by Keri Kruspe
She put a hand on top of Ki’s clasped fingers that rested on his solid belly. She brushed a wayward strand from his face and glimpsed the tips of his ears peeking out of his rich mahogany hair. The move exposed a thin, tight braid she hadn’t noticed before. It started at the right temple and rested behind his head. Here the puckered skin was lighter with age. A pang of sympathy tightened her throat at the pain he must have endured from that wound at such a young age.
With her free hand, she followed the aggravated skin from his forehead, past his left eye, and down his cheek.
His sharp cheekbones and a neatly trimmed beard covered his lower face. The facial hair combined a unique blend of dark brown highlighted with yellow. It was a testament to either his age or a stressful life.
Sherri continued to explore his outstanding features. He had the regal nose of a bygone conqueror, long with a slight break in the middle. Masculine brows full of thick mahogany hair were mixed with a scattering of light butterscotch. Lush dark eyelashes fanned his closed eyes, thick and lengthy. Those were something any woman would pay good money to possess.
Ki twitched and moaned before he settled back into a normal breathing pattern.
Sherri put a hand over her chest, glad Grirryrth reassured her Ki would be all right. The posion in his system had been flushed and the throat wound was superficial. It healed when Ki changed into his dragon form. If that was the case, then why did he still carry that old scar on his face? No matter, better to let him sleep and let the healing process continue. Grirryrth also assured her the man wouldn’t have any ill effects from the drug once he woke up.
When he’d moved, his head tilted and exposed his left ear.
A shining glint caught her eye as she bent closer to look.
There, embedded in the folds of the upper shell a small, jewel glittered. The multiple facets of the gem shone deep and clear, winking and teasing in the low light.
Fascinated, she traced the outer shell with the tip of a forefinger.
He moaned.
Wow, what was up with that? Maybe his ear was a personal erogenous zone. Hmm,something to explore. She took a quick peek to make sure he still slept. Ah, his face was relaxed and his breathing resumed a normal rhythm. Emboldened, she resumed and traced the tip of his alien ear between two fingers.
He jerked, his hands unclasped as his fingers twitched. A low moan hissed through those tempting lips. After a few breathless seconds, he settled again.
Mouth puckered in triumph, Sherri found it oddly arousing to see him react that way. What would happen if she licked there? With a slight chuckle, she ignored the niggling shame to stop and leaned closer to the exposed ear. With a puff of soft breath, she traced the shell with her tongue.
Whatever reaction she expected, it didn’t come close to what he did.
Roaring, his dual-colored eyes popped open and his head snapped toward her with a narrow glare.
Palms up in surrender, she gave an involuntary childish squeal.
The submissive gesture was futile. He jackknifed to a sitting position on the bed, grabbed her upper arms, and pulled her underneath his solid, naked body. The pencil-thin skirt didn’t allow room for her legs to part, so his large thighs cradled hers firmly between them. Her head was held captive between massive palms.
The navy/hunter irises disappeared when his viridian iridescent pupils took over.
A manly snarl escaped, and his exposed, overlong teeth captured her attention. She quivered in reaction. Another growl rumbled from deep within Ki’s chest and trembled where their bodies touched.
She stilled, trying to figure out what his body language told her. She gulped when the meaning of his tight face finally became obvious. The time for play was over; the male on top of her wouldn’t let her go until he was good and ready.
Sherri’s heart thudded with impatient joy as she sucked in an excited breath. Yes! Finally, they would act on their mutual attraction. Throat tight, his aggressive dominance flat-out did it for her. She, who’d never allowed a man to take control in the bedroom before, found herself docile as her body softened in welcome. In an opposite reaction, her clit filled and poked from between puffed folds, causing a zap of pleasure each time she moved or breathed. Not to be outdone, her nipples creased and her womb tightened. Blatantly she wet her lips in a deliberate invitation.
Navy/hunter-green irises zeroed in on her lips as he held her head before touching his mouth to hers. She half expected to be ravished. Instead, a gentle caress surprised her. His body moved in a sensual dance as old as time and allowed her to indulge in the feel of his warm, hard torso on hers.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, her hands slid into his thick dark hair. Just as before, the strands tightened and twirled around her fingers and held tight. Now was the time to bring their interaction higher. Her mouth parted in invitation.
Ki didn’t disappoint. He took up the offer.
Once inside, the small ridges along his tongue brought a unique flavor to Sherri that was all Ki. His tang of spice spilled and ignited her heated blood. She returned the kiss with fervor, stroking and caressing the warm cavern of his mouth as if they’d done this a million times before.
Sherri writhed and moaned under the male weight, the friction making her lightheaded.
Ki pulled away.
The unexpected cool air made her blink before it dawned on her he was talking.
“There is no going back now, Sherri.”
The growl of his words made it hard to understand. How did he expect her to be coherent when he ground his groin into hers? She hissed as her toes curled.
Ki reached down, yanked her loose blouse out of the tight skirt, and ripped it in two.
Shocked at the near-violent action, Sherri’s breasts heaved in her peach-laced bra. Her body shook under his intense scrutiny.
“Time to finish this, right here and now.” Ki’s declaration came out muffled as his lips covered the tips of the bra and soaked the material with his tongue. Then he gave a sharp nip on the hardened tip. He lifted the waistband of the skirt and tugged it aside.
Her mouth fell open as the thick cloth split apart with one sweep. The cool air on her lower lady-parts caused her flesh to pebble.
His attention shifted to the juncture of her thighs and the peach-colored boy shorts covering her sex. His mouth hovered over the garment that was soaked with her feminine juices.
Her heart thundered as the hot cavern of his mouth became a notable contrast to the chilly atmosphere.
A low growl vibrated through the wet fabric and made her eyes cross in bliss. Damn… she was so close! Just one more pass, and she’d go off like a rocket. What a neat trick since he hadn’t even touched her in the flesh yet.
With a firm finger on the sides of her boy shorts, he shredded them. The delicate fabric ripped, pieces flung away with a flick of his thick wrists.
No use searching for those miniscule parts later.
Ki interrupted her musings. A rumbled noise bubbled out of his throat, his attention focused on her exposed pussy.
She experienced a moment of embarrassment as her full bush was uncovered. He didn’t appear to mind her being “au naturale” one bit…
With firm lips, he suckled her rock-hard clit between his teeth and tongue.
It only took a split second for her to burst apart. Yelping at the surprising detonation, her eyes rolled while she broke apart. Desperate, she grabbed the top of his head and loose hair. The strands covered her, and she rode the pleasure streaming through her quaking body.
Between one inhalation and the next, Ki’s massive frame prowled up as her hands fell away. His smug glance curled her stomach into another bout of anticipation. Here was the male counterpart she’d waited for. When he settled, her legs wrapped around his lean waist.
With relaxed muscles, she welcomed him in. She was slick enough for him to burrow his wide, flared head inside with minimal resistance. Tears welled as she and Ki faced each other at the precipice before t
hey jumped off together. As one, they took in a deep breath, eyes locked as he sank fully into her quivering depths.
Sherri moaned at the fullness. Ki’s hard-as-steel member pulsated in time with their combined heartbeats.
Face tight, he raised his head high enough to glance where their bodies joined.
She followed his example and watched as he pulled out, the dark skin slick before plunging back in. The forceful piston pushed her deeper into the soft cot as she absorbed the succulent friction that zinged from her womb to her head. Her sex tightened as her knees gripped his flexing hips.
Ki shook his head with narrow eyes. “Oh no, lovely yofie-na. You will not lead this time.” Reaching around, he settled her ankles on the top of broad shoulders.
The position may have given her less control, but it allowed his plunging cock to hit every sensitive nerve. She gripped his muscular forearms, her fingers digging into hard skin.
His thick arms circled her and kept her in place as he thrust his lean hips. Masculine pleasure contorted his face as a vein thundered along his neck with a constant beat.
“Ah… fruk… yes. Feel this…” The demand hissed through gritted teeth. “On’amunt female, yeah, right there.” His hips swirled and plunged while his hands tightened to keep her in place.
“No… that... want…” Panting in reaction, she pumped back.
“Yes…again.” Exotic iridescent-green pupils widened as his sharp teeth poked between full lips.
Oh yeah, she’d only be too happy to. With a tight grip on his forearms for leverage, she narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips at the delicious friction.
The abrupt movement must have made her breasts bounce because his eyes jerked toward them. A slow tongue across his lips moistened the slight curve of his mouth. Unwrapping his arms from around her thighs, he rubbed his palms together. He stopped thrusting and placed his palms over her hardened nipples.
Sherri’s eyes flickered in confusion as she dropped her hold to grip the linens. What was that? Her skin under his hands became hot and cold before a sharp pang of unbridled lust engorged the sensitive nipples and went straight to her core.
Ki licked the bottom of his full lip as his palms moved in circular motions from her breasts down her torso and stopped at top of her curls.
Sherri blinked at the shining coat he left behind.
With a lusty grin, he caressed the puffed lips of her sex and massaged the exposed nub.
She jumped when the hot sensation of thick oil touched the sensitive nerves. Wait, where did the oil come from? How did he find the time to get some without her noticing? Argh…who cared? She squirmed. He had to move. Pushing her hips up, she tried to force the issue.
“Luscious, sensuous female,” Ki crooned with a slight swat on an ass cheek. “Stay still. Revel in what I give you.”
He swiped his palms across her again as warm oils penetrated her thirsty skin and lit receptive nerves. Her stomach shook as lust rose. Uncontrolled, she grabbed him by the neck to pull him into a frantic open-mouth kiss. She didn’t know what kind of oil it was, but it sure was a potent aphrodisiac. In response she nipped, she bit, she ravished.
Not to be outdone, Ki’s returned her sexual demands. He shifted until she was on his lap, legs wrapped around his waist. The move didn’t dislodge his throbbing cock that remained deep inside.
Strong masculine arms pulled her flush against his solid chest as their kiss continued. Flushed with pleasure, Sherri joined Ki in a collective mating dance.
Without warning, Sherri’s orgasm rushed toward completion. With a jerk, she turned her head away and moaned as her back bowed in ecstasy. Her core tightened, desperate to keep his hard cock lodged in place as she chased her pleasure with each strong thrust.
“Fruk, yes!” Ki roared with a lurch. He grasped the globes of her ass, pulling her back and forth with each jolt. With a slight stumble he stilled, his hard dick pulsating as a hot stream of release coated her in jarring spasms.
Sherri folded against his chest and wrapped her quivering legs around his waist. He leaned over her without causing his massive weight to crush her. Ragged breath matched the aftershocks rumbling through her. Ki’s ribbed tongue leisurely stroked the sensitive skin between her neck and shoulder, giving her a profound sense of calm. She released a self-satisfied moan as she snuggled further into his embrace.
They remained unmoving until his penis softened and slowly slid out.
Gathering her sluggish thoughts, she scooted back and gazed into his exceptional eyes. The iridescent viridian pupils were wide, but his navy-blue/hunter-green irises remained prominent as he regarded her. The blank stare made her nervous. Did he regret what they’d done? Well, she didn’t, damn it, and he’d better not either. Her chin tilted.
Something must have alerted him to what she was thinking because his demeanor changed. Gone was the unresponsive, unmovable male and in its place a knowing smile transformed those rugged good looks into a unique thing of beauty.
As they tucked their bodies together, the light oils covering his torso bled onto hers. An irresistible masculine scent floated around them. Sherri’s nipples tightened while a rising wave of passion began. She pulled back in astonishment and met a masculine expression of self-satisfaction.
“What in the hell is that?” A demand. How could his sweat make her squirm in lust all over again?
Ki rubbed his nose against hers. “Do you like it?” The big man all but purred.
She pulled back and frowned. “Um, yes, I do. But where are you getting this massage oil from?” And what a wildly potent massage oil it was. On Earth, she’d make a fortune selling it. She glanced around, trying to see where the container was.
“What are you looking for?”
Ki’s rich voice caused her skin to pebble. “The rubbing oil, where is it?” She inhaled. Double damn, by itself, that fresh salty scent was dangerous.
Between them his freed cock stiffened. “What massage oil?” Warm breath nuzzled behind her ear while he rubbed circles over her rear.
Her naked skin soaked up the heated oil as her core rippled, bemoaning her emptiness. “Um.” Can’t breathe. Her body recognized the erotic sensation while her brain checked out. “Ah, the oil you’re rubbing into me right now.”
He smiled against her neck. “That is the natural secretion a Zerin male shares with a female during a sexual encounter.” A leisurely lick followed. “Do you like?” Another rumbling purr. “Want more?”
Sherri jerked in surprise and watched his expression. “That’s from you?” Her stare fastened on the glistening planes of the rugged chest filling her vision. The slick oils highlighted his iridescent skin, giving off a warm and welcoming glow. She patted his solid pecs, just above flat, hardened nipples. She couldn’t help but rub her hands over the dark hard nubs and coast down the six-pack. With every stroke, her passions climbed higher, escalating and throbbing with need. There wasn’t a lot of chest hair, except for a dark line of fine down that rested at the top of his magnificent groin.
As she explored, his breath deepened and he flexed his large torso. What would all that taste like? The idea burned as she leaned forward for a lick. With one swipe, erotic tension clenched her core with a spastic jolt. Unique flavors burst forth…the normal musk and saltiness of a male, but also with a hint of other, an addicting blend of spice and wildness that made her clamor for more.
Scooting closer, she leaned down to place her tongue on his ribbed penis. Strong hands gripped her upper arms and she found herself flat on her back. The aroused male covered her as his hardened cock slipped inside. “How can you be ready so soon?” Crap! Was that breathless kitten whisper from her?
His hips rolled as he thrust. “I’m not a human male, remember?”
Thank God, not human!
She must have said that aloud because a wicked laugh rumbled as he pounded into her willing body with hard, steady strokes.
* * *
KI
Ki jerked awake. Some
thing was wrong.
Grirryrth, are we in danger?
Humph? The dragon’s sleepy voice reassured Ki that there were no mortal threats close. You are such a skittish youngling. Go back to sleep or enjoy your female. A metaphorical yawn had the dragon snapping his jaws. I can assure you, you’ll need your rest when I claim Cheithe.
Claim. A chilling shiver ran down his spine as he sat up. He took in a deep breath as a sensuous scent of spicy sweetness filled his lungs. Sherri was near.
Not just near, but within reach…naked and sprawled on her stomach on the narrow cot. Plump, full breasts spilled from her sides, visible because her arms rested above her head. The rich globes of her ass topped splayed legs, revealing the tempting lips of her sex peeking from under the soft blue bed coverings. Memories flooded of their decadent time together.
Running a hand down his face and chastising himself, his blood ran cold. How could he let this happen? His libido had never been out of control before. He’d always maintained complete restraint over every aspect of his life. Sherri’s throaty moan caught his attention as she rolled over.
Ki swallowed dryly.
She lay partially on her back, her torso twisted at the waist as her legs crossed.
The move put her magnificent breasts on prominent display, the rosy tips hard and begging for his touch. Those full lips remained slightly open and beckoned with another temptation all on its own.
Holy Goddess…wait…no…no! This was wrong. Wrong. Fists tightened, he willed his heart to settle and maintain a constant rhythm. The last thing he needed was to get emotional with this female sprawled next to him.
Ki withdrew from the cot with slow, deliberate motions, moving the tangled sheets away from the warm female. Every instinct screamed for him to stay and wake her up with his throbbing cock tucked into her hot, wet body.
With a sharp shake of his head, he refused to give in. While he enjoyed what they’d experienced, now wasn’t the time to indulge in selfish pursuits. Even if by some miracle she turned out to be his TrueBond…
