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And then I lick the head of him.
My mate makes a choked sound, and his hand goes to my hip. He grips my flank, as if desperately needing to hold onto me in some way. I deliberately stick my backside higher in the air as I lean over him, licking and exploring his length with the tip of my tongue. I tease it over every ridge, tracing the thick vein that plays along the underside, and lap little circles around the plump head.
“R’slind,” he breathes, his hand rubbing up and down along the back of my thigh. “That feels so good…your tongue…”
“Do you like it?” I ask, swirling around the head of his cock again. I press a kiss to the tip and let my lips brush against it. “Do you want more? I could take you deep in my throat…”
He groans. “Yes. Do that.”
I love how distracted he sounds, as if it’s taking all his concentration not to come right away. I grip the base of his shaft—eliciting a pleased hiss from him—and then push the head of his cock into my mouth. I don’t have any memories for this, but I suspect it doesn’t matter. As long as R’jaal is having fun and I’m having fun, that’s all that counts.
When I enclose the head of him in my mouth, he groans low and deep. His fingers dig into my thigh—not painfully—and only add to the edge of excitement. Enthusiastic, I take him deeper and bob over him, sucking on his length and rubbing my tongue against him as I do. I lick. I nibble. I tease. And when he’s on the verge of losing control, I try to hollow my cheeks out and increase the suction. It’s not an easy task given that he’s so large he’s stretching my lips, but I’m nothing if not determined.
“R’slind.” His voice is ragged. “Your mouth…incredible…”
I make a humming sound around him, wiggling my backside. Pleasuring him like this is turning me on like crazy, and I can feel just how wet I am in response. I take him deeper, trying to see if I can press my lips to the base of his shaft. He’s so thick and long it doesn’t seem possible, but that doesn’t stop me from trying. I need him desperately.
I’m so focused on taking as much of him as I can into my mouth that when R’jaal grabs my hips, it catches me by surprise. He hauls me over him and I release his cock with a wet gasp.
“Keep going,” he growls, and then drags my sprawled legs over his chest. He parts them and leans forward, and the tip of his tongue dances over my pussy.
Oh my god.
I clench with arousal, moaning as I suck him deep again. I’m a little shocked that he’s pulled me to his mouth so he can go down on me while I work his cock. It makes it tricky to concentrate, and every time he tongues me again, I whimper around his length, distracted. We continue like this for a while, and I’m lost in pleasuring him, in each delicious ridge of his cock, the thick heft of him stretching my mouth. His hips jerk, pushing his cock deeper, and he hits the back of my throat. Realizing that he’s close, I hold still while he drives into my mouth, hips pumping, as he reaches his crest. When he comes, he floods my mouth with his release, and I try to swallow as much as I can. Some of it spills out onto my face and his thighs, and I lick it up, even as he continues to lap at my pussy, making me quiver.
When he catches his breath, R’jaal makes a sound of pure pleasure and squeezes my ass. “My R’slind.”
One of his fingers slides up to my pussy and teases at the entrance of my body before pumping into me. I cry out, nuzzling at his thighs, even as he wrings an orgasm from me with his hand. I collapse against him, sprawled over his big body, and for long moments, there’s nothing but the sound of my heart racing and our quiet panting.
R’jaal strokes my buttock absently. “Do you hear that?”
“Mmm?” I wasn’t listening. I was too busy floating in a haze of endorphins.
“Resonance. It sounds different today.”
It does? I sit up and immediately move over to his chest, pressing my ear to him. He’s purring—as am I—but I’ve become so used to it that it’s almost become background noise. I listen in and he’s still humming to me, but the hum has lost that frantic edge. It’s like it’s content now. There’s a faintly smug thrum to it, as if the darn thing has gotten what it wants.
I press my hand to my breast to make sure that I’m doing the same as he is. My khui is humming too, but like R’jaal’s, the sound is gentle and soothing. “Oh. I didn’t even notice.”
