Page 141 of Tempting Fate

She trailed her fingers over my chest. “If we were back at the village… But I have an idea. If you would like.”

My eyes filled with tears, and I inclined my head in the human and shaa way. I would take anything she offered me, give myself to her in whichever way she asked. “Please, Marni.”

“Arms above your head.”

I obeyed instantly, my hands sinking into the moss.

She knee-walked up my body until she straddled my stomach. “Your wrists are bound. You cannot move. If you move your hands, I stop.”

My breath quickened. Though my arms were free, my desire to obey was so strong, I was as helpless as in kalidi. “I can’t touch you,” I said, voice plaintive.

“That’s the idea, kitten. You need to lie there and let me take care of you.” A wicked light danced in her eyes. “Or let me take whatever I want.”

I whined, but my cock bucked against my breeches. Whatever this magic was, I craved more.

She straddled my chest now, her cunt almost within reach of my mouth, the scent of her arousal devastating in its closeness.

“Let me taste you, please.”

“You want to taste here?” She drew one finger along her glistening seam, parting her dark lips.

I didn’t care how needy I sounded. “Please.”

One more inch closer, and I stretched my tongue out all the way, darting it over her folds.

Her shocked gasp was everything.

“I forgot you could do that,” she breathed, placing a small hand over my mouth. “If we were following shaa ways, that wouldn’t be allowed. I’d tell you to wait, to be still, to let me use you.”

My nostrils flared.

“I’m going to ride your beautiful mouth, kitten, and you’re going to fill me up with that thick tongue.” Then she was straddling my head, sinking onto my face.

Dear, sweet gods.

I pushed my tongue deep into her cunt, filling her as if it was my cock, my second, smaller tongue resting on the bead at her apex.

Her flavour burst into my mouth, a sweet, tangy, salty taste I couldn’t get enough of.

“Oh god, oh god,” she chanted. “Right there.”

I coiled my tongue into loops, spreading her walls wide, and speared it forwards, while my smaller tongue, the one I’d always hated, rubbed circles on the sensitive bud, seemingly sending her barrelling her towards an orgasm.

Gods, my Imani was about to come on my face and I—

Hot wetness spilled into my mouth. It streamed over my cheeks and ear ridges as she bucked and ground and keened, screaming my name, falling against the wall behind me, sobbing her release.

I breathed in the scent of my mate’s pleasure, spilling into my breeches as I swallowed everything she gave me, sucking and laving until she drew away.

“Your headspines,” she breathed.

Her eyes reflected a haze of light, and it was coming from... me?

“You’re glowing.” She reached out, pulling a handful of headspines into my peripheral vision.

“What is it?” All I could make out was the sparks of light cascading down their lengths, purples and whites. I went to touch them, then jerked my hands back to the moss, remembering I was to remain still.

“It’s okay, kitten, you’re free.” Imani slid down my body, tugging one of my hands with her, and collapsed on my chest. “It’s another shaa thing. Bioluminescence.”