Page 18 of Tearing the Sky


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“I know. They were retrieved and given to medical. You are not the first humans that I have had here. You are simply the first one in my bed. Well, not that I need to sleep much.”

She was still dazed from the kiss. Something about the taste of him made her move in close. The scent from his skin got her hot, and that heat increased when he went down on her. To find out that it was going to be a regular thing caused her to slick up again. “Uh, so was it neutralized when I arrived?”

“Oh, no. I give the females a chance to acclimate before they choose a mate, but do not get me wrong, they have two years to choose, or then I choose for them. It is the same for all species here.”

“Do the ratios all work out? I mean, the storm riders are all single.”

He snorted. “They all have mates. They need them for breeding season. When their beast is receptive, they feel it.”

“And Abet is yours?” She didn’t mean it to be so obvious, but he caught on immediately.

He snorted softly. “He is, but he has not been allowed to breed yet. You don’t need to worry that I will fall on you. That will happen regardless of Abet’s mating situation.”

Iris cleared her throat softly. “Thank you for the clarification.”

He slid his hand down to her butt. “It is my pleasure. Now, let’s get you hydrated. It wouldn’t do for your spring to dry up.”

She blinked, caught on, and gasped. Yavor walked with her back to the table and handed her a filled cup. He settled in the chair that was designed to accommodate his wings, and he watched her.

When she was on her third cup, he chuckled. “Enough. Come here. You will drown.”

Iris set the cup down. She walked around the table toward him, and he directed her with a few slight motions of his hands, and she sat facing him on his thighs.

“This is your opportunity to learn me. As my companion, you are the only one with full access to me. Your hands and body are my only windows to pleasure, Irith.”

“That is a heavy responsibility.”

“And yet, I think you will wear it well.” He leaned forward and nuzzled her neck. She tried to close her legs, but his hips were in the way. He chuckled. “I have learned. Your turn.”

Iris flexed her fingers, and then she touched his chest. Yavor was warm and smooth and a lovely, rich blue. She leaned up, and her nipples were in contact with his warmth. The scent he was giving off got heavier, and she leaned in and let her inhibitions slip away as she pressed her lips to his skin.

His skin had the same texture as saddle leather but a more yielding texture. He was warm, and she stroked his arms, chest, belly, and neck. He seemed to get most excited when she pressed her skin against his. When she met his strange gaze, he smiled. “Done exploring?”

“As much as I am up for today.”

He kissed her with a smile. “You are doing very well. I don’t require anything from you today, but I do intend on getting you over some of your hesitance.”

She understood what he meant when he opened his leathers, and his cock emerged. She swallowed when it kept coming. “Uh, I think we have a problem.”

He chuckled. “We do not. You will see.”

She wrapped her fingers around the base of his erection and stroked upward slowly. She repeated the gesture, and he nuzzled at her neck. The contact caused her fingers to clench, and he chuckled.

“Try it. It will not go in any further than you can take.” He nuzzled her neck again. “I will not hurt you.”

He cupped her hips and lifted her up, positioning her above his cock. She stared at it, and it started gleaming. It was making its own lube. How clever.

He lined their bodies up and lodged into her entrance. “Up to you, companion.”

She gripped his shoulders and started sinking onto him. The blunt, wide head pushed into her, and then the increasing width of the long column began stretching her. Iris whimpered as things went too fast. He caught her weight and held her while he worked on arranging her legs so she could brace on him. When her legs were bent and she could keep him from sinking in any further, she was still gasping to adapt.

He held her against him and stroked her back. She didn’t feel a burn or a split, but there was a heavy ache inside and at her entrance. She swallowed while she panted. “Well, that was sudden.”

“You are gripping me so tight. Are you all right?” His hand went up and down her back.

She swallowed again as if that would help to push it out. “I think I am okay. What now?”

“Do what you wish to.”

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