Master of Desire, Lacey Alexander [early reader chapter books TXT] 📗

hair was clean and rinsed, she  wordlessly stood and stepped out onto a fur rug placed next to the bathing tub, waiting patiently as Bella slowly, thoroughly ran a drying cloth over her. Her entire body prickled with awareness as Bella drew her thin white nightgown over her head, then took  her hand and led her to stand before the viewing glass mounted on the wall in her chamber.

Her nipples  shone through, dark and pink, and the  fading light of day made a shadow at the juncture of her thighs, even though it no  longer shone dark with curls.

Bella brushed Teesia’s hair until it was  nearly dry, then said, “Lie down on thebed.”

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“What now?” Teesia asked, lounging comfortably on her back.

Bella crawled up next to her on the fur bedcovering. “I’ve told you as much as I can  about men  and sex,” she said. “The only way to teach you more, sweet Teesia, is to  show you.”

“Show me?” What did Bella mean?

A small smile played about her friend’s red lips, which always looked to Teesia as if perhaps they’d been stung by  a bee—large and prettily swollen. “First, you must learnhow to kiss.”

With that,  Bella leaned over, lifting one slender hand to Teesia’s cheek, then lowered a soft, short kiss to her lips. Teesia couldn’t help being surprised at the skitter of sensation that  shot  down through her body  at the gentle contact. Then she let out a

small laugh. “That was easy, but  surely that’s not how a wife kisses her husband.”

Bella smiled. “No, sweet girl, it’s  not. It’s  more like this.” Her next kiss was slightly  firmer, longer…it was more searching, Teesia thought, as if trying to pry something out  of her. She  returned the kiss, trying very hard  to do it  in just the same way, trying to learn how she should kiss Ralen of Charelton.

She’d thought they might stop and evaluate the kiss afterward, but instead, Bella kissed her again and again, the  kisses growing deeper, more sensuous. Teesia soon forgot about  trying  to  kiss well and simply found herself kissing Bella back, meeting her lips, moving her  mouth against them,  finding herself inspired to continue the pleasurable  lesson without conversation.

When Bella’s tongue swept past her lips,  Teesia was at first surprised, but thenunderstood—it was just another way of kissing, and she had to learn them  all. Shewelcomed her friend’s warm tongue and met  it with her own, sensing from Bella’sresponse that she was learning quickly and doing well.

When Bella’s hand glided from Teesia’s cheek to her neck, then down to cover her breast, she moaned at the touch. Bella kneaded her through the thin,  flowing silk, rubbing the fabric so gently against her skin  that she thought she’d die from the tender pleasure. Could a fierce man like Ralen touch her this softly? She had to wonder.

But at the moment, there was too much pleasure in Bella’s lesson for Teesia tobroach the question. After all, Bella was the Orienter—Teesia  decided she should simply accept the lesson as it was and ask questions later.

Soon, Bella’s lips left hers, only to descend to her neck—and oh, what sweetness her dear friend’s mouth delivered to the sensitive flesh there! She heard her own breath turning labored, coming in sighs. But all of  that measured nothing when Bella pushed her sleeping gown from her shoulder, baring  her breast, then lowered her mouth to thestiff pink peak.

Teesia moaned unabashedly as Bella’s kisses echoed through her body like the sort of thunder that shook the ground. She watched as Bella ran the tip  of her tongue around the hardened nipple, again and again, setting  off spiraling waves of heat in Teesia’s

flesh.

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“Oh Bella,”  she breathed, “that is exquisite! Will Ralen do that to me, too?”

Delivering another tender kiss to Teesia’s  breast, Bella looked up with amused surprise. “I  never told you about that? I suppose it must have seemed so obvious to me  that I simply forgot. But yes, Ralen will love  your breasts and you  will learn that they’re  wonderful play toys for you both.”

“I’m already learning,” Teesia purred.

Bella imparted another sensual smile, then  freed Teesia’s other breast, using her  hands to lift them, push them together until they looked to Teesia like two twin  mountain peaks. Bella began licking, suckling  her, moving from  one eager breast to the  other.

She moaned her pleasure as she watched Bella work, wondering how her friend knew so well how to do the things that  a man—her husband—would soon do. She waswell aware  of Bella’s plump breasts pressing  against the curve of her waist and shesuffered the faint longing to feel them against her own, the stiff nipples brushing overhers, or even raking across her tongue.

Finally,  Bella looked up  from her task, still caressing Teesia’s breasts as she spoke. “You already know what it feels like to have  your pussy fondled by eager fingers, how wet and wild it grows with longing. But what  you don’t know is how it feels to take acock—so that shall be the next part of our lesson.”

With that, she left the bed, and Teesia wondered what on earth Bella had in store for her! How could Bella have a cock? Teesia  raised her head from  the fur to  find her

friend returning with her green bag,  from which she produced a bizarre-looking  cylindrical object made  of clay. Teesia flinched, stunned at the sight.

And Bella grinned. “This, Teesia, is a cock.”

Teesia blinked, still a little dumbfounded.  She’d felt Ralen’s behind her,  but she’d never imagined it to look so…well, so long.  So prominent. She’d imagined it as more of  a mass of flesh that perhaps pushed up out  of the body  for sex—not as something that  could be thought of as another limb!

“Not a real one, of course,” Bella said on  a laugh, “but  a reasonable representation.  And most suitable for acquainting you with a man’s rod.”

She’d heard Bella call the cock that before, but had never known why. Now she

understood. A rod indeed.

“Some will be smaller than this,