Gaze by Viola Grace

again.” His words were warm in her ear.
    He kept stroking her skin lightly, using the cushion of air to press against her sensitive new tissue.
    “Well, Shiver, I am willing to try if you are.”
    “Durz.”
    She turned her head and met his gaze. “Durz?”
    “My name. Durz Korwait. I chose it so that I could blend in a little better with the standard bipeds.”
    “In that case, address me as Gwyn.”
    He chuckled. “Gwyn then. Is that your only name?”
    “Gwyn Gwendolyn. My father was so rattled when filling out the forms that he did the last name first and the first name last.” She was speaking quickly as he stroked his hands down her spine.
    He felt right. Not one inch of her wasn’t relaxed and excited by his touch. There was no fear, no panic and no hesitation. While their five days together previous to this had been polite conversation and Guardian chitchat, the switch from the banal to the sensual didn’t surprise her. It seemed the most natural thing in the world.
    “Your father named you?” He cupped her buttocks and lifted her against him.
    She wrapped her legs around his waist, and she rocked her moist sex against the heated length of him.
    “He filled out the paperwork. They had just been told that I was blind, so he was processing. So, my parent’s last name was Gwyn and mine was Gwendolyn.” She pressed her lips to his neck and licked at him.
    He tasted like the seaside. Mist, rain and a hint of salt. Working on instinct, she kissed her way up his neck, to his jaw and, finally, she pressed her lips to his.
    She could feel him smile, and his perfect lips twisted against her, his tongue sliding along hers while his hands gripped her hips.
    He let out a low growl, and he turned with her, bending her back until she was staring up at him from something that did not feel like her bedding. She didn’t care. The home-court advantage was all hers. The Blue Fairy would make sure that nothing untoward happened. There was nothing like a friend who had your back when your back was otherwise occupied.
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
    Gwyn shifted against him, thankful that she had agreed for the medical staff to remove her hymen years earlier. They didn’t want her virginity to be an issue if she were ever captured. In the imperium, it would make her a target as opposed to the simple removal, which made her unremarkable. She had always been a fan of being average.
    Durz positioned his cock in her opening, and he eased into her, the slick channel welcomed him eagerly.
    It was extraordinary. She could feel him changing shape, length and breadth as he eased inside her.
    “Open your eyes.”
    She opened her eyes, not aware that she had closed them to use all her senses to focus on his entry. She stared into the deep, dark orbs that were fixed on watching her, and she kept her gaze locked as he started to move.
    The pleasure of him physically rubbing and twisting within her was surprising, and she was sure it showed in her expression.
    Watching Durz as he thrust into her increased her pleasure, because she could see his. His focus on her sent waves of excitement through her with every thrust. Her body heated, but she was wrapped in the cooling mist again and was able to move back against him, sweating without fear for the first time in two decades. As soon as it appeared it was kept for chilling her, vanishing an instant later.
    She thrust upward, planting her feet on the surface under her and arching to meet him as he rocked into her.
    Gwyn clutched his shoulders and slipped her fingers down his back. His sweat made his spine slick, and her hands cupped his buttocks, pushing him into her with as much force as she could muster.
    The friction grew sweeter, and finally, she arched back as her body clasped his in heavy palpitations. Her breath locked in her chest and only the smallest whisper of sound escaped her.
    Durz kissed her savagely, thrusting deep and groaning as his cock flexed inside her.
    Gwyn’s eyes