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"Open for me, lula." My fingers press against her core. "Let me inside. Allow me to pleasure you."
Zoe places her hand over mine. "I've never done anything like this before. No one has ever touched me..." Her words dissolve on a little groan when I find and caress her pebbled nub hidden within the sodden petals of her fragrant sex.
It pleases me beyond words to know she is untouched. "I shall be the first and last to bring you to release."
"I'm not sure, Mordox," Zoe arches against me despite what falls from her parted lips, "if I'm ready for this. For you."
"I will stop whenever you say." Her thighs part, but only a little. Just enough for my fingertip to part her succulent folds and glide through her slick arousal.
She sucks in a strangled cry but doesn't stop me, only keeps her hand over mine as I caress the entrance to her heated core, swirling around her little bud before dipping the tip of my finger between her nether lips. She spreads her thighs a bit more, making room for my hand, and my finger presses inside the tightest heat I've ever known.
I inwardly curse as my mind is lost in a fog of lust so consuming, I forget to go slow and start to pump inside her welcoming slit. Zoe's breaths turn erratic, her hand clutches mine but not to disengage, to hold me in place.
She wants more, and who am I to deny my female her pleasure?
"Find your pleasure, lula," I whisper against her ear as I press deeper, faster. "Find your release."
Her inner walls clench around my finger, her body quaking as her cries of pleasure fill the air. I draw her closer, reveling in the feel of her orgasm as it grips me tight.
I slip a second finger inside, stretching her tight sheath, and pushing her closer and closer to the edge of a second rapture. She is lovelier than I've ever seen her before, in the dim light of the medic bay with her thighs splayed wide, and her head tossed back on my shoulder as she forgets herself.
My thumb strums her swollen bud while the girth of my fingers moves within her sodden channel. I read her body, setting the perfect rhythm that sends her flying. Her sheath contracts around me a second time, squeezing and releasing as she milks my fingers the way I long for her to milk the seed from my cock.
CHAPTERTEN
Zoe
I pant in short,shallow gasps as waves of pleasure begin to ebb, leaving me spent and trembling. Slowly, my body comes back to me as I drift down from the heights of an ecstasy not produced by my own hand.
Mordox had done something I've never allowed anyone else to do. Something I never felt comfortable enough or had enough trust in another to allow. It was both strange and wonderful.
Mordox slides to the foot of the bed. His fingers linger on my skin, tracing the curves and valleys of my body with a tenderness I've never known. His horns, normally curved along the side of his head, now curl around to the back, the deadly tips pointing inward along his nape. His spicy scent is now strong, more intense, saturating the air. It burrows into my nasal cavities until all I can smell is him.
His lusty grin turns mischievous, his hands moving around to cup my buttocks. Before I realize his intent, he drags me to the foot of the bed and drapes my knees over his massive shoulders. The heavy scales layering his shoulders and down his back are velvety against the delicate flesh behind my knees.
"What are you doing?" I gasp. My thighs are splayed wide, with his face mere inches away from my pussy. If I wasn't still floating from the high of the best orgasms of my life, I would die from embarrassment.
"Preparing to gift you with a sacred kiss." He inhales deeply of my most intimate flesh and groans. "Absolutely delectable."
"Sacred kiss?" I breathe out. I have a vague notion of his intent, but never having experienced oral sex before, I don't know what to expect.
Spread wide before him, I'm a meal waiting to be devoured. My pussy is wet from my recent orgasms and growing wetter the longer his hungry gaze bores into me.
My position could not be more vulnerable, and though I'm trembling, it's a result of anticipation rather than fear. The heat of his breath washes over my fevered flesh. The twin jewels of his bright gaze sparkle with the promise of more sinful bliss.
"I'm not sure I know what that is," I suck back a gasp and undulate when the tip of his finger glides through my folds.
"Do you trust me to show you?"
I look down my body to an erotic view of a beastly male nestled between my slim, pale thighs. My dress is pushed to my waist and my pussy is out on full display. My thighs are spread unapologetically wide, desperate for more of what he can give me.
"Yes," I moan with a blinding urgency to have him touch me again. I trust Mordox. Trust that he won't hurt me. His tail curls around my calf as if to hold me in place, the furred tip tickling my ankle.
The flick of Mordox's tongue across my clit scatters all reasonable thought. On impulse, I reach down and grab him by the horns, not to push him away, but to hold him in place, my urgent need spiraling to reach that blissful plane once more.
Mordox looks up my body from between my thighs, a feral grin crossing his face. With erotic curiosity, I watch as he unfurls the length of his tongue to bathe my clit in warm, wet heat. The sensation is utterly indescribable. His tongue is rough and velvety at the same time, tracing lazy circles around my clit before pulling my swollen bud into the heat of his mouth to gently suckle.
Shockwaves zing through my body, my back arching off the bed when his tongue suddenly delves deep within me. His hands grip my backside, keeping me close as he laps my inner walls, his tongue, like silk, caresses me in all the right places. Then his fingers ease inside my slick channel, pressing against my inner walls, filling and stretching me while he owns my clit with his tongue.
