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Chapter 18
Aizor
I’d never get enough of her mouth, of her fingers roaming my chest. She moaned and leaped up, wrapping her legs around me as if she never wanted to let me go.
She tasted like the heegar cakes Jessia made on special occasions. Incredibly sweet with a subtle hint of spice.
My body caught fire, and I backed her against the wall, holding her up with my hands on her plump ass. I squeezed her cheeks while she thrust her hips toward me.
I was filled with a need unlike anything I’d felt before, and it centered solely on this female. I’d willingly die in her embrace as long as I could taste her like this forever.
I lifted my head, and seeing her eyes closed and the pure bliss on her face was too much. My groan ripped up my throat, and I kissed down her neck, nipping at her tender skin while she shivered in my arms.
The gods might be waiting but they could do so forever. All that mattered was this female and showing her pleasure.
When I stroked her breast through her tunic, she arched her spine and cried out. Her nipples so unlike a Zuldruxians hardened, and I’d die if I didn’t get to taste them.
I bunched her tunic up her thigh and she shifted her hips, her moans urging me to rip the fabric up and over her head.
Her luscious breasts were like ripe troolon fruits with hard nubs perfect for sucking. I shifted her higher and she clung to my hair, wrapping thick chunks around her palms, holding tight. Her head tipped back, and she pushed her body against mine with excitement. I nibbled down to her breast and ran my tongue across the bud.
She cried out, her back bowing to press her breast into my mouth.
While I sucked on the bud, she panted and tugged on my hair, alternating that with pressing against the back of my head to hold me at her breast.
She kept thrusting her hips forward, rubbing her wetness across my abdomen.
My main cock was a spear gouging against my loincloth. I wanted to release it, plunge it inside Van-eesa’s welcoming body, but not here. Not now.
I longed to consume my pretty mate with a hunger I’d never felt before. Desire clawed through me, desperate and aching.
Leaving her breast, I kissed across her rounded belly. I thrust her thighs up onto my shoulders and while she held on, I dipped my nose between her legs, sucking in her heady scent. The need to taste her overwhelmed everything else.
I stuffed my face deeper, rubbing my nose through her saturated folds, sniffing in her delicious scent while growling. She cried out and spread her legs wider, welcoming me to do whatever I wanted with her body. The fact that she trusted me with this, if nothing else, made pride roar through my chest.
I would make sure she found so much pleasure in this act that she would never want to leave me.
Dragging my tongue through her wetness, I stopped at the top, gliding my tongue in quick circles around her clit.
The hair I’d been curious about was scratching against my face. It tickled, and I adored the feeling.
She cried out in gasping jerks, holding my head tight to her body.
She arched her back against the wall, thrusting her pussy into my mouth, coating my face with her amazing juices.
I was lost in her. So deeply caught up in her that nothing and no one else would ever compare.
Growling, I licked and sucked on her clit. I slid a finger inside her, groaning at how wet her tight sheath was, how the soft walls cushioned my hand. She’d do this with my main cock, tightening around it, milking it while I rutted inside her.
Her flushed face was a painting of pure rapture, strained with the intensity of her emotions.
She splayed her legs wider, and I pushed two fingers deep, grinding them against her inner walls. She’d take my cock so well. I’d wait a lifetime for that moment, that exquisite joy I sensed only this woman would give me.
I sucked on her clit, relishing how engorged it was, how great her need was—one only I would be able to satisfy. She was delicious, pure perfection. If only I could stay like this, lost between her thighs while she moaned and made cute little demands in her own language,fook meeeebeing the most prominent.Fookhad to be a positive term.
Her body began to shudder. Her clit tightened. I reached up and rolled the bud on her breast, tugging on it while she whimpered and gasped.
When I added a third finger, curling them deep inside her passage, quivers rippled through her frame. She sweetly sucked on my hand as she came, calling out my name while yanking on my hair. I’d gladly give it all to her only to hear her come in such a way every day of my life.
