27. Kerry

Chapter 27

Kerry

W hat was it with these people pretty much abandoning a child of twelve to basically raise himself? If his grandfather was still around, I'd chew him out. Instead, my sadness for Nevarn was mixed with growing feelings of love, and I was determined to show him.

I kissed along his jawline to his neck and moved down to his chest. His nipples responded to a light stroke of my fingers, puckering, and I couldn't resist running my tongue across them.

He moaned, and his cocks thrust up against his abs.

Moving down across his belly, I grinned when his skin quivered from my touch. Ticklish, eh? I liked that about this guy. He was sweetly vulnerable yet incredibly strong. Determined. And kind.

His body was perfect, even with scars networking his arms and thighs. Some might say they'd hardened him, but they showed me he'd lived.

"Where did you get these?" I asked, kissing one after another, gliding my tongue across his left then his right arm.

"Fights with others when I was young." His words came out husky and a glance up showed his eyes gleamed with both lust and dismay.

"Practice for battle?"

"Sometimes."

"What about the other times?" An edge crept into my voice, because I had a feeling I knew what he'd say. Damn them.

"Younglings can sometimes be mean."

"You're saying they bullied you."

He shrugged and said nothing, and I got the feeling he was embarrassed by this.

"You fought back."

"Always but they were bigger than me."

"Where was your grandfather when all this happened?" It was all I could do not to snarl.

"Busy with his traedor duties and training Firion."

Not protecting him as he should, then.

"Some would say it's a privilege to grow up with a parent or grandparent leading a clan," he said. "But I found it . . . challenging."

Kids could suck. I'd faced my own share of bullies, but I was cocky and well-trained enough by my mom to smack them down the first time they got in my face.

"I fought back," he said with a hint of defensiveness. "But often, there were too many of them."

My heart hurt to think they'd been mean to him, maybe holding him down while others hit or poked him. Scarred him.

"It did stop," he said quickly.

"When you fought back?"

"One time, Firion came across them when they . . . Well, he showed them never to hurt his younger brother again."

I'd liked Firion right away, but my heart warmed to him further. I was glad Nevarn had someone to stick up for him.

I massaged his thighs, taking care not to rub too hard on the thicker scars.

"Some of my wounds came from creatures I fought in the forest," he said. "When I was forced to leave my clan, I went to the mainland. I'd been to shore a few times, but the world is different there. So many tall trees and beasts that don't hesitate to attack. It's a wonder we survived."

"I'm glad you weren't alone."

"We took a trail through the forest, and that's when the god protector of the woods called out to us. She invited us to join her, saying she missed the days when the gods had catered to the needs of Zuldruxian warriors and received praise in return. We were wary at first, but she soon showed us she meant us no harm. We've lived in the homes she gave us since."

I couldn't wait to meet Helena, to thank her for watching out for Nevarn and his clansmen.

"Most people only see the scars on the surface," I said. Rising up, I cupped his face gently. "For you, I think they sink deeper."

"Always."

It was hard being a person who felt everything. It was time to show this male that he had value.

Staring into his eyes, I stroked his shoulders, moving my fingers on to his chest and downward. His small cock hummed, a low thrum vibrating through the water, but I focused my attention on his main cock. I wrapped my fingers around it. Funny how he worried it was too small when I could only note how large it was. How amazing it was going to feel deep inside me.

My mouth followed my fingers, and I kissed across the muscles rippling on his belly. His cock remained beneath the water, but that didn't deter me. I drew in a deep breath and sunk beneath the surface, replacing my fingers with my mouth.

His body stiffened, his hand stroking my hair. I sucked, taking as much of him as I could. For a human, he'd be considered huge. I couldn't take him all.

His hands rushed to my arms, gripping them, and he tried to tug me up out of the water, but I was lost in how amazing this felt, how much I wanted to do this for him. Others had scorned him, but I never would. I was going to spend the rest of my days showing him how special he was.

As I pumped my head up and down, taking him in before pulling him out, I ran my tongue across the tip. I was greedy, unable to get enough. Who needed to breathe when I had him right where I needed him most?

I roamed my hand across his abs, around to his ass that I squeezed. I adored everything about this guy, and I wanted to make sure he knew it.

His hands on my arms became urgent, and he tugged me away from his cock while I whimpered.

My head burst above the water, and I sucked in a deep breath of steamy air.

"Kerry," he growled. "Don't do that again."

I tried to drop below the surface again because I wanted to finish him off. "I want to—"

He placed his fingertip on my mouth. "No." His lips curled up on one side. "It feels amazing, but you're going to drown."

I shook my head. "Just a little bit more."

His head tilted, and he studied my face. "You actually enjoy doing this?"

My frustrated snort rang out. "You couldn't tell?"

His husky laugh echoed around us. "You . . . I don't know what to say."

"Then don't speak. Just feel." I crawled up over him, spreading my legs around him, and placed the head of his cock at my opening. "You will always be enough for me."

His breath caught. "I'm not, but I appreciate—"

This time, I placed my fingertip on his mouth. "You are enough. Look at you." I glanced down at his big cock. "So stiff. So thick and long."

"It's—"

"I don't think you're hearing me."

He cupped my face with his warm palms. "I hear you fine."

"But you're not listening. You're enough. More than enough. Look at how big you are compared to me. Honestly, I'm a little worried you'll be too big."

He blinked a moment. "How can I be when I'm small?"

"On Earth, I'm considered a large woman, both in height and, well, girth."

"You're petite. Tiny." The soft smile on his face made mine lift so high my cheeks ached.

"To you."

His hands landed on my hips. "Look how small you are compared to me. Truly look."

"As long as you look at your cock. Watch it as it stretches me, as I do all I can to fit it all inside my passage." I pressed down, groaning at how amazing he felt sinking inside me. "It feels wonderful. Can't you see that this is all that truly matters?"

He gazed at me with a hint of joy on his face. "For you, I'm enough."

"Exactly." I pushed down farther, taking almost all of him inside me. Tilting my head, I gazed up at him. "Now that you're inside, what do you think we should do next?"

His growl rang out and he braced my hips and lifted me, shoving me back down onto his cock. "Tell me what feels good."

"That does."

"How about this?" His second cock latched onto my clit.

I pretty much lost it after that. Holding onto his sides, I started bucking against him. I wanted this to last, but I was going to fall apart in seconds. He felt good inside me, and his second cock . . . Earth guys had nothing on Zuldruxians.

We rocked together, him pushing up to meet me while helping me rise to drop back down.

The water sloshed around us, brimming before splashing onto the floor, but I would worry about clean-up later. For now, all I could think about was how awesome it felt to be with Nevarn.

And when his second cock hummed faster, I fell apart in his arms.