The flush was indeed visible though at the moment, it was difficult to tell whether it was from emotion or simply from the fire that burned in Clevon's blood. "Promised husband," Caleb corrected, but he smiled. "Though we may have to have the ceremony earlier than planned." It wouldn't do for Clevon to be visibly pregnant at the ceremony, and barring divine intervention, there was no way this heat would pass without Caleb getting his promised mate with child. Under the circumstances, it would be only minorly scandalous in and of itself, but Caleb wanted it to be absolutely certain that their firstborn was considered legitimate. And besides, something as elaborate as the wedding gown Clevon had described his seamstresses making couldn't be let out without damaging it, and that simply wouldn't do.
His promised mate responded to his touch every bit as eagerly as he'd expected. Each stroke had him uttering a desperately wanton plea for more, until finally, the already fairly tight opening rippled around his fingers as his mate to be cried out in ecstasy, hitting the first of what promised to be many peaks during this heat.
A deep, sultry rumble emerged from Caleb's throat. To be so tight even in this state could only mean one thing; he had never been penetrated before. This was good news for the ceremonies surrounding their mating and the legitimacy of their eventual firstborn, and yet...
Caleb kept up his steady stroking as he spoke, wanting to see if he could raise his promised mate to at least one more peak before the servant returned. "Your maiden parts have never seen use," he said, stating what he'd surmised. "Not even by your own hand. I admire your restraint, especially during your previous heats. It must have taken great strength of will to use only your cock when everything in you cried out to be filled." No more though. Clevon would never go through another heat empty, if Caleb had any say in the matter.
With his free hand, he reached up and tugged the cord that held the nearest section of bed curtains up, and they fell away from the bedpost, hanging heavily there. Though they didn't conceal everything, they provided enough concealment from the rest of the room that when the servant returned with food, he wouldn't see more than Caleb wished him to. He meant to see to it that no one else save perhaps Clevon's own chamber servants saw him naked. And he certainly wanted no one else to see him in this vulnerable state if it could be helped, not when Clevon would one day rule at his side.
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His promised mate responded to his touch every bit as eagerly as he'd expected. Each stroke had him uttering a desperately wanton plea for more, until finally, the already fairly tight opening rippled around his fingers as his mate to be cried out in ecstasy, hitting the first of what promised to be many peaks during this heat.
A deep, sultry rumble emerged from Caleb's throat. To be so tight even in this state could only mean one thing; he had never been penetrated before. This was good news for the ceremonies surrounding their mating and the legitimacy of their eventual firstborn, and yet...
Caleb kept up his steady stroking as he spoke, wanting to see if he could raise his promised mate to at least one more peak before the servant returned. "Your maiden parts have never seen use," he said, stating what he'd surmised. "Not even by your own hand. I admire your restraint, especially during your previous heats. It must have taken great strength of will to use only your cock when everything in you cried out to be filled." No more though. Clevon would never go through another heat empty, if Caleb had any say in the matter.
With his free hand, he reached up and tugged the cord that held the nearest section of bed curtains up, and they fell away from the bedpost, hanging heavily there. Though they didn't conceal everything, they provided enough concealment from the rest of the room that when the servant returned with food, he wouldn't see more than Caleb wished him to. He meant to see to it that no one else save perhaps Clevon's own chamber servants saw him naked. And he certainly wanted no one else to see him in this vulnerable state if it could be helped, not when Clevon would one day rule at his side.