Dargan's POV
“Oh goddess,” Gaia, suddenly whimpered again. She clutched at my hand, but this time she was pushing it toward her center. Her heat and the pain demanded that she do something about that first and worry about talking until later…
“Dargan, please!” she cried out, and I could see that even Ashley flinched at her pain. “I need more!”
I moved my hand a little lower, letting my fingers play with the edges of her folds without entering her. I at least wanted to feel that her modesty hadn’t been tarnished since it seemed to be important to her. Sure, Ashley had already seen it all, but there was a difference between guessing and knowing.
“Not until you’re ok with Ashley being here,” I told her when she found a moment of relief. “And I want you to be sure.”
Her eyes met mine. The
