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Her knees begin to shake when she zones in on one particular spot, one soft, tiny nub, delicately hidden. She slides a finger over it, pressing harder, and startles herself with a loud moan. Her eyes dart down to meet mine.
“Beautiful,” I assure her. And she is. This is so far beyond the ‘Trons we were offered. Her pussy is all soft and pink flesh; it looks so inviting, and smells exquisite. I breathe her in, and her scent truly hits me, like a bell being rung between my ears. I pull her hand away and lick her damp fingers, my instincts racing against my thinking mind. The taste. My cock throbs with it. My pulse races. The mating pulse races, my whole body hot with it. Intoxicated by it.
I grasp her thighs and I plant a kiss right on the soft flesh.
She gasps with surprise. “Ryle.”
“No?” I ask. I kiss her again, darting my tongue out for another taste. It slides through her folds. They’re soaking wet, so slick with her arousal. I want more. Need it. I crave her taste, her gasps. I glance up at her, waiting for approval. Her hands slide along my horns and tug. I’ll take that as not a no.
My hands slide around her legs and up to her ass. I tilt her slightly for a better angle. There. She’s open to me, panting, waiting. I dart my tongue out again, and again, and she breathes my name. With long, slow licks, I earn a series of moans that run straight through my heart and to my cock. This... this is going to end me.
My tongue drags across that stiff button of a spot, the one that it makes her writhe more than anything else. “There,” she says after I kiss it again. “Right there, Ryle.” She likes that. I suck on the little nub lightly, my lips just grazing it. She pushes herself against my mouth with a deep groan. “Good, so good. Don’t stop.”
I lave her again and again, right where she likes. Strings of words I don’t know come pouring from her mouth, softly, then louder, and I wonder... is she going to come? The ‘Trons do, though everything is artificial. It’s meant to spur on our own arousal. How crude it seems now. How pointless. This female...
“Learning,” I tell her again, raising my eyebrows.
She laughs. “Oh, you’re learning good,” she says. “Learn more?” I nod eagerly. She holds up one of her digits and says “Finger,” then gestures at my hand. I hold up one finger for her.
She takes my hand and guides it to her pussy, sliding it between her soaking wet lips and into her deeper wetness. “Here,” she says, and nudges me further.
Oh. Of course. I growl against her pussy and press my finger deep, deep inside of her, into a hot wetness that makes my cock ache and my heart sing. “You’ll kill me, female,” I tell her in my language. Whatever words I’ve learned from her have fled out of my head. I slide my finger in and out of her tight channel. I wonder how my cock will fit. It will fit. It has to. She’s my mate, it can’t be impossible. I dare to add another finger, and sure enough, her walls stretch and she groans with unrestrained pleasure. Her breaths come in shorter gasps.
I need to make her come. Nothing else matters. I slide my fingers out slowly, then thrust them back in. She throws her head back and grips my horns tight. “Oh God, Ryle. Please.”
“Yes,” I hiss, and I kiss her pearl again, and again, sucking gently and thrusting my fingers until suddenly she stiffens, freezes, and her cunt walls clench around my intruding digits. Her cheeks and her chest flush red and she calls a wordless sound into the sky. So beautiful. Like a sea goddess.
I slide my fingers free and suck her juices, tasting her pleasure. I feel drunk on it. She sinks, and I catch her around her waist and pull her tight against my chest as her wobbly knees give out.
“Good,” I chuckle. It isn’t a question. I know that was good. Her cheeks are pink and she has a bewildered look on her face. I brush her hair aside and I kiss her forehead. My perfect mate. It will undo me completely when I finally sink into that perfect heat.
“So good,” she says, and she shudders. “Ryle.”
“Maysee.” Her head sinks against my shoulder.
Do we have to go back? I wonder if she’s thinking the same thing. She doesn’t seem like she’s in a rush to get out of this water and return to shore. Return to our journey. Our friends. Must we? Obviously we must, but... I want to delay.
“Suns,” she finally says after a long moment. She points to the one that has nearly set over the ocean. The other is out of sight beyond the rock wall. Soon it will be dark. As much as I’m loving holding my mate, we can’t be out in the sea in the night. We’ve been foolish enough as it is.
“Cave,” I say, and she grins. It pleases her greatly when I learn more of her words.
“Yes,” she says, but she sighs and she nuzzles my shoulder again.
“Cave,” I say softly into her ear, then I shift so she can feel my erection brush her thigh. “More. Show you.”
Her eyes are wide when she sits upright to look at me. She says something, looks away. What is she thinking? Damn my limited vocabulary.
Finally, though, she reaches out and brushes my cock with her fingertips. “More,” she whispers.
I didn’t think I could get any harder. But there it is.
