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We broke apart for a moment, both panting, and I said, “Hell, if you haven’t kissed before, where you’d learn to do that?”
“I have spent almost every day of my adult life sparring, perfecting my knowledge. I learned to read my opponent’s movements, to anticipate and counter.” He smirked, showing off his fangs. “It appears the skill transfers to more delightful pursuits.”
I gave his horns a tug. “Let’s make sure you get in plenty of practice.”
He kissed me again, careful, searching, but that’s not what I wanted. I wiggled against him until he growled, his erection throbbing between us, and my clit tingled, aching to be touched.
Then he lifted me, setting my butt on a small shelf in the rock. The water cascaded over me again as soon as I left the protection of his body. Huge hands pressed at my knees, spreading me wide. He leaned down. Was he going for my breasts?
No. He kept going.
Raxnor nipped at the inside of my thigh, his fangs grazing the skin and making my heart leap.
“What are you doing?”
He looked up at me, his expression serious. “You said I should practice my kizzing.”
“Yep.” I nodded. I was no dummy. “Lots and lots of practice.”
He nibbled his way up my other thigh, then paused. His big fingers were gentle as he spread me wide and stared at my pussy. “My soul’s breath, you are so beautiful.”
Soul’s breath? Wow. That’s quite the endearment!
He licked in one long stroke from my entrance to my clit, and I yelped and grabbed for one of his upper horns.
“Hmm,” he hummed, pressing his vibrating lips to my sensitive nub. “What do we have here?” His tail rose behind his back, buzzing wildly.
I stared at it, transfixed. “You know, you could use that on me if you wanted.”
The playful expression fell from his face. “No, I can’t.”
Mierda! Had I violated some kind of cultural thing for him?
My dismay must have shown, because he brushed his thumb over my clit, sending a wave of tingles rushing through me. Then he dipped his head forward and licked, his tongue fluttering over all of me, exploring, while those careful eyes watched my every reaction.
Damn, it was hot! Raxnor worked my body with an intense focus no one had ever used before. I’d only been with a couple of guys on Earth—being a scholarship student hadn’t left me a lot of time in college and the grind to get a job afterward hadn’t let up—but they’d all treated eating pussy as a chore, something to rush through so they could get to the sex.
Not this guy.
His tongue tip teased my entrance, then thrust inside.
“That feels so good!” I clung to his horns, holding him to me, as he plunged his tongue in and out of me, fucking me with it. My hips shifted, rocking up to meet him as my desire built, a heat spreading outward from my center.
My clit throbbed, begging for attention, and I tugged on his horns.
His mouth moved to where I wanted, two of his long fingers replacing his tongue. He pumped them in and out of me. “Frek, you’re so wet, so tight.”
I gave another tug, and his lips latched onto my clit. He sucked, his fingers going deep, and my pussy clamped around them as an orgasm burned through me. My heels dug into the rock face as my toes curled, my mouth open on a gasp.
Raxnor stood, and I let go of his horns as he rose above me. His hands lifted me from the shelf and held me up. My legs wrapped around his hips as his cock slid through my folds. Warm water played over my skin, sensitizing my whole body. I was ready for him. So damned ready.
“Tell me you want this,” he growled, the tip of his cock teasing my entrance. A flash of vulnerability crossed his face.
“I want this.” I reached up to cup his cheek. “I wantyou.” I meant it. Sure, I’d be grateful to anyone who rescued me from being the lizards’ pet. But it was more than that. It was Raxnor. His quiet competence and strength. His regard for me and my wants. And hell, after a week of being treated like a thing, being treated as if what I wanted really mattered was so damneddelightful.
Plus, I had selfish reasons. I’d spent long days fighting off the misery of my situation. I deserved a little pleasure.
My words worked.
