Masochist knight [2]***

"This must be your first time."

Arthur held out his hand, palm open. "Give me your hand."

Althea hesitated but obeyed, letting him guide her fingers back to his erection.

"Wrap your hand around it."

Her grip was hesitant at first, but Arthur covered her hand with his own, guiding her. The heat of him pulsed against her palm, twitching at the sudden contact.

"Feel that?" His voice was calm, but there was a rough edge to it now.

She nodded, swallowing hard.

Arthur released her, leaning back. "Go on. Get used to it."

Althea focused, her touch still unsure but growing bolder. She ran her fingers along his length, feeling the contrast—soft skin, hard underneath.

She traced the thick veins, exploring every ridge, learning the shape of him. Her fingers slid lower, cupping his balls, testing their weight, rolling them gently in her palm.

Arthur let out a slow breath.