25. Kerry
Chapter 25
Kerry
W eela sucked. I'd not only kick her if she was here, but I'd also smack her. How dare she make Nevarn feel bad about something beyond his control?
As far as cocks went, his appeared bigger than any I'd seen before, and I'd viewed a few porn movies with guys named Long John and Wide Wayde in the past.
Even considered small for his species, it was going to be a delicious stretch. He was going to fit inside me very well. As for his second cock whose sole focus was my clit, well, mine was already humming in anticipation.
He said he was falling in love with me. The idea made my heart hop around, banging against my ribs.
All my adult life, I'd wanted someone who'd stand beside me, shelter me, support me, and be there for me even if it was only to talk.
That person was Nevarn. If I ever met his gods, I'd thank them for bringing me here. What a change from when I arrived.
He unwound his loincloth and carefully placed it on the floor before straightening. I swore he girded himself for my disapproval, but man. His entire body was gorgeous, including his cocks, but I adored him for who he was inside. Outsides changed. The true character of a person was what mattered.
"Join me," I said.
With a nod, he climbed into the tub and settled across from me.
"Sit on my lap, mate, and I'll wash your hair," he said, holding out his hand.
No guy had ever offered to do something like that for me before. I'd given massages but never received them in return. I suspected things were going to be different with Nevarn.
I settled on his lap with my knees on either side of his hips and his cocks between us.
"Tip your head back," he said.
I did so, and he took a mug from beside the tub and carefully dumped water over my head, making sure not to get any in my eyes. Then he used a cloth that must be infused with soap because it generated a lather with a light floral scent as he rubbed it into my hair.
"Tip back again?"
He rinsed until my hair squeaked. After massaging the cloth, he gently washed my face and neck. He massaged my back with the cloth while I moaned and wiggled on his lap.
My breasts and front got equal attention, and I was soon groaning and shifting against him, rubbing myself against his stiff cocks.
"Mate," he chided sweetly. "Allow me to finish." The slyness in his tusk-filled smile coasted across my bones, heating me further.
"You're doing this on purpose," I said, grinning up at him.
"Lay back on my thighs and I'll wash your legs. I believe I'll need to wash between them as well."
My pulse thrummed in my ears at a pace too fast to sustain, but I suspected my heart was going to race until he saw this through.
With my head propped on the side of the tub, I laid on his legs with mine splayed around him. "Wash away."
He lifted one of my legs, then the other, running the cloth along them, even gliding it between my toes while my laugh spurted out.
Then he made slow circles on my thighs, slowly moving the fabric nearer to where I ached the most.
He kept his smoldering gaze locked on mine while he stroked the cloth between my folds before he tossed it aside. It landed on the floor with a wet smack. He tugged me closer, supporting my back, until I was pressing against his cocks once more.
"My second cock is very eager," he said. "Would you like to see what it can do?"
At my nod, he guided it out. It stretched until the tip could reach me. I expected it to slide inside me, and I'd welcome it. A warm-up for the bigger one that would soon be coming. Instead, it found my clit and latched on. When it hummed, I nearly shot through the roof.
My cry of pleasure rang out.
"Yes?" he asked with that sly smile again.
I was lost, unable to speak, but I could nod. And hump against him. I was going to explode and there was no holding me back.
While his smaller cock continued to stroke my clit, he thrust his cock forward to meet me. I rode him, my gasps ringing out in the room.
"Come for me, mate," he said. "Let me feel you shudder in my arms."
My mind and body were all in.
So when he slid a finger inside me, I exploded.