kind eyes would turn disgusted. Looking away from him, she closed her eyes and involuntarily covered herself with her arms. She rubbed the thick pink skin that wrapped around her wrists as if subconsciously hoping they would fade away. What if he found her marred body disgusting? What if he changed his mind and decided to leave?

"Cordelia. Don't hide. Don't turn away… You're beautiful." As if reading her mind, he wrapped his hands around her wrists and rubbed the scars with his thumbs, "You're strong. The scars you wear are a testament to your will to live and your fighting spirit. The fact that you know pain makes you compassionate and caring. Never be ashamed of who you are." He kissed each of her wrists, his amber eyes meeting hers, "You are gorgeous."

Tears cascaded down her cheeks and fell onto her bare chest. Gorgeous. She had never been called that before in a circumstance like this. Men always looked at her with hungry eyes, but whenever they gazed upon her naked body, they would scowl and turn away in disgust. Or worse, becoming angry and violent. But not Lyonis. Here he was kissing her marred skin, treating her like the most beautiful woman in the world.

He kissed the tears spilling down her cheeks. "Don't cry, my love. Let me show you how beautiful you are. Let me spoil you."

His large calloused hands floated down her back and over her butt, grabbing one of her thighs and pulling it towards him, urging her to wrap her leg around his waist before tucking his arm under her and lifting her with ease. He walked over to her bed and laid her down on the soft unkept sheets.

Lyonis stood over her, kicked his boots off, and pulled his pants down, exposing his naked muscular body to her before climbing into bed next to her. Reaching toward her, he ran his hands over her body, massaging the tension from her muscles. Not ignoring the many scars that decorated her skin. She couldn't help but worry, and anxiety suddenly flooded over her. Would she be able to satisfy such a man? Was he enjoying this as much as she was? Would it hurt like all the other times before?

"Cordelia… my love…. Relax…" Lyonis had buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing her skin as he ran his hands over every inch of her body. "I won't hurt you… I promise. Tell me if you want to stop."

…

Lyonis took in the scent of her skin. It smelled of lavender, honey, and herbal tea. The moonlight fell from the window above them, shining through the thin linen curtain, filtering the silver light over Cordelia's bare skin. He could see pink scars laced over her body, thick, ragged bands wrapped around her neck, wrists, and ankles. One of her lower legs had been badly burned, and old, long cuts from whips were scattered all over her body. He took in every inch of her with his eyes. The more he looked, the more he saw - barely their silvery lines crisscrossed against deeper pink ones. Some had healed to the point of being barely noticeable. Others were plain as day as if just barely healed. The sight filled him with anger. It was apparent she had suffered greatly.

Cordelia's body tensed as soon as he had undressed. Seeing her shrink away at his touch and gaze as if she were ready to be hit by either harsh words or fists made his blood boil. It was as if she had never felt the touch of a loving hand. Suddenly, he felt an intense determination to erase the pain from her past. He wanted her to only remember his touch on her - only pleasure, no more pain. Running his hands over her soft porcelain skin, gently massaging the tension from her muscles, he felt her slowly relax under his touch. The pulse in her neck quickened as he kissed it. It was hard and fast. She covered her face with her hands.

"Cordelia…. Don't think. Just let yourself feel. Let go." He could feel her take a deep breath and her pulse quieted a bit. "Focus on my touch…." He traced her skin with his fingers. Starting along her collarbones, running down the front of her body, swirling around each of her pink, hard nipples before traveling down to circle her navel. She sighed, and he watched her body shiver in pleasure.

"There you go… Enjoy it, my love." He slid his fingers over her hips and down into her inner thighs. But she tensed again as if steeling herself for pain, "Shhhh… Do you want me to stop?" Cordelia shook her head no and peeked at him from behind half-closed eyes. They were teary and bright, filled with a mixture of panic and pleasure. As if was like she was engaged in a fierce internal battle. Her own natural urges fought against the trauma of her past. Conflicting thoughts seemed to run through her head as if she were unable to quiet the panic her body had reflexively created out of survival.

He leaned over and kissed her cheek, planting little pecks along her jaw until his lips finally settled against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Her soft lips moved against his, letting out little gasps and moans as he ran his fingers over her thighs. He let his hand brush against her bare womanhood. She gasped out in pleasure at the sudden touch. Her face softened, and the fear in her eyes was replaced with passionate want. She leaned against him, wanting more. Granting the request, he slipped a finger in between her warm and moist folds, settling over the sensitive bud that had grown hard and wet. Cordelia's body twitched against his, and she arched her back, spreading her thighs ever so slightly.

"Lyonis…" His name floated from her lips in desperate want, and he felt himself grow harder. He wanted to enter her right then but held back. Instead, he slipped a finger into her soaked center, and he felt her body pulsate around him. "Lyonis… what… what are you doing to me?" Subtle panic tinged the words as they left her lips.

"Shh… Don't think… let yourself feel it, Cordelia." He pushed his finger in and out, over and over, until she relaxed again, her body inviting him in further, her hips moving rhythmically with this touch. He slid a second finger in, spreading her tightness, motioning her to come with his fingers, and felt her shudder and tighten around him again. He watched her toes curl, her back arch. She grabbed the hand he was toying her with and pulled it closer to her, wanting more. The sudden change in how her body reacted to his touch filled him with deep desire. It was as if her timidness was floating away with each tender stroke. She bit her lower lip and gasped loudly. Her long black hair cascaded around her, tousled and wild. Lyoinis couldn't take his eyes off her as her body shuddered in pleasure.

He didn't give her a moment to recover and continued rubbing her silky wetness, slow and soft but with intent and purpose. He placed his lips around one of her nipples and sucked hard, grabbing it gently between his teeth. She panted and tore at the sheets in her bed. He felt her hands wrap in his hair. He made his way down the length of her body. Kissing her skin, down towards her hips.

"Lyonis? W-where are you going?" Her voice was breathless and uneven, and her chest rose and fell deeply as she tried to grab ahold of her senses. His fingers still stroked her relentlessly.

"Mmmm…. Shhh…." He kissed her inner thighs before placing his face in between her legs. She shot up and tightened her legs together around his head. He wrapped an arm around her thigh, placing it over his shoulder.

"Lyonis! Wait! What? S-s-stop!" She looked down at him with fear and confusion, and he smiled up at her. She whispered at him, looking around. Which made him laugh. Who was going to know except them? Slowly, he continued fingering her with one hand. Relentlessly. His eyes stared into her light grey ones, and he watched as they glazed over in pleasure. As soon as her eyes closed, he slipped his tongue in between her delicate, wet folds. The hands she still had wrapped up in his hair tightened and tugged at him, half-heartedly trying to stop him. But he wasn't going to stop.

…

Cordelia's mind went blank. All the fear and apprehension she had felt seemed to slip away from her. Heat was building in her torso, washing over her in ever-growing waves. Lyonis's tongue had found one spot on her most private area that, with every flick and suck, made her body twitch with desire. His fingers felt like they were coaxing passion towards her, heightening the heat that was ever growing. She felt like she was going to pass out. Stars flickered across her vision, and no matter how much air she sucked in, it wasn't enough. Whatever he was doing, she loved it. As if all shame left her, she slumped back into the bed, wrapping her other leg over his shoulder, running her fingers through his hair, and succumbing to the titillating feeling. She pushed her hips into him, wanting. No, needing more.

"There you go… Good girl…" She heard Lyonis speak quietly from between her legs. She felt him smile against her, which only made the experience feel that much more intimate. He slipped a third finger inside, stretching her in a pleasantly erotic way before his lips and tongue continued to suck on her sensitive bud. The pleasurable feeling grew unbearable. She felt like she was going crazy. It was as if energy was being poured into her with nowhere to go. It swirled and grew inside her until she felt like a raging storm.

The feeling inside her crescendoed, and like a sudden downpour of heavy rainfall, relief washed over her, sending ripples of intense pleasure all over her body. She twitched violently, and a sensual sound left her lips. The waves crashed over and over until everything was suddenly quiet inside her. Her body felt like it was floating. Her mind was spinning. She noticed Lyonis had stopped. She glanced down the length of her body at him. He rested his head against her thigh, smiling at her. He wiped his glistening wet chin on her inner thigh before sitting up on the bed in front of her, settling himself in between her legs.

She noticed how large, hard, and erect he was. Suddenly it dawned on her that this wasn't over. How could she have forgotten? Her delicate womanhood was already tender and throbbing. She didn't know if she would be able to take all of him so soon after what he had just done to her.

"Lyonis… wait… please…." She didn't even have the energy to sit up. She could only look at him with pleading eyes.

"Oh… Are you already too spent for me?" He hovered his body over hers, placing a hand next to her head, "That's hardly fair… my love. Perhaps I overdid it. I'll remember to hold back next time..."

"Just a moment…. Please. I need just a moment." Cordelia felt a needing ache blossom from her navel. She wanted him to enter her. Her body craved it madly, but her head was spinning so much she felt like she was going to pass out.

"Hmm…. A moment then." Lyonis gently rubbed her tender womanhood. He focused on the outside of her center, barely inserting the tip of his finger inside her before exiting again. "You are gorgeous, Cordelia… I could do this with you forever…."

There was a sudden noise from outside the window and a violent knocking at the front door of the apothecary. Cordelia shot up in bed, and instantly her sight whited out. She held her head with her hands. "Shit…"

"Careful…" Lyonis steading her, placing a hand on her back.

Cordelia felt Benoni's consciousness touch hers. 'Someone's at the door. Seems urgent.'

Cordelia looked at Lyonis, who was watching her with worried eyes. She sighed and frowned at him, placing a soft kiss on his forehead. "I'll be right back. Someone's at the door, and it seems urgent." She stood up on shaky legs, and with a flick of her wrist, a thick robe flew towards her. She bundled it up around her body, hiding her neck. She ran a brush through her hair as she disappeared out the door in a flash.