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“A female?” I ask. “Which female?”
Skarr shrugs. “The weak one with the dark mane.”
That could be literally anyone. “You’re going to have to be more specific than that.”
“I don’t know. They all look the same to me because they are not you.” His tongue traces the curve of my ear. “Why do you taste so good, Vivi?”
“Mmm, you’re biased?” I know I am, because his mouth is making me crazy.
His hand slides down my belly, brushing his fingers over the curls between my thighs. “Can I touch you?”
I bite my lip and nod, leaning back against him. We’ve been casually touching all morning after our make-out session and my khui is humming so loud it feels feverish in my chest. I know this isn’t going to do anything but temporarily scratch the itch, but damn it’s fun.
Thinking about the khui also makes me think about resonance. “What do you think about babies, Skarr?”
With one finger, he circles my clit. Such a fast learner. I bite my lip to keep from moaning aloud. “I do not think about them at all, if I am being honest.”
“Well, resonance comes with babies.”
He slips a second finger down to my clit and then frames it between his digits, rubbing from both sides. “Ours would be the best baby ever, obviously.”
I press back against him, gasping as he teases me. It’s difficult to concentrate when he’s determined to make me come all over his fingers. “Yes…but…do you…have you…been around…babies…?”
“Never.”
His response is like a splash of cold water. Reluctantly, I lift his hand from my pussy so I can concentrate on my answers. I don’t want to be distracted. “We’ll need to figure out how we feel about babies before we move forward.”
Skarr immediately puts a hand to my breast, plucking at my nipple. “What is there to figure out? Resonance makes babies, does it not? There is no deciding anything.”
He’s both right and wrong. “Flor told me that the healer can stop resonance, but it doesn’t feel good. That would mean no baby and no link between us except for what we choose. Or if we decide to have the baby but we’re not ready to be parents, we can give our child to someone else to raise. It sounds callous, but if you’re not going to be a good parent and I’m not ready to be one, we might want to consider it.”
“Give our child away?” Skarr seems shocked at the suggestion.
“Only if we can’t hack it ourselves. I would rather the baby have two loving devoted parents instead of two crappy ones.”
“How doyoufeel about being a parent?” he asks. “You have not said.”
No, I haven’t, because I don’t want to influence him. He needs to be honest with how he feels about babies before I state how I feel one way or another. If I tell him I want a baby, he’ll declare that he does, too. If I say I don’t, I worry he’ll agree just as an attempt to please me.
I’m honestly not sure of my own mind right now. Two days ago I would have said I didn’t want resonance or a baby at all, but everything has changed so quickly. I’ve never given thought to being a parent, but I think about how cute Penny’s little girl Brenna was and how sweet her hair smelled. I need to think about babies seriously myself, too. Luckily the camp is full of them, so I can watch how the parents here handle raising their children. I can’t imagine that being a mother in this environment is a cake walk. Maybe it’ll be too much for me.
“I haven’t decided,” I answer him honestly. “I’ll let you know when I do.”
His hand creeps down my belly again. “If I am honest, I have not given much thought beyond mating.”
“Me either.” And I don’t want to think beyond enjoying myself right now. There’s plenty of time for that tomorrow. I guide his hand between my legs, and this time when he teases my clit, I slide my other hand behind his neck and hold on to him.
* * *
The next morning,I wake up to Skarr’s mouth on my breasts. His weight is over my thighs, his lips tracing patterns on my skin. “Good morning,” he murmurs between kisses. “Can I lick your cunt?”
My thighs automatically spread, because resonance is making me ridiculously aroused, and he’s getting better with his tongue every time we’re together. Skarr makes a pleased noise and slides lower, gripping my hips and burying his face between my thighs. I whimper, sliding my legs over his shoulders, and I’m not surprised when he rolls onto his back, carrying me with him. I sat on his face last night and he absolutely loved it, coming so hard that he’d sprayed my back with his release.
I rock against his hungry mouth as his tongue plunges into me, and he groans, the sound muffled and full of hunger. He spears me with slick thrusts of his tongue and I lean forward, bracing my weight on my hands so I can angle things just right and rub my clit against his nose. Skarr can hold his breath for an insanely long amount of time, and it makes him going down on me that much more intense.
I ride his face until I come, and then I slide off of him, collapsing in the furs and panting. He watches me with heated eyes, his hand on first one cock, and then the other. I press my palm to my forehead, trying to catch my breath, and notice that it doesn’t frost in the air of the hut despite the fire we’ve kept going. “I think the weather is better this morning.”
The grunt he makes tells me that he doesn’t give a fuck about the weather right now. “Play with your teats for me,” he says, his head falling back in the furs, his gaze locked on me. “Make your nipples stand up.”
