12. Zeleck

12

ZELECK

I lose myself in the taste and feel of Jay-duh's lips against mine. The kiss is as powerful as the storm, and need threatens to consume me. I pull her onto my lap, her legs straddling my hips as my hands roam over her slight curves, desperate to feel every inch of her.

In this moment, all I can think about is how much I want to be with Jay-duh forevermore. She is everything I have ever wanted and everything I never knew I needed. When she crashed onto this planet and into my life, she sealed my destiny.

The storm pales in comparison to the feelings raging within me. She is my weakness and my strength, my reason for living and breathing. My everything.

As our kiss deepens, a low growl rumbles through my chest. My fingers tangle in her hair, and I tilt her head back to nip at her earlobe and lick the hollow of her throat. Jay-duh responds with a soft moan, her blunt nails digging into my shoulders. My lips find hers again, the heat between us undeniable, a tangible force that spurs our desire.

I will do anything to make Jay-duh mine. Fight for her, protect her, cherish her with every fiber of my being. She is the missing piece of my soul, the one female the gods have sent to live by my side and bear my young.

Even if she does not know it yet.

When our breath comes in gasps, I break the kiss- zing and rest my forehead against hers, our chests heaving. "Jay-duh." I pray the raw emotion in my voice conveys the feelings I do not say out loud.

She looks at me, her eyes shining. "Zeleck, I..."

I gently place my fingers over her lips. "Shh, my sweet. Do not say anything more. I know you are not yet ready to become my mate."

Surprise and relief flicker across her face. My hand cups her cheek. "I am a patient male, Jay-duh. I will wait for you to realize what my heart already knows."

She leans into my touch, her lashes fluttering. "I want you, Zeleck," she whispers, her voice strained. "But I can't consummate the mating bond."

"I understand." My thumb gently caresses her face. "There are other ways to share pleasure, to ease our needs without becoming mates."

Her eyes darken with lust, her lips parting slightly as she considers my words. I reach between our bodies and stroke the damp heat between her thighs.

"I burn for you, Jay-duh…" Surely, she can hear my heart pounding in my chest, feel my cock pressing urgently against her. "If you burn for me as well, let me slake your need."

I know she does. The sweet scent of her arousal perfumes the air, mingling with the earthy aromas unleashed by the storm. I want to hear her say it.

Jay-duh nods, her breath hitching as I continue to stroke her. "Yes, Zeleck. I burn for you."

A surge of triumph courses through me at her admission. I lean in to capture her lips once more, my tongue delving into her mouth as I savor her taste. My hands move to her top, and I break the kiss- zing only long enough to lift it over her head. She helps by taking off the garment she wears underneath, revealing her bare bressts. They are perfect, small and firm.

I groan at the sight of her, her nip-uls hard and beckoning for my touch. I lower my head, taking one tight peak into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. Jay-duh gasps, her fingers threading through my hair as she holds me close. I lavish attention on her bressts, alternating between licking, sucking, and gently biting her sensitive flesh.

When I cannot wait any longer, I place her gently on the furs and remove her foot coverings, pants, and panties. Once she is completely bare before me, I drink in her beauty.

She does not speak as I trail my lips down her body, starting at her collarbone, then between her bressts and over her stomach. Jay-duh's breath comes in ragged gasps and small sounds slip through her lips as I continue my descent, my tongue tasting her smooth, salty flesh as I move closer to her quivering thighs.

When I reach her cunt, I spread her legs and pause to relish her scent, the intoxicating aroma of her arousal driving me wild with need. Her legs drop open as I lower my head to taste her, my tongue savoring the first delicious taste.

Then, with my hands gripping her thighs, I delve into her folds, lapping at her wetness as I explore every inch of her. Jay-duh cries out when I find her klit, the soft nub hardening beneath my tongue.

I press a finger into her tight, wet heat, then two, moving them in and out as I circle her klit with my tongue. For this I am rewarded with soft mewls of approval which make my cock throb for release.

Ignoring my own needs, which grow stronger with every moan and gasp, and with every small buck of Jay-duh's hips, I lose myself in the act of worshipping her.

Too soon, I feel her body tense, her muscles bunching. I curve my fingers slightly to stroke her channel wall while I trap her klit between my lips and flick it with my tongue.

She thrashes wildly against the furs, her beautiful face etched with the tension of impending climax. With a final, desperate cry she calls out my name, the sound echoing through the storm-wracked forest. Jay-duh shatters against my mouth, her channel pulsing around my fingers as she floods my tongue with her release. I continue to lap at her cunt, savoring her taste as she rides the full wave of pleasure.

When her tremors finally subside, Jay-duh goes still, her eyes closed, her lips curved into a soft, satisfied smile.