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The Artist(27)
Author: Elin Peer

“God, you’re beautiful,” I whispered. “This feels amazing, Belle. Your body is so fucking divine.”

She didn’t answer me but intertwined our fingers on our right hands and moaned softly.

“You like it?” I whispered in her ear.

“It’s different from what I remember. More painful but also more enjoyable.”

I stopped moving. “Am I hurting you?”

“No, I said that wrong. You’re just very big.”

“You were warned.” Kissing her cheek softly, I rocked my hips back and forth again. “I’m being gentle.”

“I know you are and it’s not… bad.”

“Just wait until tomorrow when we do it again.” I smiled at the thought of indulging in Belle twice. Not many Nmen got the opportunity to sleep with a real woman before they married. For her to give me this gift was extraordinary.

“I’ll never forget this,” I whispered while nibbling at her ear. “I’ll never forget you.”

“I’ll never forget you either, Mason. I owe you my life.”

There was something extremely erotic about stroking my left hand from her breast down over her belly, hip, and thigh. I had admired her shape while she was dressed. Now I got to touch every part of her. Belle was so fucking perfect that I already knew I would be doomed from now on, forever comparing every woman to her and having them fall short.

Finding her hipbone, I bored my fingers into her flesh as I drove in and out of her.

“Tell me I can come inside you.” My words came rushing out as I felt the pressure of my orgasm building.

“Yes, Mason, do it.” Hearing my name on her breathy voice made me give in and squeeze her hip while I shut my eyes tight and came hard.

For every spurt, I made sounds that matched the immense pleasure I felt from filling her with my semen.

“Mason, what’s wrong?” she asked with concern in her tone.

I buried my head in her hair and felt my cock pulsate inside her while I was flying high above my body in euphoria.

“Are you hurt?”

I groaned. “No.”

“Then why did you sound like you were crying?”

“What?”

“Those sounds you made.”

I rolled to my back and took a deep breath through my nose, panting, “I came. Hard. It was good!”

“Oh. You scared me. I thought something was wrong.”

“Have you never heard a man orgasm?”

She was quiet for a long moment. “My roommate has lovers on occasion but they’re mostly quiet. I hear moaning sometimes, but never sounds like you just made.”

“What about the man you slept with?”

“We didn’t get that far. I stopped it midway because I didn’t like it.”

“I’m the first man to come inside you then?”

“Mhmm, you are.”

With a satisfied smile, I turned to her. “You stopped him, but not me. Does that mean you liked it?”

She smiled. “On a scale from one to ten, he was one and you were at least four… no, five.”

“Five?” The competitive side of me snorted as I lifted my head from the pillow. “I can’t be a five. That’s fucking pathetic. We’re going to change that tomorrow. I need to be a ten.”

Belle yawned. “I’ll give you a five and a half if you get me some paper to clean myself.”

Turning on the lamp again, I searched the side table and found tissues. “Do you need help?”

Taking the tissues, she dried herself and sat up. “Is there a trashcan in here?”

“Yeah.” I got up and walked around the bed to fetch the small trashcan for her to dump the tissues in.

When I turned and held it out to her, her eyes widened as she stared at my crotch. My cock was semi-soft now but looked normal when I checked.

“That thing is huge.”

“Don’t look at me like you’re terrified. It was already inside you and it fit just fine.”

She gaped. “How much of it was inside me? Not all of it.”

“Pretty much.”

Blinking her eyes, she looked away. “It was a good thing I didn’t see it, or I would have refused to even try.”

Setting the trashcan back down I got back into bed. “I already stretched you tonight. Tomorrow it will be easier.”

“I’m not sure. I might have to reconsider tomorrow.”

I was putting the duvet back over me but stalled and stared at her. “No! You’re sleeping with me tomorrow and I’m showing you that I’m not a fucking five. I’ll make it so spectacular that you won’t even remember your own name.”

Her lips twitched. “We’ll see. At least you’re not a bad lover like me. I would say that you’re at least mediocre and this was your first time, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, with a woman.”

“Oh.” Belle jerked her head back and arched a brow up.

“Why do you look at me like that? I know you don’t have sex-bots but I’m twenty-seven and have been using them for years.”

She chuckled. “When you said it was your first time with a woman, I thought you meant that you’d been with men.”

“Nah, I’ve had offers, but it’s not my thing.”

Belle yawned again. “I’m sorry, Mason, but I’m tired.”

“You should sleep.”

She spoke while yawning. “At least I’m not cold anymore.”

 

 

CHAPTER 13

 

 

Stay or Go

 


Belle

Freya woke me up the next day.

“Belle, darling, I brought you some hot tea. Can you try to sit up?” The bed creaked when she sat down next to me.

“What time is it?”

“Almost noon. We figured your body needed time to heal from the shock of what happened. Mason told us how you’ve been sleeping like a log all night.”

My arms and legs felt heavy and sore when I pushed myself up to sit against the wooden headboard. I was wearing a warm sweater, pants, and socks. Searching my memory, I remembered vaguely that Mason had dressed me.

“How do you feel?” Freya reached out a hand and brushed hair from my face with a look of concern.

“Better.”

“You gave us all a gruesome scare. I think everyone is traumatized, especially your delegation, who saw you get buried and were convinced you had died. Victor hasn’t said a word. I think he blames himself for failing to predict what happened.”

“How could he have predicted something like that? He’s not a psychic and he spends most of his time in a laboratory anyway. Snow and avalanches aren’t exactly his area of expertise.”

“Here, drink.”

I took a sip while Freya helped me hold the cup. “We’ve discussed cutting the trip off early to go home today, but Mason insisted that we talk to you about it before making any decisions.”

“It’s fine. I don’t mind staying.”

“Are you sure?” she asked with concern.

“Mhmm.” I sipped more of the tea and felt the heat spread in my belly.

“The others are out sledding right now but I stayed behind to be here when you woke up. Mason said you were doing better, but what do you think? Do you need to see a doctor?”

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