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She let out a strangled cry at my words. I looked up into her eyes, which were huge with a mix of arousal and trepidation. If I had my way, that trepidation would cease to exist. And Iwouldhave my way. No one could stop me now.
Not when she was spread out before me, her hair messy and her lips swollen, and smelling more delicious than anything else in the universe. Sweet and spicy, and so fucking perfect. So fucking mine.
Unable to hold back any longer, I buried my face in her heat.
Chapter 15: Sam
Kan’n’s huge shoulders were wedged between my knees, holding me wide open for him as his nuzzled my crotch with his face. After the strenuous day we’d had, I worried how fresh I smelled down there. Plus, I never did this on the first date, or even the third, or fourth. Hell, I didn’t think I’d ever felt comfortable doing this with anyone.
But by the sounds Kan’n was making, you’d think he was savoring a gourmet meal. His purring was so loud that I worried the playground equipment holding up our blanket fort would rattle apart.
I was wet. Very wet. And he was getting me all over his chin and cheeks, and clearly loving every second of it. Then he was exploring me with his tongue. He flattened the slightly textured surface over my skin and licked up and down.
I closed my eyes and focused on the amazing sensations instead of the annoying voice in my head that told me this was wrong. What did that stupid voice know, anyway? I’d had a stressful day, and I wanted this. I wanted Kan’n to make it all better.
Pleasure coiled within me, starting deep inside. I raised my hips to meet his mouth, and my hands reached down searchingfor the perfect handles that were his horns. He hummed and pulled my tender pussy lips into his mouth, exploring every crevice, swiping his tongue into my channel. It was longer and thicker than I thought possible as it lanced into me.
Occasionally I felt his teeth grazing over my sensitive flesh, making me shudder. He hadn’t found my clit yet, but I was already so close to the edge.
When he stopped and lifted his head to look up at me with hungry eyes, I saw the predator in them. The predator that had caught his prey and was feasting on it to his heart’s delight.
When he lowered his head again, he zeroed in on the top of my mound, his tongue searching until it found the spot that made me keen in pleasure. My hands clawed at the base of his horns as I tried not to cry out and failed.
The sound of my cries urged him on, and he doubled his efforts. Another shriek escaped my throat, primal and raw. He covered my clit with his lips and suckled. The climax hit me so hard I thought I’d never survive it. Every muscle tensed up and I shook almost violently.
Then he was moving up my body, dragging his tongue and fangs over me. Electricity rippled over my skin everywhere we touched.
Somewhere along the way, he’d removed his loincloth, and his cock had sprung free. It speared into my belly, stopping his progress up my body. I reached for it and was surprised for a fraction of a second until I remembered Xarc’n cocks were shaped like those sex toys with the consecutively larger sections.
There were three wedge-shaped bumps with narrower portions in between, and each bump was larger the closer it was to the base. But just because I knew in theory they were shapeddifferently didn’t mean I was prepared to actually feel one in my hands. I also wasn’t prepared for the sheer size of it. Even the narrowest portion felt like it was too thick to fit in me.
“Don’t be afraid,” Kan’n rasped. “And don’t tell me to stop now. I can’t.”
I didn’t want him to stop, not when I felt like this. “No. Keep going.”
He growled and pressed his face into my neck. I shifted my head to give his horns more room. Then the head of his cock was pressed against my slit, rubbing against the wetness. Every downward stroke pressed lightly into my channel, and every stroke upward rubbed over my clit, reigniting the sensitive nerve endings.
Then he was pushing into me, spearing me open, making me feel fuller than I’d ever been. I screamed at the intrusion, the pleasure and pain fusing together so thoroughly that I couldn’t tell which was which. Before I could adjust to the first section, he was already thrusting deeper. The bumps rubbed against something inside me, and I was flooded with white hot pleasure.
“Krux! So fucking good.”
A spasm had my body shaking as the orgasm ripped through me. This was too much. Too much all at once. Blood roared in my ears, drowning out all other sound. I dug my nails into Kan’n’s arm and screamed again. There were no words.
Perhaps this was true for Kan’n as well, because the only sounds coming from him now were deep, feral growls as he hammered into me. His teeth latched onto my shoulder, then wet warmth was flooding my insides as he came.
The storm was still raging outside when my stomach started complaining like a fat cat who hadn’t been fed for an entire hour. It was a surprise I even felt hungry after everything that we had gone through. I blamed it on Kan’n. How was I supposed to stay in panic mode after he did that thing with his tongue?
Somehow, this had turned into some weird-ass sexy camping trip instead of the dire emergency it really was. I even had two little bruises on my shoulder from his fangs as a souvenir of what had happened. He’d apologized for it and worried I’d be angry, but I wasn’t. Sex injuries happened. I’d left nail marks all over his arm too.
I emptied my pack and rifled through the food I had on hand, deciding on a can of pasta. We hadn’t had canned pasta back in Franklin or at the camp for a while. The stock of premade food had long since dwindled.
Kan’n looked much too happy about digging into his canned fish.
“You can have all the sardines you want. The canned pasta’s all mine!”
“The canned pasta is low in nutrients. You should have some of the fish too.” He started to pass an open can to me.
“No way.” I leaned away from the smell. Some time had passed since the Sardine Fiasco, but never would be too soon for me. “No thanks. I’ll take the Vienna sausages.”
