Episode Fifty-Six The Two of Us
T hallose
She turns on my lap, straddling me, then presses her palms to my cheeks and looks at me as if she's never seen me before. Her sweet breath ghosts over my face as she tips her head, first one way, then the other.
"Last night you told me you thought I was beautiful the first time you saw me. I should have admitted what I thought when I first saw you."
A picture flashes through my mind of how awful our first night together was. I'm not sure I want to hear what she has to say, but I don't stop her.
"I saw you standing in a sunbeam and thought you were the most beautiful male I'd ever laid eyes on."
I'm startled, but her sincere expression leaves no question she's telling the truth.
"You were standing in a shaft of sunlight that highlighted your snow-white hair and the beautiful palomino color of your skin. Every time you took a step, the sun followed you. It took a minute to realize you weren't in a sunbeam. It was as though you were shining, Thallose."
"You thought a male was beautiful? I thought only females could be that." I ask stupidly, perhaps just to hear her repeat herself.
"Beautiful, perfect male face. Then when I saw your body, I couldn't take my eyes off it."
"And then I spoke and said those hateful things and you couldn't bear to look at me anymore."
"Yes."
I slip a lock of her hair behind her ear and ask, "Is that behind us now, Nadira?"
"Yes. Or it will be when we're done here tonight."
When I slide her even closer to me so our chests touch and our lips can brush, her body melts into mine. I imagine this feels even better than when a conquered enemy admits defeat. This female is mine from the top of her flame-colored head to the tips of her toes. I want to pleasure her body until it shouts its allegiance to me.
As my fingers unknot the ties at the top of her tunic, hers join me there to hurry my task.
"No." I shake my head. "I've been dreaming about this for so long. I want to unwrap my treasure with my own two hands."
I take care to graze my hands up her back, over her shoulders, and then down her front, allowing my thumbs to caress her hard nubs. Even though her tunic is a thick fur pelt, her sensitive tips perk up with my touch.
When I slide the garment off and lay it at our feet, I see a thinner garment made of suede, clinging to her curves like a second skin. Her breasts lift with every breath, her nipples standing out, seeking my attention.
The moment the suede whispers to the ground, I dip my head to suckle at one hard pink nipple. She's threaded her fingers through my hair and isn't shy about pressing me against her, urging me to attend her two tender points.
"That's right," she hisses as I split my attention between the two—licking, nipping, suckling.
I wish she could see herself, how lovely she is, limned by the firelight behind her, the moonlight the only thing illuminating her front, her head tipped back in pleasure.
Though we're both clothed below the waist, she's moved her grip to my shoulders and is riding me. Her movements are slow, sensuous as she takes her pleasure from the hard ridge of my cock.
The scent of her arousal wafts to my nose over the sharp tang of the pines. It's a heady combination.
"I want to taste you, starflyer. I want to see how much of that long, thick cock I can get in my mouth."
"Is that so?" I ask, grabbing the cheeks of her ass and thrusting against her slit.
After she sucks in a sharp breath, she nods.
I've had plenty of opportunity to watch my two male mates. I'm not as thick as either of them, but I'm long and can't wait to experience the warm, wet slide into my mate.
She rises so I can stand and shuck my leather pants, almost falling over in my haste. My aching cock springs forward like an arrow seeking its target. I resume my seat as she kneels between my hooves. Gripping me at the root, she smiles at me, then slides me into her mouth with a long, low moan of pleasure.
Her tongue swirls in circles as she takes me as deeply as she can. Because she can't manage even half my length, she slips her mouth off me and licks from base to tip, moistening my shaft, exciting every inch.
Now, when she sucks me into the warm cavern of her mouth, her hands play over the rest of my slick hardened flesh.
Groaning in pleasure, I let her have her way with me. At times she takes me hard and fast all the way to the back of her throat, at others, she pulls off me to swirl her tongue around my crown until pre-cum seeps from my tip.
For a moment, I shutter my lids to better enjoy her attentions. Seconds later, I watch in fascination as her lips stretch around my shaft, her sky-blue eyes looking up at me with affection.
She's so good at what she's doing, I'm racing to the peak of pleasure. There's one thing I'm certain of right now. I do not want that to happen in my little mate's talented mouth.
I pull out and rise in one smooth movement, pulling her to her feet.
"I want to slide into you, Nadira. I need to be inside you and make you come."