Chapter 10

Trish woke as soon as daylight started creeping through the thin curtains of the shack. They appeared to be made from old burlap sacks of all things, and the coarse weave did little to block out the light. The bed was a long way from her own custom-made, pillow-topped mattress but Holdar was wrapped around her, clutching her as if she were his favorite teddy bear, and that more than made up for the lumpy mattress.

Did he even have a teddy bear, she wondered as she thought about what he'd said the previous night. He hadn't shared many details, but it had been enough to suggest just how terrible his life had been. No wonder his family was concerned about him coping with the past.

I wish I could help him.

She twisted around to face him, studying his sleeping features. He looked at peace for once, even the perpetual frown lines smoothed away. It would be wrong to wake him, wouldn't it? And yet, she couldn't resist leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss against his mouth. His lips were so inviting that she kissed him again, and again, then sighed with disappointment when he didn't respond.

Her attention shifted from his rugged face to the rest of his body, to the large muscular torso and the massive biceps, and then lower to the cock pushing against his zipper, a thick ridge behind the black cloth. What would it feel like in her hands? In her mouth?

His pants do look uncomfortably tight, she thought. She should probably loosen them - just to make him more comfortable. She very carefully unfastened the button, then started to lower the zipper. She'd automatically assumed he was wearing underwear but as soon as she released the tension on the zipper, his massive naked cock sprang free. Her mouth dropped open. She'd expected him to be huge and green, but he was also covered with some kind of ornate design, like a tattoo but slightly raised, interspersed with small silver balls.

She ran a tentative finger over the pattern and his cock jerked even though his eyes were still firmly shut, his breathing deep and even. A droplet of liquid seeped from the tip of his shaft and she caught it on the end of her finger. Curious, she lifted her hand to her mouth, the salty, slightly sweet taste spreading over her tongue.

She immediately wanted more, and she ran her hand down his shaft again. His flesh was surprisingly silky despite the adornments, and he grew even harder as she stroked up and down, her fingers unable to completely encircle his thick girth. The little balls felt interesting, bumpy and stimulating against her fingers, and the raised design had an almost rough texture, different and exciting.

Unable to resist, she bent her head and licked the tip of his cock, enjoying the taste of his arousal. His body twitched beneath her but when she looked up he was still asleep. She tried again. This time she managed to take most of the wide head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the rim, and his shaft jerked. Keeping her mouth wrapped around him she looked up.

He was awake, his eyes blazing amber as he watched her. She flicked her tongue against him again and he groaned, burying his hand in her hair.

"What are you doing, princess?"

"Tasting you," she murmured, then returned to the fascinating task.

She explored every inch of his cock, swirling her tongue around the head again before sliding it down to play with the little balls and trace the design. She could feel the tension in his body as he tried to remain still and let her explore, but his hand tightened in her hair, urging her on. When she finally returned to the head and took him deeper, his cock jerked and his hips thrust upwards.

"So good, princess. Your mouth is so fucking good."

Her own body quivered in response as she tried to take more of him, sucking urgently. Her core was drenched and aching, but all of her attention was focused on him.

"I… I can't -"

"Yes, you can."

He groaned as she slid her mouth back down and this time she didn't stop, sucking harder and harder, determined to give him pleasure. His body shuddered and he gasped a warning she ignored.

Warm, salty liquid suddenly flooded her mouth, filling her throat as she gulped desperately, but there was too much and it spilled down over her shin and onto her chest. She pulled back in time to see the last few glistening drops erupt before he finally settled back down, his big body relaxing as he stared at her.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I wanted to. Didn't you like it?"

"Like it? Fuck." His eyes closed as he shuddered. "It was incredible."

She smiled happily as she sat up, wiping her chin.

"And sticky. I should go get cleaned up."

"No."

He tugged her back down, leaning over her as he massaged his seed into her skin, moving from her chin to her neck to the upper slopes of her breasts. Massaging it into her chin and neck had been a little odd, but pleasant, but when he reached her breasts arousal flared through her veins, her nipples turning to stiff peaks beneath the damp cotton. He lingered there, tugging on the taut flesh until she gasped.

"You liked that."

It wasn't a question and she could only nod.

He continued playing with her breasts as he bent down and nuzzled the side of her neck, his tusks rubbing the tender flesh as his tongue rasped against her. She wiggled impatiently, then gasped when he lowered his head and suddenly pulled one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard through the wet cotton. He repeated the same treatment with the other nipple, then continued moving down her body, kissing and nibbling until his breath was a warm caress across her stomach.

"You don't have to do that," she whispered nervously, as he slid her nightgown up over her hips.

"Oh, but I do."

And then his tongue was there, swiping the length of her folds as she grabbed his shoulders.

"Holdar!"

He didn't stop, his tongue circling her clit before moving lower, driving deep inside her before returning to her clit, circling the tender bundle of nerves as his tusks scraped the soft flesh of her inner thighs. The combined sensations quickly sent her hurtling into a fiery climax and he stayed there, licking her gently until the final spasms had passed.

She'd closed her eyes at some point but she forced them open again, expecting to see him smiling at her. Instead his face was harsh and strained and his cock was once again fully erect.

"Do you know how much I want to fuck you, princess?" he demanded.

She took a deep breath, then nodded.

"Okay."

"No, it's not okay. I'm supposed to be looking after you, protecting you."

He stood, kicking his pants away impatiently when they fell to his ankles. An angry naked Holdar was a very impressive sight, especially with that thick cock once again fully erect. Her mouth went dry and she licked her lips.

"Come back to bed," she whispered.

"I… I can't."

It was the same thing he'd said when she'd had her mouth on him but she was afraid he was going to be harder to convince this time.

"You haven't done anything wrong."

"Haven't I?"

He barked a harsh laugh, then grabbed his pants and wrestled them up over his erection.

"I'm going to get firewood."

He grabbed his boots and disappeared through the door, leaving her staring after him. That hadn't exactly gone as she'd expected, but on the other hand it was definitely progress. And her body was definitely happy with the result. One step at a time, she decided, and grinned as she climbed out of bed.