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And that means I get the pleasure of burying my face against her cunt often. Even now, I want more. I scrape my teeth against the inside of her thigh, loving the shiver she makes. I gaze down at her cunt with fascination, at the folds of her, some longer than others, all of them framing the nub of her clit. All of it dusky and sensitive. All of it mine. I brush a fingertip through the seam of her, finding the entrance to her body, and it is wettest and slickest here.
She bucks against my finger the moment I touch her there, another whimper escaping her throat. “Are you sore?” I ask, teasing my fingertip at the entrance to her core.
“My…my back hurts a little,” she manages.
Her back? I glance up, and—oh. D’see is sprawled backward over the rock, her hips the highest part of her. The rest of her is somewhere on the floor, the tunic puddled up at her teats, and she looks as dazed and sweaty and pleased as I hoped. “Let us move to the furs instead, then.”
I get to my feet and help her up, and her legs are wobbly as we settle back down in the furs. I want to bury my face between her thighs again and just enjoy myself until morning, but she curls up against my chest, tucking her face against the crook of my shoulder, and I find I do not want to disturb her. I stroke her back, pulling the furs over her chilled legs. “Your cunt,” I murmur, rubbing my face against her soft mane. “Is it sore? From last night?”
“Oh. Um. A little.”
I suspected as much. The odd way she walked made me realize this, and I feel like the worst mate ever for not even thinking such a thing was possible. Here I pushed her to walk faster instead, because I am again the worst kind of fool. “If you are sore in the morning, we will stay here another day. The fruit cave is not going anywhere.”
D’see nestles against me, her breath warm on my skin. “What did you think of that? Going down on me?”
Is that what it is called? I consider this for a moment. “I think it makes me realize I am selfish.”
“What? Why?” She lifts her head, giving me a concerned glance.
“Because I should like to practice that often. Very often. Very soon.” I clasp her hand against my chest, pulling her closer. “And that is greedy of me.”
She chuckles, burying her face against me again. “Well, you won’t find me complaining.”
“It was enjoyable for you?”
The breath shudders out of her. “Oh god, yes. Absolutely.”
I am glad. I feel like less of a failure of a mate.
CHAPTER 10
DAISY
O’jek insists upon “practicing” three more times that night, until I’m so wrung out that I can barely function. I sleep deeply once he finally tires of tonguing me, and wake up before him, which is a surprise. My bladder is full, and I grimace and head to the entrance of the cave to take care of things outside. I don’t like this part of living on this planet, but I knew what I was getting into, I suppose. A few minutes later and a few cold handfuls of snow to the nether regions to clean up, and I trot back into the cave and slip under the furs with him again.
O’jek puts a sleepy arm around me, pulling me closer. “Rest, D’see,” he murmurs. “You have earned a lazy day.”
That makes me want to snort with amusement. I earned it by having my legs over his shoulders and letting him tongue me until I was a quivering heap? That’s ironic. But I lay my head against his chest and listen to his heart beating, wondering what it will sound like when we get the healer to make our khuis purr.
I cannot wait for that moment. I’m looking forward to it as much as I am for the moment that we make a baby together. It’s exciting to think that everything I’ve wanted might be within my grasp after all.
That, and that O’jek wants to repeat what happened last night regularly. My toes curl at the thought of all that “practice.” It has nothing to do with making babies, and when I whimpered and rocked against his mouth and begged for him to make love to me, he refused. He wouldn’t even put a finger inside me. He’s worried about my soreness, because he asked about it repeatedly last night.
This morning, I feel fine. Well, okay, I still feel a little dazed from just how many times I came last night, but it’s a good kind of dazed. I wonder if we’re going to practice more today.
I…wonder if he has morning wood.
Unable to resist, I furtively slip a hand under the covers and find his groin. He feels somewhat hard, though it’s hard to tell when you’re unfamiliar with penises like I am. I’ve seen Johani’s and Vuurash’s plenty of times, but I’ve never felt one, so I don’t know if it’s supposed to feel quite like what’s under my hand. I run a fingertip along his length and then down to his balls. He’s got a bit of fur down here, though nothing like the thick pelt on his arms and legs. It’s more like the down on his chin. As I explore him, he groans in his sleep, thrusting against my hand.
