Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
I lick him again, then take him into my mouth and suck on the head for a while. He’s too big for me to deep-throat comfortably, so I rub the base and toy with his spur as I work the rest of him with my tongue. I lift off of him with a wet sound and then give him another small, playful lick. “How does this feel, I’rec?”
His cock twitches in my grasp again, and I press kisses to the head as he gazes at me. “I do not know which is better,” he says in a hoarse voice, “the feel of your lips or the sight of you taking me into your mouth.”
I grin and then take him into my mouth again. He groans and jerks his hips, trying to go deeper, his hands locked on the wood floor of the hut. His entire body is curiously stiff, as if he’s afraid to get comfortable and make me stop for even a moment. I’rec hisses again and then touches my shoulder, even as a burst of his taste floods into my mouth. “Wait,” he says, panting. “Wait—”
Lifting my head, I bite back a tiny smile as he collapses on the floor of the hut, his hands pressed to his face, his cock (and tail) twitching uncontrollably. “Should I…”
“Need a moment,” he interrupts, shuddering. “Or I will come on your tongue.”
“Is that all? That’s not such a bad thing. I don’t mind the taste.” I’m drunk on power, giddy with just how turned on he is. I know if I touch him, even just a quick brush of my fingers on his thigh, he’s going to erupt like Mount Pinatubo. I like the power play of a blow job, but something about touching I’rec like this is so damn satisfying. I kinda want to make him come, just to see him erupt and know I’ve driven him past his boundaries. “You sure I can’t finish you off…?”
He sits upright with a jerk, his tail skidding across the floor. His wild eyes focus on me. “I want to be inside you. Resonance needs that. Needs us…you…” He licks his lips, watching me with utter fascination. Then he groans again, his gaze on my mouth.
I shiver at how distracted he is, utterly pleased. I love how I’ve made him dissemble. Getting to my feet, I slip out of my skirt and sad leather panties, then pull my top off. Once I’m naked, I grip my tits, squeezing them in front of his rapt gaze. I don’t know if that touch is for him, or for me, because I’m aching and slick after teasing him. “You want me on top?”
He nods quickly, flinging himself to his back again, right on the floor. It’s rather sweet, and I love that he reaches a hand out for me. My alien Prince Charming, with a huge erection and a lovelorn parasite.
Oh, and a long-distance girlfriend. Can’t forget about that.
Thinking of Tia ruins my mood. I only have I’rec for as long as we’re resonating, and I’m torn between being angry at him for the situation and being upset that I’m going to lose him. “Actually, you know what? I’m kind of tired.” I give my boobs that I’m clutching a nice little pat and then deliberately move around the prone I’rec to the bedding. “If we’re leaving in the morning, I think I’ll just call it an early night—”
I yelp as he grabs me by the hips and hauls me down against him. I lose my balance, sprawling over him on the floor. My butt is on his chest, and I squirm to get off of him. As I do, he grabs me by the hips and hauls me back against him again, and this time I practically sit on his face.
And I yelp again. “I’rec! Stop it!”
“Why do you want to stop now? Is not the point of resonance for us to mate until we create a kit? I still need to come inside you.” He rubs the rounded curves of my butt. “Not that I mind this. It is an excellent view, my mate.”
“I’m not your mate, remember?” I’m also trying to figure out what to do with my legs since he’s reluctant to let me go. I press my palms on his chest as I bend my knees and try to straddle his shoulders. “Let me go.”
“Right now? I have a better idea.” I can’t tell what that husky sound in his voice means until he pulls me down and then his mouth is on my cunt, and I’m sitting on his face again. His tongue strokes through my folds and into my core, and I writhe with the sensation.
Oh my god.
He groans, his hips jerking, and his khui purrs even harder. “You taste…so good.”