Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had plenty of orgasms in my life, even a few while with a partner, but never have I had an orgasm directly provided by said partner. Sure, they’ve been there, maybe directing me to get myself where I needed to go while they focused on their efforts, but it had always been me and my own self administration responsible for getting me past the finish line.
I’d never really felt like my past relationships were lacking, because I’d never expected more from my partners. And yet Kex, a man not even of my own species could provide not just one, but two life-altering orgasms on his first attempt?
I’d hesitated to take things further, and Kex had taken it as a clear, direct no. I’d never met a man so willing to set aside his own pleasure just to make sure I was completely comfortable. It made me feel safe enough to explore my own desire. To say I was exhilarated to see what other magic that man could provide would be an understatement.
Judging my mood solely on the physical delights of the morning didn’t even cover half of it. It was the way Kex looked at me, the way he treated me, cared for me, and seemed to cherish me with every touch. Even while hiking through the forest, as he forged our path and frequently turned back to check on me, the small smile and the shimmer of his silver eyes sent a thrill straight into my chest.
Only one part of our encounter had me slightly off-center, unsure of how to proceed. Kex hadn’t kissed me. Did his people not kiss? I tried to imagine two versions of Kex kissing each other, and yeah, that thought deteriorated real fast, but once my mind was back out of the gutter, I focused on the mechanics. His fangs might get in the way when kissing another fanged person. Maybe they didn’t kiss?
The thought made me a little sad. I enjoyed kissing when I was really into a guy, but the thought of kissing Kex, and experiencing his mouth? Yeah, it did things to me. Would Kex mind if I kissed him? Would he enjoy it? I doubted he would think it was gross after the way he had completely demolished my pussy with his tongue.
Kex turned back to check on me again, and I quickly lifted my gaze to meet his. His sweet smile twisted a little as he narrowed his eyes at me, then glanced behind him. Was he finally realizing I was paying more attention to his ass in that little leaf covering than I was to my footing? I grinned devilishly at him and made grabby hands toward him, and he burst out laughing. It was deep and warm and I wanted more. He turned back to me and pulled me into his arms in a gentle embrace. Leaning down, he nuzzled at my neck, lightly dragging his teeth against the smooth flesh as his hands slid lower and he cupped both my ass cheeks in his large hands and gave them a firm squeeze. At my gasp, he licked my neck and pulled away laughing before he set off again.
“You know, two can play that game, big guy!” I yelled after him, my face burned and my clit hummed with anticipation. His caress hadn’t been a kiss, but it was still nice. Definitely room for improvement if he let me experiment. He rumbled something back in his deep, gravelly voice, and I hurried to catch up. “Where are we going, anyway? I mean, I don’t exactly have anywhere to be, but are we in a rush to get there? We could take a little break and find a fallen log for you to bend me over. Or I bet you’re strong enough to fuck me against a tree.”
I sighed when his only response was something else I couldn’t understand. Would we ever get to a point where we could speak comfortably? Thinking about the future was likely a bad idea with the way things were going, but it was hard to stop my mind from drifting to a magical future with a cottage in the trees and little teal babies running around while I harvestedmushrooms. I didn’t even like mushrooms. And becoming a parent in a world without disposable diapers? No thanks.
A part of me expected to meet back up with the other women eventually, but the logistics of that felt impossible. Regardless, I didn’t think I could hang on to my happy, floaty good mood if I gave up hope of ever finding them again. Maybe as I stared at the best ass in the universe, I could join Cindy and try to manifest a whole tribe of hunky aliens to rescue my friends.
After what I really hoped Kex considered a full day of walking, he came to a stop and held his hands up to me. “Wait?” he said, as if not totally confident he had it right.
I nodded and pointed at my feet. “Emily wait,” I repeated.
He smiled sweetly and ran a gentle finger along my jaw. Then he held up his hands and said something I didn’t understand before he flexed his big, sharp claws.
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Kex
My Emily’seyes widened as I showed her my claws, but there wasn’t a hint of fear in the expression. She hadn’t shown me any genuine fear since she first woke up and I startled her. My mate was brave, and I believed she trusted me. The knowledge made my heart sing. Did her spirit respond to me the same way mine did to hers? Did she understand as clearly as I did that we were mates? If she didn’t, I would make sure she knew soon enough.
I wiggled my claws at my mate, teasing her for a moment before I crouched, then jumped straight up and caught the branch above with ease. I let myself dangle for a moment as my Emily gasped and shouted something at me from below, before I twisted myself up and onto the branch. I let the claws on my feet dig in and brace me as I leaned over the branch and peered down at my lovely mate.
“Whatthefuckareyoudoing?Getdownherebeforeyoubreakyourneckandihavetofigureouthowtosurviveallonmyown!”
I smiled down at my Emily before I straightened and jumped again to a higher branch, delighted at her sweet shrieking far below.
My mate was such a delight to tease.
I climbed quickly, not wanting to be out of reach of my mate for longer than necessary, and reminded myself there were no enemies here, no one to challenge me or attack my mate. The war was over, and the war grounds were far from the peace of the deep forest. I had checked for signs of large predators in the area. It was fine. I forced a deep breath as I reassured myself of my Emily’s safety. I would monitor her below, and it would take me only a moment to drop from the trees and return to her side.
Once I reached an adequate height, I turned to my objective, a mature alnup tree ripe with fruit. Jumping across the short distance, I dug my claws into the alnup’s trunk and scaled along a thick branch until I reached the first fruit. I picked out the choicest pieces and, after making sure my Emily was still where I left her, let them fall to the ground. Once I had more than enough, I crossed to another tree with suitable fronds and picked enough to weave a basic net to carry our leftovers.
While I had originally planned to hunt for myself every meal, I was anxious to get my Emily to our hut where she could properly rest, and stopping long enough to build a fire to cook our meals would delay us longer than I wished. At our current pace, we wouldn’t reach our hut tonight, but it would be within reach by tomorrow afternoon even if we had another delectably distracting morning.
My mind wandered back to my mate and the wonderful way her body responded to my touch. Her taste was like nothing I could have imagined, sweet and tangy. She coated my tongue with her release and I’d only wanted more. I could spend the rest of my days between her soft thighs.
She hadn’t been comfortable enough to touch my cock, but perhaps tomorrow, when I had her safely tucked into our bed, she would want to explore me. The thought made my cock pulse against my loincloth, and I took a deep breath to clear my mind.Men who let their minds wander while navigating the treetops were likely to find themselves permanently on the ground.
With enough supplies to craft what I needed, I made a quick descent, jumping across to a nearby aloon tree with its thick, straight trunk, and let my claws slow my descent as I slid to the ground. My mate gasped and frowned at me, her little hands propped on her plump hips. I smiled and made my way to her with a prowling gate, but she didn’t seem properly impressed.
“Showoff,” she said. Yes, those must be the words of praise for my impressive strength and agility. I leaned down and rubbed my face against her neck, soaking in her sweet perfume, spiced as it had been all day with a dab of her arousal. I nipped at her flesh, gently, but made myself pull away. There would be plenty of time to get lost in my mate’s body, but right now I needed to feed her so we could continue our journey.
As I stepped back, a small frown of disappointment crossed my Emily’s face, and satisfaction roared in my chest. She wanted me close just as much as I wanted her, I just knew it.
Like the smart provider she was, my Emily had gathered the fallen alnup while I’d been above, and I sat next to the pile, gesturing for her to join me. She sat with a small wince, and I pointed to her canteen. “Water.”
