Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

J ulie whimpered as Q'tar's tongue plunged back into her mouth, the kiss so thorough it left her breathless. Even his kiss was different, the ridged surface awakening new sensations. He finally released her lips to blaze a trail across the line of her jaw. The scrape of sharp teeth made her gasp as he traced the line of her neck, but it only heightened the delicious friction on her skin.

He started to lower her back onto the bed, his body looming over hers. His broad shoulders blocked out the light and for a second she froze. He immediately started to pull back but she shook her head, reaching for him.

"No, don't stop. I just need a minute," she said shakily as she traced a finger along the sharp angle of his jaw.

"I don't want to frighten you, m'shka."

"I'm not frightened. I trust you."

She could feel the truth of the words as she spoke. Her reaction had been triggered by memories, not by him. He studied her face, his eyes glowing blue.

"You are sure this is what you want?"

"Yes." A nervous giggle escaped her lips. "I've never been more sure about anything."

The corner of his mouth quirked up. "Never?"

"Never."

He pulled back anyway and she bit back a protest. Then his big hands slid under her nightgown. The touch of his fingers sliding up her legs, stroking her inner thighs, left her breathless. He continued to move higher, pushing the nightgown up to her waist, exposing her to his avid gaze.

"Open for me."

Her heart beat in a rapid, uneven tempo, her body shaking, but she obeyed, the air cool and damp against the heated flesh of her pussy.

"Good girl," he purred. "You're so pretty. All pink and wet for me."

Her breathing faltered as his fingers stroked her folds, spreading her wider, exposing more and more of her damp flesh. He found her swollen clit and she cried out as he circled the needy nub.

"Do you like that, m'shka?"

"Oh, yes," she gasped, her body shaking.

"Then I have an even better idea."

He bent his head, and she felt a flash of hot, wet heat across her clit. She arched up, her eyes flying to his as she stared at him in shocked disbelief. He was looking back at her, his eyes glowing as his tongue circled her clit. She could actually see the ridges on his tongue and she shuddered as he licked her again. Her back arched and she cried out, but he didn't let up, the hot, wet pressure circling and stroking.

Her body clenched, aching, the emptiness almost unbearable. She tried to reach for him, to find the heavy warmth of his cock, but he held her in place.

"That's not what you need right now, m'shka," he murmured. "Let me take care of you. Be still and let me pleasure you."

His mouth returned to her clit, circling, teasing the delicate flesh until she was shaking and on the verge of climax. Then his mouth closed over the nub, hot and demanding, and she was flying, a thousand stars exploding behind her eyelids. When she finally floated down, he was watching her and the look in his eyes made her breath catch.

She reached for him and he came willingly. She could taste herself on his lips as he kissed her, slow and sweet and thorough. His mouth lingered against hers for a long time before he raised his head again and smiled down at her.

"Time for breakfast."

"What? What about you?"

"I think you need some time before we go further." He gave her a rueful smile. "And before you start to worry, it is not because I don't want you."

He rose as he spoke and her mouth went dry. He was hugely erect, the massive ridged shaft curving up towards his stomach. Oh my God. She was still staring at him in shock when he dropped a quick kiss on her parted lips, then grabbed his clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. When he returned, he was back in his human guise.

"You changed back," she said, trying to disguise the disappointment in her voice.

"You prefer my natural form?"

"Yes. I prefer the truth."

Something flashed across his face, and then he slid his finger across his wrist device. The air shimmered and he was blue once more.

"It will not always be possible, but while we are alone, I won't disguise myself. Now get dressed, m'shka, before I forget all my good intentions."