In one smooth motion, Wex plunged his hand into my pants and stroked my flower’s bud, up and down, painfully slow. My hips lifted, eager for increased pressure. His fingers moved faster as my wetness made them slick. A husky moan oozed from my lips and all of a sudden, Wex withdrew his hand. I raised my head in surprise, exhaling with frustration.

‘Tell me what you want.’ he commanded.

‘I want you to touch me…’

‘Where?’

‘There.’ I squeaked, nodding downwards. ‘My… my flower.’

Wex yanked my leggings down hard, leaving me bare from my neck to my ankles. His second and third fingers glanced my glazed slit and I ached for more.

‘That’s not what it’s called.’ he said, sternly. ‘It’s a cunt. And it’s very wet. Don’t you want me to play with your cunt?’

‘Yes…’ I begged. ‘Please, please touch my… my…’

Wex stroked his fingers on either side of its plump lips with glee.

‘Your what?’ he whispered as his tongue flicked my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.

‘Mmm my cunt, my cunt, please just touch my cunt!’ I screamed.

The breath was taken from my lungs as Wex slid two fingers into my tight, wet hole without warning. When my voice returned, I growled and bucked my hips furiously as the thick digits plunged in and out of me.

‘Good girl.’ Wex said, laying his free hand behind my head, lifting it slightly until our eyes were locked together.

‘Wex, I… I—I—Oooohhmmm!’

Ecstasy exploded inside of my body. My cunt came alive, tightening around Wex’s pumping fingers as waves of pleasure flowed out from it, soaking every inch of me. Nothing in my life had ever felt so good. My eyes rolled back in my head as I moaned in pure euphoria until the final quake settled in my body, I stared at Wex in disbelief. He burst into throaty laughter which morphed into a groan as he leaned forward to kiss my now smiling lips.

‘What… What was that?’ I gasped.

‘You finished.’ he chuckled.

‘Finished? Is that bad?’ I asked, embarrassed and disappointed. ‘Did I do it wrong?’

‘No,’ he laughed ‘you were… perfect. I love the way you come for me.’

‘Come?’

I felt so silly.

‘Yes, it means you had an orgasm. They really don’t teach you anything in the Sanctum.’

‘Oh, they had mentioned that word before… but they never said it would be like that!’

‘Well of course not, if they had would you have stayed there?’ chuckled Wex.

I laughed and shook my head.

‘I would have left the valkyries long ago.’

Wex shuffled closer to me and laid a hand on my hip. Feeling the urge to wrap my arms around him, I willed the mythril to unbind me. It settled on my wrist, forming a small bracelet.

‘Have you left them?’ Wex said.

Had I? In the last few minutes I was happier than I’d ever been before. Truthfully, I think it was the first time I was happy at all. These were all such new and exciting feelings. I had never felt so much. So intensely. All I knew is that I wanted to feel this way for the rest of my days.

‘I cannot say I want to return. I like the way you make me feel. I want you to teach me more. I surrender to you.’

Wex’s brow furrowed slightly, his face concerned.

‘Surrendering in pleasure is one thing, Naia… But I don’t want you to surrender your will to me. I want you to be free. If your mind is not your own, then I would be no better than the Sanctum.’

‘Wex, my mind is my own. For the first time. As is my body. And I want my body to be yours too. For you to use it in ways that it has never been used. Show me what a woman’s body is for, show me the wonderful things it can feel. I want to be free together. I’m surrendering to my own desires.’

When I craned my neck to kiss Wex once again, I felt a spark of pain and realised the aching had returned. My eyes shut tight at the shock of the sudden sensation and Wex scooped me into his arms before I fell.

‘Easy. I think we had better let you rest.’

‘Can’t we just do… that again.’ I giggled through the pain.

He smiled, tucking my hair behind my ear.

‘Oh we will, don’t you worry. I’m not finished with you yet, valkyrie.’ he grinned.

Reaching up, I traced my hand along his iron jaw and felt the rough stubble scrape against my delicate skin. Wex’s hand in turn ran up my slender neck to cup my face, his palm glowing with warm light.

‘It’s beautiful…’ I said, my eyes now becoming weary from all the excitement.

‘Yes. It is.’ said Wex. ‘Now, get some rest. I have a lot to show you tomorrow.’

He planted a kiss on my forehead and rolled over onto his side with an arm around my waist. Mustering some strength from my tired limbs, I turned my back to Wex and nestled closer to him. Feeling him kiss my earlobe elicited a soft moan that faded into a yawn. I fell asleep with Wex’s warm breath upon my neck.