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I waited for her to finish the question, but she didn’t. Heat rushed to her cheeks, instead.

“I sort of did,” I confessed. “There were a few human females. Quick encounters, but never…”

“Never what?” she whispered when my hesitation grew too long.

“You know.”

“No,” she softly growled. “Never brought them flowers after, never finished, never—”

The rough grip of my big hand over the crotch of her jeans silenced Mosa. I slid my fingers up, unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then pushed the crotch of her underwear aside to slip two fingers into her.

Damn, she was so tight—hot and wet, but so damn small on the inside. How was I supposed to fit anything more than two, maybe three, fingers in there?

“I never put my cock in them,” I rumbled as I began to work in and out, her body responding with warm sticky juices fragrancing the air with a clean, earthy scent. “Not where I’m touching you now.”

“So you put it elsewhere?”

I couldn’t read her tone. It wasn’t accusatory. Curious, maybe? Curious with a touch of hungry aching. Did she want me to do to her what I had done with the other women?

I wanted so much more from her than the brief, tawdry encounters I had experienced in the past.

“Yeah,” I agreed, letting the wet fingers I had filled her sweet pussy with trail down her perineum to tease the tight hole of her ass.

“Sometimes I put it here.”

I shifted position, one finger teasing that tight pucker while my thumb slid into her pussy and my tongue invaded her mouth for a few hard strokes.

“More often in their mouths.”

“How many,” she asked, her hesitant gaze lit with the purple light of the glow stick.

“Not many,” I assured her. “And never the same woman twice. They were just women who threw themselves at me, horny for a fuck. None of them were special, Mosa. None of them were you.”

She whimpered as I finished speaking, and I didn’t know if it was from my words or the gentle seesawing tease of my finger and thumb. But her breathing told me I had her close to climaxing.

“I think,” I said, my lips brushing against her ear. “I think we shouldn’t have so many clothes between us if I’m going to punch that card for you…for both of us.”

CHAPTER29

MOSA

Just breathe…

The reminder circled through my head like the oxygen through my lungs as Doone slid my jeans and underwear down my hips. Hearing the faint drip of water somewhere in the cavern, I wondered if there was a place to wash up. I should wash before…before whatever was going to happen happened.

“Shhh,” he whispered against my cheek even though I hadn’t said anything. “Unless you want me to stop, that brain of yours needs to shut down for a little bit and let your body just feel.”

Feel…yes. I could feel a really big cock pressing against my leg. That or he had a billy club down his pants.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

The sound that left me wasn’t human. It was more a glug-glug-gurgle at the back of my throat that was supposed to translate as a strident, half-fainting, hella horny admonition against stopping. It was supposed to finish with a full-throated growl ofdon’t you fucking dare stop!

His hand started to move away from all the aching, dancing bits between my legs. I captured it, urged it to return.

“Okay,” he teased with a soft laugh. “You want me to continue.”

I nodded my head furiously, my entire body trembling in anticipation.

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