He finally looked at her, and then his gaze heated and slid down her body. His attention lingered on her chest pushed out in front of her to accommodate her hands behind her back. Alex shivered.
“Why did you do it?” he rumbled.
“Kiss you?” She shrugged, then laughed. “Oddly enough, a quote from that movie we were discussing comes to mind. You were about to be mauled by a sefa. ‘Seemed like a good idea at the time.’”
Alex jumped as he suddenly vaulted off the board. Her heart leapt into her throat for a moment before she realized they were back at the nest and he’d jumped onto the porch around the hanging home.
“You thought I was going to die, so you kissed me the same way you would a friend?” He shouted his words as if he were repeating them to himself, not asking her a question.
A bit more carefully than he had, she stepped onto the porch and trailed after him. “Well, we didn’t exactly have time for a make-out session or anything. Why are you so mad about this?”
“I thought…” Auzed spun and tapped on the center of his chest with his fingers. “I don’t know what I thought, but I assumed you’d kissed me because… It doesn’t matter.” He waved his hand dismissively and stomped into the house.
Wilson, who’d appeared bleary-eyed on the roof, glanced down at them in annoyance.
While following Auzed into the house, she waved Wilson away and whispered, “It’s fine, go back to bed.”
She heard Wilson’s annoyed little trumpet as the creature relaxed into her nest.
“I could show you how it really goes if you want?” She sent him a sultry grin to go along with her suggestion. She almost giggled at his sharp double-take.
He scratched his temple and tipped his head at her, confused. “I don’t understand you, female.”
Before she could think better of it, she hiked her dress up to her thighs, charged toward him, and leapt. Without any hesitation, he caught her. Slithering her arms behind his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist, she leaned in close. “It’s better that way,” she whispered, playfully nuzzling his nose with her own. “Gotta keep you on your toes, Auzzy.”
He held perfectly still, but his hands twitched where they gripped her thighs, and his chest rose and fell quickly. Gaze locking onto her mouth, he let out a low, rumbling growl that sent an electric current right to her core.
One of his large hands shot up her back and clutched her nape while the other curled around her ass. The last of his control cracking, he used his grip on her neck to pull her mouth down to his.
Alex’s stomach flipped, and she let out a victorious moan. Aching to kiss him for real, she ran her tongue over the seam of his lips until they parted and then kissed him slowly and sensually, hoping to give him time to learn what she was doing. His arms encircling her tightened even more, and he met her motions with a ferocity of his own. Strong lips sliding over hers had her mind melting into a sizzling puddle.
With no idea how it’d happened or when, she found herself pulled tight to him, her back crushed against one of the large tree trunks running through the room. And he’d taken control. Barely letting her get a breath in as he explored her mouth with his hot, greedy tongue.
His cock, which she hadn’t noticed before, had grown large and rigid between her legs. Slanting his head to deepen the kiss, he rocked his hips, making her release a low moan into his mouth. With an answering growl he did it again and again and again, until she was wet and throbbing.
Breaking away, he found her neck. “Hold on to me,” he commanded in a guttural voice between sharp bites and soothing kisses along the column of her neck. He stepped away from the tree, and she clung tightly to his shoulders. Both his hands flew off her. She was about to put up a fight and demand he return them, but then he fisted the back of her dress and, with a vicious wrench, tore it in half down her back. Any argument she’d been ready to have was swallowed by her low moan.
Snapping the two thin straps holding her dress on her shoulders, he reached between them and pulled the bunched fabric away, letting it fall in a ragged heap on the floor. His arms drew around her waist and squeezed while his mouth latched back onto hers with a groan as though she were the best tasting thing he’d ever had on his tongue.
She arched her back, pushing her chest against his, but his damn shirt was still in the way. Grabbing a handful of fabric at his back, she pulled it up, showing him without words she wanted it gone. He let her slide down his body, craning his neck to continue their kiss until she was finally on her feet. Then he gripped the shirt and pulled it over his head. As he did, Alex worked to unlace the intricate knots of his pants.
Once his shirt was gone, he didn’t help her. She glanced up to find him staring at her hands fumbling at the opening of his pants. The pure lust burning in his gaze had her breasts aching. He wanted her to undress him, and he wanted to watch her do it.
She slowed her movements, letting him savor the sight. His wide chest rose and fell before her eyes, the defined muscles of his torso expanding, then bunching together with each controlled breath. One of his shimmering white markings curved around his chiseled V-cut and disappeared below his waistline.
While untying the last knot keeping his pants up, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over the dip between his large pecs. He let out a low, rumbling groan that vibrated through his chest. Trousers coming loose, he grasped her shoulders, intending to pull her away, but when she slid her hand between them and gripped his large shaft, he stopped.
Wrapping her palm around his girth, she pumped her fist slowly up and down. With a low growl, he jabbed his fingers through the hair at her nape and pulled her mouth away from the slow kisses she was planting on his chest. He brought her face up to his and kissed her deeply while she glided her hand over his heated length.
In slow, restrained steps he backed her up until her calves hit the long couch at the back of the house. He turned them both, then sat and pulled her down to straddle him. Trailing scorching kisses along her jaw and down her throat, he clutched her waist and lifted her higher onto his body, putting his mouth in line with her hard nipples.
Alex tried to keep her mind on the task she’d been focusing on, but their sudden shift had made it impossible for her to stroke him. Never in her life had she felt the need to pleasure a man this viscerally. She wanted to watch his hard stomach tighten and relax as he came. Hear that deep, rumbling voice groan or roar or snarl. Just thinking about how he might sound when he broke apart made her whimper.
She attempted to pull away, but his strong hands kept her in place. He sucked and kissed her breasts more intensely. Sliding his hand under the thick band of her underwear, he flattened his palm on the center of her low spine just above her ass and roughly pressed forward, forcing her to arch into his mouth even further.
Alex’s mind went dizzy at the sensation, and she rocked her dripping core against his shaft in time with the pulsing swipes of his tongue. This man was fucking worshipping her body and with a crashing realization she recalled that this was what he’d been taught to do. He ran his teeth over the underside of her breast, and she inhaled a sharp breath. Well, maybe not this specifically. But from what she’d gathered, everything Clecanian men worried about focused on ensuring a woman’s comfort. That had to have parallels in what they learned about sex with a woman too.
She pulled away more forcefully, and he allowed it. Chest heaving in ragged breaths and eyes gone dark, he kept his gaze locked on hers as she stepped away from him, then sank to her knees. A low growl broke from his chest as she lowered her head to his lap.
For the first time, she looked down at his shaft and couldn’t contain the moan that built in her throat. He was glorious. A slick, wide crown leading to a thick shaft with pulsing veins. She grinned up at him and felt a surge of confidence when he hungrily licked his lips.
She ran her palms up his thighs, tracing the progress of his pale markings. A portion of his markings high on his left quad were different. They we
re thicker and black, but they felt the same as the other markings as she ran her fingers over them and then let her palms rest by his hips. She lowered her lips and breathed hot air onto the head of his shaft, making him curse.
In an almost unrecognizable voice, he rumbled, “Alejandra, this isn’t done.”
She grinned and took the tip of him into her mouth.
Chapter 16
Zed gripped the back of the couch he was sitting on with all his strength to keep from clutching at her hair as she slipped her mouth over his cock. Her hot tongue licking and sucking at his shaft felt indescribable, and it took much more focus than he had to give to keep from bucking farther into her throat.
When she wrapped her palm around the base of his shaft and began pumping in time with her mouth, he could no longer keep his groans of pleasure in. He needed to pull her away before he came, but he didn’t trust his hands at the moment. “Alex, move away.”
Instead, she moaned around him and increased her devastating rhythm. His head fell back, and his body began to shake. This female was going to be the death of him. She ran one hand up his stomach and chest, then back down, scraping her nails against his oversensitive skin as she did.
No longer able to help himself, he shot his hand down and buried it in her hair, which had come free at some point while they’d been kissing. He tugged gently, forcing her to meet his eyes. Although her mouth on him was pure bliss, he needed to see that she was okay.
When she locked gazes with him and he saw her lids heavy with lust, he broke. He roared to the ceiling as he came, and to his shock, she didn’t move away. She worked his cock with her mouth, sucking him until there was nothing left.
As soon as she released him, he tugged her up and spun her around, then pulled her down so she was sitting on his lap, her back to his front. Wrenching her legs apart so they draped on either side of his thighs, he delved his hand beneath the thick underwear shielding her scent from him. Even through the material, he’d scented her arousal as soon as they’d started kissing.
Sweet and potent, it had drugged him instantly. As he slid a finger over the folds at her entrance, learning how she felt, she squirmed on top of him and rested her head back on his shoulder. He slipped his middle finger into her drenched sex and grew hard again at her choked moans.
He pumped inside as far as he could go and curled his finger, hoping to locate the pleasure center every Clecanian female had buried deep. Her hips rocked gently against his hand and she panted out sighs, but he couldn’t find the bundle of nerves inside that he needed to stroke. “Where is your pleasure center?” he rumbled into her ear as he brought his other hand up to cup her breast.
“My what?” she breathed, covering his hand with her own.
He wiggled his finger deep inside to illustrate his point. She gave a small hoot of surprise. “The knots of nerves that will make you come,” he growled as he nipped her lobe and teased her nipple with his thumb.
“Oh, it’s farther down, but the main one’s on the outside.”
On the outside? She ground her pelvis against the heel of his hand, focusing on one particular area at the top of her lips. Could it be so simple?
He experimented, pumping his finger in and out of her core while rocking his palm against the small nub outside until she was shaking with need. The scent of her arousal built, and he nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling every bit of her he could and promising that next time they did this, his face would be buried between her soft thighs. He peered down her writhing body, drinking in the sight of her small, round breasts and dark, rosy, brown nipples. A soft area of her low belly trembled as her hips twitched in time with his movements. He pressed her mouth to his ear, needing to hear her cries more loudly.
Her body grew taut and still, her breathing stopped altogether. Even her tight core around his finger clenched. And then she was coming, her loud moans echoed in Zed’s ears, and he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t want this to stop. Didn’t want her to go back to her room and leave him alone again. He kept the pressure of his hand firm and still until her cries faded into soft pants against his ear.
Removing his hand from her soaked underwear, his clouded mind raced to think of anything that might get her to linger here with his arms wrapped around her, her body plastered to his. She squirmed in his grip, and he tightened it. Dipping his head to her shoulder, he inhaled a final time, then forced his arms to open.
But she didn’t leave. Heat spread through his hammering chest as she turned in place and straddled him again. He was sure he looked as confused as he felt from her grin and raised brow. Placing a soft palm on either side of his face, she pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, then his forehead, then his lips. Zed’s lids went heavy. When she peered back at him, she asked, “So how do you like real kissing?”
A wide smile spread over his face, and he barked out a loud laugh. Her eyes caught on his smile, and her own grin widened in answer. “Well, you’re really smiling for the first time, so I assume you liked it.”
Liked it? It was the most wonderful thing he’d ever experienced. Being face-to-face like that. Mouth-to-mouth. It was so intimate and so raw. “I did.”
She crossed her wrists behind his neck and leveled a sarcastic look on him. “You are a man of many words, aren’t you?”
Auzed wished he had something more to say, but he couldn’t think clearly. Contentment radiated through him to just be holding her close like this. As if his soul recognized he was lost for words, a purr suddenly rumbled through his chest.
He stilled and studied her bewildered reaction. Slowly she slid a hand down to his chest and flattened her palm over his heart. A smile curled her lips as she felt the vibration on her hand. She gave him a tentative grin. “Is that a happy sound?”
He nodded, but a spike of unease tempered his mood. Zed couldn’t remember the last time he’d purred. And he certainly couldn’t remember it ever happening with a female.
“Uh-oh.” She let out a sigh and scratched her nails through the hair at his nape. “You’re getting all stiff again.”
Zed’s lips twitched, and he looked pointedly into his lap, where he was indeed hard.
With a gentle laugh, she tossed her hair back. “Yeah, that too. But I meant your demeanor.” Her warm gaze grew serious as she ran her palms over his shoulders. “I’m not telling you to become a different person or anything, but just for a few days, can you try to relax? Go with the flow?”
The arguments rising in his throat deflated when she pressed another soft kiss to his lips.
“We could do that more,” she urged through her grin.
Fingers sinking into the flesh of her hips, he tried to think. But she was right. Holding her and talking to her and kissing her felt incredible. Much better than the frustrating distance he’d been trying and failing to keep. So far, he’d been helpless against her charm. What was the point in continuing to fight?
He trailed his finger up her naked spine and almost groaned at the flush that suddenly darkened her chest and cheeks. Relaxing his guard around her until they went back to Tremanta might mean he’d need to go lock himself up in a dungeon underground for a few weeks until he could purge her from his system, but if their last hour together was any indication, it’d be worth it.
Alex stared at him, her eyes assessing and waiting for his response. In lieu of voicing his assent, he pulled her down for another kiss. His scalp tingled with awareness as she sighed and melted against him, draping her arms over his shoulders.
The only frustration that lingered in his dazed, contented mind was that he had to wait for her to recover before pleasuring her again.
***
Alex stretched her arms overhead while lying in bed. The soft illumination from the ceiling lighting told her it was morning. Legs itching to leap out of bed and find Auzed, she forced herself to remain put.
He was still a bit skittish, even after their amazing night, and she didn’t want to push him. Although she’d been re
ady to go all the way with him last night after their chat, he’d kept his caresses soft and more or less innocent, never touching her breasts or slipping his hands back under her panties.
And then when he’d decided it was time for bed, he’d bid her good night with a toe-curling kiss and left her on her own. She’d quickly ignored her initial instinct of hurt. Just because he didn’t want to cuddle up in bed didn’t mean he was blowing her off.
She replayed their night together in her mind and had to bite her lip. Ooh, that man knew how to touch and kiss and lick. It still shocked her that although not inexperienced, he’d never been with a human. Never kissed and hadn’t even known what a clit was, and yet…damn, he’d picked up on what to do quick.
How good would he be in bed if that was his pregame performance? She shivered under the covers. Without any of the normal morning dawdling, she sped to the bathroom, readied for the day, and dashed to the lift. Smoothing her hair, she commanded the lift to lower and marveled at how hard her heart was thrumming in her chest.
Her focus immediately zeroed in on Auzed’s large form in the kitchen. To her surprise, Wilson was there too. She sat on the counter in front of Auzed, whose back was turned. Alex quieted her steps as she heard him carrying on a one-sided conversation with Wilson.
“Like I said, a civil understanding is all I ask.”
Wilson let out a shrill squeaky honk and zoomed in a circle before settling. Her little trunk spewed toots and trumpets as if she were arguing back.
Auzed’s shoulders slumped, and he released a frustrated breath. Before he could speak again, Wilson noticed Alex approaching and glided over to greet her.
“She’s your bonded human, I understand, but that doesn’t make me an enemy…” His words trailed off as he spun, intending on facing Wilson but finding Alex instead.
“Heeeyyy,” Alex sung with a sly grin. “Whatcha talkin’ ’bout?”
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