27. Vanessa

Chapter 27

Iwas very much in like with Aizor. Waking with his woody pressed against my spine and his heavy breathing in my ear made me feel all dreamy. It made me wonder what it would be like to stay here with him forever.

I wasn't a woman who needed a man to tease her body to the point she lost control and let him have fun. No dub-con for me. I liked sex if it was with the right guy. I had a feeling sex would be amazing with Aizor.

Yes, I was playing with fire with my favorite caveman. Although, calling him a caveman wasn't exactly true. While his clan used caves for bathing and maybe the imaginary treasure trove I'd mentioned, they lived in crystal structures that rivaled architectural wonders back on Earth.

They dressed like ancient Romans half of the time, for heaven's sake. And they were catered to by beings they called gods.

Did I want to return home? Funny how thinking the word didn't make longing churn through me. If anything, my heart ached when I thought about leaving Aizor.

He carried me inside a round cave about twenty feet across and with a ceiling two stories high. A steaming pool dominated the room.

"Do your gods spy on you all the time?" I asked when he placed me on my feet and teased at the knot holding my gold belt in place at my waist. To make this easy for him, I untied it and tossed it aside. It remained on the floor.

"They don't spy," he said.

"They must be watching, or they wouldn't know it was time to make food or take your clothing to the big laundromat in the sky."

"They . . ." He huffed but grinned. "You're teasing me."

I poked his bare chest. "No, you're a tease." He'd gone tunic-less today, and I'd been admiring the view. His loincloth barely covered the center of his butt cheeks, leaving all those droolworthy muscles exposed. Just like when we were walking to the kitchen earlier, I kept slinking back to walk behind him until he caught on, scooped me up, and spun me around, ending his laughing tease with a heady kiss that only made me crave him more.

Maybe I was a little bit, a teensy bit, a whole lot more than in like with Aizor.

He ran his fingertips along the low bodice of my tunic, his knuckles grazing the tops of my breasts. "I adore teasing you. Kissing you. And . . ." His eyes lit up. "I haven't massaged your feet yet. I promised this not long after you arrived, and I haven't done so."

"That's been a sore spot between us. A true dereliction of duty on your part, mate."

"I love it when you call me mate, Vanessa," he growled.

He swept my tunic up and over my head, tossing it to the floor near my belt. "As for your question." His gaze was locked on my breasts. Since he'd shredded my underwear back at the island, I didn't have anything other than god-provided clothing to wear. They seemed to believe going commando was a thing. "The gods don't travel this deep within the cave system."

"You mean we'll have to take care of our clothing ourselves? We'll have to wear the same things after we bathe?" I tried to sound scandalized, but he was too cute for anything like that, and my stern look dissolved into smiles and laughter.

"I took the liberty of bringing drying cloths and new clothing down earlier." He tilted his head to outfits draped—notfolded—and lying on a boulder nearby.

"Well, aren't you handy?" I slid my fingertip beneath the tie of his loincloth.

"I am very handy." He lifted his hands, displaying them to me.

"Where do you plan to place those hands?" My skin was buzzing with electricity, and if we kept teasing each other like this, I was going to combust. Burn the entire place down. Figuratively speaking. This was a stone cave, after all.

"Wherever you'll let me place them." He said this in a sweet, husky way, and his eyes glowed with desire.

I couldn't resist.

"Why don't you show me everything you have to offer, Aizor." I leaped into his arms, and he latched onto me, pulling my body flush against his.

He held me while wrenching his loincloth off, chucking it over his shoulder. Then he climbed into the pool and settled on a natural stone seat. Truly, Zuldrux was amazing. Hot spring pools. Hot alien guys like Aizor. And any food at my command.

The only thing missing was tampons.

I was going to mention that later.

I straddled his waist with his big ole cock thrusting between us. Without any effort on his part, his heat seeking missile, aka, his second cock, glided around the big one and latched onto my exposed clit.

"Fuck," I groaned.

"At your command, my pretty mate."

"I meant, holy Batman, fuck." My eyeballs rolled back in my head, and I thrust my body close to his while his second cock did its duty.

Forget hot springs and tampons. I could totally get used to this.

"Fook eff," he said with a nod.

Ha. I was going to have to explain a few things—later.

He tilted my chin and his mouth claimed mine. I was soon lost in the pleasure of his lips and the way his tongue thrust inside. I clung to his shoulders and rocked against him while his small cock continued to give my clit the attention it needed.

His fingers slid down to my breasts, and he rolled my nipples. I was going to come before we got started, and that would be a complete shame.

His physical attributes couldn't be denied, but I wanted this guy for other reasons. He epitomized kindness, and I'd seen how he adored the few children in his clan. He'd built a chair for Jessia where she could rest her bones in the evening and still enjoy the fire.

He was everything I could ever ask for in a guy.

Was I ready to say I do?

I'd decide later. There were more intriguing things going on below the surface of this pool.

I stroked his cock. I couldn't stay away. Big, I could just fit my fingers around it. I wasn't faint of heart, but I was daunted at the idea of that stuffing itself inside me. I'd try, though, and we'd see how it went. Aizor wasn't one who'd force this or hurt me, and I was going to trust in that.

"Vanessa," he growled as I rubbed up his shaft and returned to the base to do it all over again. His obvious pleasure in such a simple thing on my part flooded me with desire. Excitement surged through me. I'd never realized how much satisfaction I could get by pleasing someone else.

His second cock continued to tease my clit, and I worried I'd come before we did much more than this. I rocked against him, and it was all I could do to focus on his cock and not just lay back in the water and let his second cock take me all the way to the stars.

We kissed again, his mouth hot and insistent on mine. I was a moaning wreck already, and I wasn't sure I could take much more. But we'd just gotten started.

Once I'd had a full taste of Aizor, would I ever be able to leave him behind?

Don't think about that. Think about now.

I was soon lost in the stroke of his hands on my sides and the feel of his mouth on mine. My need grew while his second cock continued to throb on my clit.

When he ran his thumbs across my breasts, I ripped my mouth away from his only to cry out, the hoarse sound echoing in the cave.

I tightened my legs around him, pumping against him, so far gone I'd never pull myself out.

Heat roared through me, feeding my need for everything. My skin was on fire.

Water sloshed around us as we moved together, my hands gliding along his cock, his groans barreling up his throat. Mews of need erupted from me as my body got ready to blast off into outer space.

Unable to take much more, I backed away, sliding off his lap. I tried to stand but my legs wouldn't support me, so I latched onto his arms, holding tight.

"No, mate?" he asked and while I could hear disappointment in his voice, I also heard acceptance. If I said I couldn't do this, he'd back off.Thiswas why I was falling for this guy. He wanted me more than anything, but he wouldn't push me. I suspected he'd wait for me forever, and that made my heart pinch tight.

"Yes," I said. "Very much yes. But . . . I feel like I'm about to explode, and I want more before that happens."

"Ah." He nodded wisely, his lips curling up on one side. "I can give you more."

Hell, yeah, he could.

"I'm going to climb back on your lap, and I'm going to ride that amazing cock. Try to, that is."

"And my second cock will return to your glorious clit."

No one had ever called my clit—or anything about me—glorious before, and for a heartbeat, I let that sink in.

Then I climbed back on top of him, and he held me with his big hands on my hips. When I lifted myself, he placed the head of his cock at my opening. The water here, like in the pools above, felt silky, as if it contained something that not only moistened the skin but could work well as lube. It seemed I was about to find out.

While I braced myself above him, he stroked the head of his cock across my opening, making sure to nudge my clit with each pass. Who needed his second cock when I had this?

His eyes locked on mine, and he kissed me again, his mouth almost feral, sucking at my lips before he plunged his tongue inside.

I bucked against his cock, needing him deep inside me, too far gone now to care if it would fit.

Lifting, I dropped down onto it at the same time as he thrust up. Only part of it went inside, and the stretch . . . it stung before the heat simmering inside me blazed, driving me to rise and drop onto him once more. With each descent, he pushed up, slowly sinking his incredible cock deeper.

I was on fire. Nothing was going to put me out other than Aizor. And he knew it. The certainty of it smoldered in his eyes and in the confident way he teased my nipples to ripe buds. He knew exactly how to drive me out of my mind.

When his cock was finally seated all the way inside me, we both groaned. I remained in place for a moment, letting the incredible feeling sink all the way into my bones.

Then I started moving, my gaze locked on his. He watched my face, and I sensed he was waiting for a cue from me about what he should do. But the strain of holding back showed in the creases on his face, the way his arm muscles bunched, and the tight way he gripped my hips with his big fingers.

"Second cock?" he rasped. "Tell me what you need, mate."

"You. This. Everything," I panted.

"It's already yours." He started moving, thrusting up to meet my jerky motion.

And when his second cock latched onto my clit, I pretty much rocketed all the way to the two moons.

Caught up in the amazing feeling, I bucked against him. I clung to his arms and tipped my head back, my eyes closing. So much of this male was wrapped up in the gentle stroke of his fingers on my back and sides and in the way he cupped my breasts before rubbing his thumbs across my nipples.

The water was slippery, making my skin glide across his, his cock slick easily inside me.

Heaven save me from hot pools full of lube.

My keening cries grew louder, mixing in with his groans of need. I was going to burst into flames. They'd consume me and like a phoenix, I'd be reborn from the ashes.

When my orgasm started rippling through me, I succumbed to the heady feeling. To the growing emotions in my heart.

And to Aizor.