by Celia Kyle
She imagined Erudan laying her on the soft surface. He’d force her legs wide and then bury his mouth between her legs. He’d trail his tongue up her inner thigh to her core while she clawed at his back.
Lost in her imaginings, Erudan eased her onto the bed and followed her down, looming above her. She stretched her arms wide and fanned her fingers to pluck the bed coverings. Except, the only thing she really wanted to touch was him.
“Yes,” he rumbled.
Rhea gave him a soft smile, staring into his eyes. “Yes?”
His longer strands of hair fell around them with his nod, creating a curtain that blocked the world and hid their troubles. “Yes, hold on to me. Do not let go. Ever.”
Rhea melted for him. A slow smile tugged at her lips and she released the blanket so she could slide her arms around his neck. She anchored herself to him while he slowly tugged on her clothing.
For once, being short was a plus. Erudan’s long arms easily reached along the length of her legs as he peeled off her pants. He whisked them away to the floor, leaving her pussy covered by the thinnest swatch of lacy fabric.
He braced his weight on one arm and lowered his gaze. His scan was like a physical thing. His eyes traveled over her trembling breasts to her core, bared legs splayed in a V wide enough for his broad shoulders.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. He teased her with his free hand, fingers dancing over the roundness of her lower belly and then down to the apex of her slit. He paused there, the very tip of his thumb taunting her hidden flesh. He paused and exhaled in a rough whoosh of air. “You are wet. For me.”
“Am I?” Rhea teased and wiggled her hips, encouraging him to explore. “You don’t know that for sure.” She still wore her panties after all.
He smirked, eyes glittering. “Your garment is soaked with your juices.”
Erudan skimmed his fingertips over her sex. Rhea moaned and rocked her hips, craving his touch. “Please. Touch me. Taste me.”
Giving her a look that could only be described as wicked, he straightened and brought her upright with him. He broke her hold around his neck and drew her top away. Zav hadn’t provided a bra and had refused to let her keep her other. Allegedly, none of the clothing needed support.
Now, as her breasts bounced free, causing Erudan’s eyes to blaze and breath to hitch, she decided Zav was totally right. Because the way Erudan looked at her, as if he wanted to make a meal of her curves… Worth every single minute of racing through alleys and holding on to her chesticles to minimize bouncing.
“Yes.” Erudan’s voice cut into her scattered thoughts, but that wasn’t what jolted her back to the present. No, he snared her focus by cupping her breasts—engulfing, really—and rolling her nipples between his fingers.
She arched her back with a soft whimper, begging for more. “Yes?”
He nodded and the ends of his hair tickled her breasts, drawing out a whine.
“Yes, that is what I will do.” His tongue flicked out to wet his lower lip. “I will taste you.”
Her eyes widened as his meaning sank into her. She nodded and yanked on his clothes, anxious to get to the good stuff. “I am totally down with you going down. Right now.”
Erudan’s deep laughter tempered the urgency she knew he must experience beneath the rush of his firez. Despite her own need, she kept her soft smile in place as she undressed him, exposing highly carved muscle after muscle.
Unable to stop herself, she stroked his chest, palms sliding down to his stomach. She was fascinated by the way his ridged abdomen rippled in response to her touch. His skin grew darker the farther south she explored. It deepened to an earthy, forest green as it stretched around his hard cock. Moisture glistened at the tip and she wondered about his flavor. She reached for his dick, anxious to gather the clear droplet on her fingertip and then slip it into her mouth. Except Erudan snatched both of her wrists and pressed them to the bed on either side of her hips.
“Mate,” he growled. “You must not touch me or let those thoughts continue. If you do not cease, I will not last long once inside you. I very badly want to spend hours in your body.”
Rhea relaxed into the mattress and pouted. “That’s not fair. I should be able to taste you, too.”
A tremor overtook Erudan and he paused with his hands gripping her thighs. “After I have had my fill of you, you may have a turn.”
“How generous,” she drawled.
Erudan pushed her thighs wide, making room for his shoulders between her legs. He rested on his stomach, settled, and then glanced up at her. “I can be very generous. Allow me to demonstrate.”
He stroked his thumbs between her folds and gently separated them. A kiss of cool air touched her wet, heated flesh for the briefest of moments and then Erudan was there. He delved his tongue between her lower lips, licking and tasting her desperate flesh.
She gasped and groaned, tangling her hands in his hair while she dug her heels into the bed. He explored her pussy, stroking her and setting her nerves alight. Pure pleasure sang in her blood and she embraced the sensations. She feasted on every hint of bliss his talented mouth gifted her and then begged for more.
Somehow, he knew exactly where—how—to touch her and when his attentions grew to be too much. He lapped at her, exploring and swirling his tongue. He teased and taunted her, his sucking and swirling tightening in her belly more and more with each new snippet of joy.
She panted and whimpered, even hissed a time or two when it seemed like he’d stop. Her sounds were matched by his own, animalistic growls against her pussy and merely added to her impending release. And God, it was so close. The need to let go, to leap off the precipice and let ecstasy catch her, nearly drowning her in desperation.
“Gonna come,” she panted. “Want you inside me when I…” Rhea tugged on his hair, aching to be filled by him as she came.
Erudan suckled her clit once again, flicking the small bundle of nerves with his tongue before lifting his head from her pussy. His lips and chin glistened with her juices and she shuddered. So hot. So carnal.
“Let go. I will catch you.”
Rhea whined. “Not without you. I need you. I know you need…”
“I need your pleasure. Show it to me. Share it with me.”
She sighed and melted into the bed. How could she argue with him now? She relaxed her grip on his hair and gently prodded him to put that talented tongue back to work.
He returned to his caresses, his tongue teasing her sensitive flesh with long strokes and careful flicks. Her hips rolled and flexed, following his touch and searching for more of the pleasure he promised. He tapped her clit and settled in a blissful rhythm.
She stopped resisting everything he gave, soaring high and flying toward the edge of release. Her thighs clenched and pussy tightened while a cry tore from her chest. He pressed his tongue deep and then withdrew, replacing it with one of his long, broad fingers. He pumped the digit in and out of her core, stroking her g-spot with each thrust and retreat.
Rhea rose higher and higher, dancing along the edge of bliss. Her muscles tightened, toes curling and body shuddering with the hints of what was to come. Erudan slipped another finger inside her, the burning stretch and bits of pain adding to the impending ecstasy that hovered on the horizon.
He growled against her clit and the vibrations shot through her, setting her nerves alight with pleasure. He followed the rumble with thrust after thrust of his fingers in and out of her sheath, sending lightning bolts of ecstasy singing through her veins until she could hardly breathe for the pleasure.
It was too much and not enough and then… With a final cry, she arched off the bed, trembling as the ultimate pleasure raced through her body. It traveled from her fingertips and toes, taking over her muscles until she couldn’t move. He slowed the pumping of his fingers, giving her one final thrust before lifting his head. He gradually withdrew, his burning eyes on hers, and rose above her.
Dazed and twitching with aftershocks that sen
t new tendrils of bliss over her nerves, she could only stare as he knelt between her spread thighs. His thick, hard green cock jutted from his groin, as if reaching for her. And she wanted to welcome him into her wet heat.
Rhea stretched her hands toward him, anxious to feel the weight of his body over hers. Now.
Lips plump and red from his kisses, Rhea gazed up at Erudan with the reverence of a worshipper looking upon her god. Erudan was no god, but he thanked both Vi and Alea for bringing Rhea to him.
Also for dropping him to his lowest low so that he might be in the right place to find her.
He did not know what god to thank for the invention of acts such as kissing, though. He licked his lips, gathering the intoxicating remnants of her musky sweet arousal. For that treat, he sent his appreciation into the galaxy and hoped it reached the correct deity.
If devouring her seductive folds filled him with such pleasure, what would happen when she placed her mouth on him? It was a desire he had glimpsed among her open thoughts and it had him wondering…
A shudder rolled through him at the very idea of her plump lips on his shaft. He fisted his length and stroked himself from root to tip and back again.
Dragging his gaze up to meet hers, he held her stare as he folded over her. Her lips parted, tempting him to take a taste and drink of her flavors.
“You are mine.” He leaned down and nipped her bottom lip. Then her top while she stared at him. Her irises were now mere hints of color around her dark pupils. “My mate.”
Rhea swallowed hard and nodded. She lifted her arms and tried to twine them around his neck once again. Before she could capture him, he snared her wrists in his free hand. He stretched her arms up over her head until she was stretched and exposed for him.
Her breath came in soft pants, her breathlessness driving him mad and stoking his need for her. Like puffs of air on a flame, they urged his firez to a frenzy.
With a growl, he positioned himself between her thighs, the blunted tip of his cock against her slick opening.
Rhea moaned and pushed her head against the mattress, her hips rising to meet him. “Please don’t make me wait. Need you in me. Need…”
Erudan slipped the head of his shaft into her center, teasing her with the blunt head of his hardness. The barely-there penetration drew a whimper and moan from his mate, and he ached to pull even more from her.
Driven by need to hear her cry out with pleasure, he sank into her sheath, glorying in the damp, silken heat of her core. Her eyelashes fluttered down, hiding her eyes from view. He would have growled his displeasure at being denied, but as he withdrew and delved deep again, his own eyes rolled back into his head.
So delicious. So hot. So wet. How had he denied himself for so long?
“Put your legs around me,” he growled, and held himself still with every bit of willpower he still commanded.
Rhea whimpered and drew her silky thighs up and around his hips like a clinging vine. She sealed them together, heat against heat, and his length throbbed deep within her pussy. Perfection.
With a snarl, he finally surrendered to his firez and his need for this unexpected female—his perfect mate. He lost himself in her body, hips flexing and muscles straining to bring them both fulfillment. She milked his length, the perfection of her center rippling around his cock and squeezing him with every thrust. Her nails clawed at his flesh, digging into his skin and marking him with her pleasure. Each new blossoming of pain added to his unending pleasure. He truly drove his female crazy enough to do violence.
And he loved it.
Rhea whispered pleas and whined demands interspersed with wordless cries of pleasure. Her perfect body moved with him, their hips meeting in a rhythm as old as time. She was the center of his universe, the heart of his world.
His balls were high and tight, anxious to spill himself in her heavenly warmth, but he would not until his mate was close to her own release. They would find ecstasy together.
When he sensed her heartbeat speed up to match her gasping breasts and the quake deep in her core, he knew the time had come. He retained his pace, giving them both what they needed to find the ultimate pleasure. Her center clenched and squeezed him, encouraging him to empty himself inside her. He grinded his hips against hers in retaliation, aching to make her cry out as she came.
“Erudan,” she gasped and held her breath, wide, desperate eyes meeting his.
“My Rhea,” he rasped in return and let himself go. He relinquished his stranglehold on his control and his release swept over him in a great tsunami of sensation.
Claiming her lips, he swallowed her cries of pleasure and drove himself deep once, twice, and then sealed their bodies together. His cock twitched and jerked within her, his cum erupting from the tip of his length and diving deep into her core.
They shuddered together, her involuntary wiggles driving his orgasm on and on. They fed each other pleasure as the last snippets of release gradually fled their bodies.
Careful not to crush her, he rolled to his back and drew her with him, draping her across his chest. She was a warm, welcome weight and her touch further soothed the raging need that’d plagued him since her arrival.
Rhea threw her arm and leg across him with a possessiveness that made him smile.
“Erudan…” She let out a happy sigh. “That was…” Another sigh. “There are no words.”
He ran his hand down her back, tracing the line of her spine until he reached her ass. He squeezed one firm, plump cheek. “Magnificent? World-shaking?”
She laughed and then groaned. “You’re so conceited.”
“It is not conceit if it is true.”
Rhea rolled over him, straddling his hips while she braced one hand on the mattress and caressed his chest with the other. A soft gasp whispered past her lips. “Your skin! It’s changing back to its normal color. I can see it happening.”
He had been focused only on her flushed face, but at her words, he lifted his arm and brought it within sight. She was correct. The green of his firez was indeed retreating.
Happiness filled him for the first time in memory. He brought his hand to her cheek and encouraged her to lower her head so he could kiss her. “It is because of you. You are so perfect for me that you have sated my firez with only one mating.”
Rhea blushed and gave him a shy smile that turned into a soft pout. “One mating? Does that mean we’re done for the year?”
“What? No.” He growled and pinched her thigh, smiling at her squeal. “It means that you have a few hours to rest before I take you again. And again. Before I am done, you will wish for a year’s reprieve.”
Rhea sighed. “Promises, promises…”
Erudan prepared a feast while Rhea slept, regaining her strength after her long travels, desperate escape from pursuit, and finally, their mating. He carefully balanced his heavy-laden tray covered in traditional Vian dishes and padded into the sleeping chamber. Just as he entered, his mate stirred. She stretched her arms overhead and arched her back, pointing her toes in a full body extension.
“Mmm… That smells so good.” She relaxed with a soft exhale. “I’m so hungry I could eat a… something big, not scary, and appropriately horse-like.”
Erudan shook his head, unsure what type of beast a horse was. He would have to do research. Later. At the moment, he was preoccupied by his own hunger. A hunger roused again by the barest glimpse of a pink nipple appearing above the edge of the blanket. His cock hardened, body more than a little interested in what the sheet covered.
But now was not the time.
He reined himself in and placed the tray on the bed. His mate had hungers that must be sated before they could look to others. “I have prepared savory meats, vegetables, and bread, which I am told humans enjoy.”
Her soft laugh was the sweetest music. “Your sources are good. I love bread. Thank you, Erudan. It smells amazing. Let me use the bathroom and get dressed—“
“No.”
“No?”
She scooted up the mattress until she sat upright and then arched a single brow. “You don’t want to stand between me and a potty right now. Trust me.”
“Potty?”
She tipped her chin toward the cleansing room and then did a squirming shimmy with her legs crossed beneath the blanket.
Erudan coughed. “I did not mean to deny you the cleansing room, but I will have you naked while I feed you.”
Now both eyebrows went up. “While you feed me?”
At his smile and nod she gave a little huff that sounded more pleased than annoyed and left the bed for the cleansing room.
By the time she returned, he had arranged his selection of dishes and speared the first morsel for her. He brought it to her plush red lips and slipped it into her tempting mouth.
Then she moaned and her eyes fluttered closed. Vi save him, he had never heard anything so tempting in his life. His length hardened, body anxious to lose himself inside her once again, but he restrained himself. He was her mate and should take the utmost care with his female. Which meant he needed a distraction or he would push her to her back once again.
Erudan turned to reality and the questions that still plagued him about his female. “Who were those human males? The ones you called Dad and Calvin.”
Rhea coughed and reached for a glass of water. “Dad is a word for father or sire. So, yeah, that was my father.”
“And Calvin? I have never heard that human word.”
She winced and wrinkled her nose. “Calvin is my ex-fiancé.”
He was not certain of the meaning of fiancé but he was able to determine that this Calvin was the stupid male who had thrown his Rhea away. If he got his hands on the fool… Erudan would thank him heartily for being such an idiot. This Calvin was the reason Erudan now had his Rhea.
