Chapter 25

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

KHORAHN

She reached between us and firmly gripped my ambal. I growled my pleasure at her demand and palmed the secretions she expertly extracted. Her head fell back as I massaged it into the pink skin around the nub hidden in her folds, and her hold on my ambal loosened, proving that I'd found the answer to her demand.

"Yes," she breathed.

"Look at how beautiful you are," I said, releasing the hardened bud on her chest mound to stroke my fingers down the column of her throat she was trustingly baring to me.

Her hands left me to brace on the table. She moved her hips, pressing her wet folds more firmly into my touch.

"I will protect you as the treasure you are. I vow it." As I spoke, I trailed my fingers over her limbs while toying with that little nub above her breeding sheath. She shivered when I reached her collarbone, and I noted the spot before continuing.

"Show me how you wish to be touched. I will adorn you in chains so you never forget your worth."

Her head lifted, and her gaze snapped to mine when I reached her chest mound. She captured my hand and pressed it firmly over the tempting flesh.

"Yes. Show me, Vya."

Using my hand, she gripped her flesh, kneading it briefly before releasing me and pinching the bud.

"Khorahn," she breathed. "Please."

Rather than leaving me to guess what she wanted, she gripped my neck again and pulled me over her as she lay back. However, this time, she didn't guide my mouth to hers. She brought it to those tempting mounds of flesh.

"You wish for me to taste you here?" I asked, lightly licking just above the mound.

"Please." The word fell from her lips repeatedly as I licked a path along her skin, and it increased in intensity once I reached that tight bud in the center of her chest mound.

She stopped breathing. Concerned, I lifted my head. She gripped my hair and pulled me back to her. The hardened center filled my mouth, and I licked it playfully, circling it in time with the finger that circled the nub within her folds.

She moaned and arched off the work surface.

Encouraged, I wrapped an arm around her back to support her and sucked on that hard tip. Her reactions were perfect. The soft sighs. The way she gripped me and moved. The heady scent of her arousal.

"You will need stimulation disks here, won't you, my responsive female," I murmured as I moved to pay the same attention to the other mound.

After I kissed it thoroughly, I lifted my head to take in the sight of the pinkish hue that colored her skin from her shoulders to her hairline. She watched me trail my fingers between her mounds and shivered at the same time she lifted her hips. My finger slipped through her wet folds and almost slid into her breeding sheath.

The frustrated sound that she made when I pulled back was both cute and compelling.

"Vya, I cannot accept what you're willing to give. I fear you don't fully understand your situation, and you've already endured enough mistreatment. But I understand your need."

Without looking away from her red swollen mouth, I dipped down to lick the small valley between her chest mounds.

She lifted her hips, trying again to force my teasing finger to enter her. Smiling, I placed another kiss, licking a bit lower.

"Please, Khorahn. Please."

I had never heard sweeter words whispered in such an irresistible tone.

Removing my hand from her folds, I gripped her rounded flanks and lifted them off the surface. Her legs relaxed, falling farther apart as I crouched down to breathe in near that tuft of hair. The scent of her arousal enthralled me.

My mouth watered, and the need to taste drove me to the point of pain. But I didn't taste her as I wanted to. I lifted my gaze to hers.

"Do you wish for me to taste you here, too, my beauty?"

"Khorahn, if you don't put your mouth on me right now, don't ever touch me again."

I chuckled and dipped my head.

With a single stroke, my tongue parted her folds from her breeding sheath to that small nub. Her scent hadn't come close to the deliciousness of actually tasting her. I lapped at her, savoring every drop of her arousal.

She seized my hair, using it to guide me to where she wanted me—that delightful nub again.

"Yes! There, Khorahn. Oh, God. I can't…" She bucked wildly underneath me, not releasing her hold on my hair as I circled that nub twice then sucked it gently.

She cried out loudly, a long, garbled stream of sounds my translator couldn't decipher, and stiffened beneath me. I could feel her muscles pulse under my tongue and wondered what it would feel like to have her breeding sheath pulse around me while I was buried deep within it.

Hungrily, I did not release my prize until the pulsing eased.

Her tight hold on my hair loosened, and she weakly petted my head. I chuckled.

"That was so good. Thank you. You have no idea how badly I needed that."

"Any time you wish for me to taste you, I will gladly do so." I kissed the inside of her legs, and she shivered lightly. Unable to resist, I shallowly licked her sheath, then straightened to hug her to me.

"You are mine, Vya."

"I hope that was a ‘I enjoyed that, Vya,' and not a ‘I wish I'd left you where I found you, Vya."

"I would steal you a thousand times for a chance to receive the trust you just gave me," I said, pressing my mouth against the side of her head. "You are perfect, Vya. No other female will ever tempt me now that I've found you."

She sighed and leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my waist. The arousal in her scent was already fading, taken over by contentment.

Smiling, I reached for the section of chain I'd set aside and started creating the first loop that would support the rest of the lengths. Her body remained relaxed against me as I worked. She didn't rouse as I secured the section around her neck or when I connected the first length of chain that fell between her chest mounds.

My fingers skimmed her skin, testing where to place the next one. She was the most responsive around her chest and her sides. I attached more chains, using the discs around her chest mounds. She stirred as I toyed with them, letting them tap the colored centers, and I felt her lips brush over my skin.

I made a sound of satisfaction and stroked her hair.

"I think I've caught my breath," she said softly. "Ready for round two?"

I wasn't sure what she meant until I felt her hand close around my ambal.

"Ah, female…I will never survive the next three flares."

I gently pried her fingers away from the aching, swollen appendage and brought them to my mouth to kiss the pads of each digit. She watched me closely, her expressive face showing that she liked what I was doing.

"By the light, I hope you look at me the same once we can properly communicate."

"Do I taste good?" she asked.

I nipped her skin and watched her gaze soften and drift.

"Are you tired, my Vya?" I released her hand and carefully helped her remove the partially created systems dress.

She held her arms up to me as soon as I set the chains aside, and I readily picked her up, loving the way she snuggled against me. Before going to the sleep bay, I paused at the cleansing bay. She didn't balk when the extraction unit appeared from the wall and turned to face me as it settled into place.

The way her skin flushed and the quickening of her breath had me inhaling deeply. She no longer feared excrement removal. It aroused her.

She licked and kissed my chest until it retreated then sank to her knees before me.

I wasn't sure what she meant to do until her tongue flicked out and licked the end of my ambal. Her expression changed to one of shock a halo-flash before her mouth closed over me, and she began greedily drinking my scent-marking fluid.

She was scent-marking herself on the inside.

I groaned and dug my fingers into her golden hair.

"Vya, I am yours," I whispered, meaning every word. Whatever fate she decided for herself, I would not leave her side until my dying breath.