Thrace must have felt it too because he drew backyet again and looked up at her.

“Fingers now,” he murmured,holding up one large hand. “Just one to start with and then one more if you cantolerate it, baby. All right?”

“All right.” She was no longerUnpenetrated, Trin told herself. It should be all right to let him put hisfingers inside her as well as his tongue. Although they did look awfully thick…

“It’s all right, baby,” hemurmured, obviously reading the uncertainty on her face. “I licked you nice anddeep—you’ll be able to open now.”

Trin decided to trust him.

“Okay,” she whispered, making aneffort to relax. “Go ahead. Just…go slow.”

“Always, baby,” he reassured herin a low rumble. “Just relax and let me take care of you.”

Then he leaned down to lick andsucked her clit again. At the same time, Trin felt his fingertip teasing gentlyaround her entrance, just as his tongue had earlier. She moaned softly as it slippedinside her, just a little way at first and then deeper, as he searched for theend of her channel. She relaxed when she realized she felt no pain and shebarely even gasped when he slipped a second finger in, filling her tight sheathin a way it had never been filled before.

“All right, baby?” Thraceasked, looking up from his licking as he fucked gently in and out of her pussywith the two thick fingers. “Feels all right?”

“Feels…different,” Trin admittedwith a breathless moan. “I’ve never… I mean, it feels good.” It did, too. The blunt ends of his fingertips pressingagainst the end of her channel, the sensation of her body being stretchedaround his…it seemed to wake up nerves she hadn’t known she possessed and thosenerves were all about pleasure. “Feels…amazing.”

“You like it when I finger-fuckyour soft little pussy?” Thrace’seyes were half-lidded with desire. “You like it when I fill you with my fingersand make you moan?”

“I…I do,” Trin admitted, rollingher hips in time with his rhythm. “I didn’t…didn’t think it was possible thatthis would actually feel good but…oh Goddess,”she moaned as he pressed deep inside her. “It does, Thrace—it really does!”

“Because your sweet little pussyneeds it. Needs to be fucked. Needs to be opened,” he growled, his eyes glowingsilver with need. “Gods it makes me so hot to watch you lean back and take itlike this, lean back and open yourself for my fingers and tongue.”

“Thrace!” As always the dirty wordsspoken in his low, growling voice seemed to set off something inside her.“Please, I’m close…so close.”

“I know you are, baby and I’mgoing to make you come. But when you do, it’s going to be with the shaft insideyou.”

“It is?” Trin felt a surge oftrepidation. “But I thought you said you wouldn’t put it in until after Icame.”

“Change of plans,” he growled.“I think you need to watch it slide inside you and get used to it before youstart coming. Having an orgasm is going to cause you to tighten up alittle—better you should tighten with it inside you to start with than for meto try and put it in while you’re all clenched up from pleasure.”

“Okay.” Trin nodded—she had toadmit what he said made sense.

He pulled back for a moment andreached for the light blue bag. Slowly he withdrew the double ended phallus. Trinbit her lip so hard she tasted blood when he turned the deep red end towardsher. Oh Goddess, was she really going through with this? Thrace’s tongue had been soft andgentle and his fingers had been thick but pleasurable, but they were part ofhim—part of the male she trusted. This thingwas cold and ungiving and foreign. She didn’t want to feel it slidinginside her, filling her as Thracehad with his fingers and tongue.

But what choice did she have?

“Slowly,” he murmured, as ifreading her thoughts. “Gently, Mistress. You know I won’t hurt you.”

He had unwound his arms fromaround her thighs but he was still between them, his broad shoulders keepingher spread wide apart…open…and vulnerable.

Trin jumped and gasped when hepressed the rounded red tip of the phallus against her entrance but Thrace didn’ttry to thrust it in right away. Instead he waited, just holding it in place,letting her get used to the feel of it rubbing against her.

To her surprise it wasn’t coldand hard as she had feared. The heart’s blood stone was warm as blood and whilenot exactly soft, it was at least very smooth and silky to touch.

“There, see?” Thrace raised an eyebrow at her.“It’s not so bad, right?”

“I…guess not,” Trin whispered.“It’s bigger than I thought it was, though.”

“Only a little bigger than mytwo fingers,” he murmured reassuringly. “I’m going to slide it into you slowly,Mistress. And while I do, I’m going to stroke your sweet little clit. You justlet yourself open up and ride it for me—take it in deep and slow. Let mepenetrate you and when you’re ready, let yourself come.”

Those forbidden words spoken inhis deep, soft voice seemed to do something to her insides. Trin felt like shewas melting from the waist down and for a moment she actually wished it was Thrace’sshaft that would be sliding deep into her pussy rather than the heart’s bloodphallus.

Don’tbe ridiculous, whisperedthe little voice in her head fiercely. Youknow that can never be. It would be a slap in the face of the Goddess!Blasphemy!

Trin pushed the thought away.She didn’t want to feel guilty right now. She just wanted to give in to thesensations Thracewas giving her, give in to the pleasure of letting him touch her and taste herand fill her completely.

As if reading her feelings onher face, Thracebegan to push the carved phallus gently into her open pussy. At the same time,the broad pad of his fingertip began a slow, caressing slide along the side ofher swollen clit.

“Gently, baby,” he murmured,stroking her until Trin felt sparks of pleasure shooting through her entirebody. “Watch the shaft enter you. Watch it open that hot little pussy.”

“Thrace…” she moaned softly as heslid another thick inch inside her.

“Yes, baby? Does it feel allright?”

“Feels good,” Trin admitted.“Feels…better than all right.”

“Just wait until it’s all theway in you.” He pressed in deeper, his fingertip on her clit beginning to speedup. “Wait until you feel it all the way inside you, hitting the back of yourchannel, filling you up completely.”

“Will….will it be good?” Tringasped, her eyes locked with his as he pressed the shaft deeper into her.

“So good,” Thrace promised. “Better than myfingers…but not as good as my cock.”

“Your…you mean if you…”

“If I fucked you for real?” Hisvoice was a deep, lustful growl. “If you allowed yourself to be trulypenetrated, Mistress?”

“But I wouldn’t…I couldn’t…” Theforbidden thought was deeply distressing. All the same, her body wasn’t comingdown from the physical high he was giving her. In fact, if anything the illicitidea was making her heart race faster and her breath come harder.

“I know…” Thrace’s eyes were on her, watchingher reactions, no doubt judging what she was feeling, gauging how much shewanted to hear. “But just imagine what it would be like,” he murmured, pressingthe phallus deeper into her. “Imagine looking down and seeing my cock slidinginto your wet, open pussy…filling you…stretching you like this little thingcan’t.” He nodded contemptuously at the heart’s blood phallus which was morethan halfway inside her right now.

“Imagine the two of us being soclose—imagine me inside you, my arms wrapped around you while you sat on my lapand lowered yourself down, taking me in…taking me at your own pace but takingme deep when you were ready. Sofucking deep, baby. All…the way…to the end.”

As he spoke, Trin felt the headof the heart’s blood shaft kiss the mouth of her womb and she threw back herhead and moaned, feeling her pussy contract around the hard shaft inside her.