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She collapsed forward, onto my back, and I held her, pumping my fingers slowly inside her while she slowly returned to my world.
To me.
Chapter 19
Vanessa
When Aizor eased his head out from between my legs and gave me a lopsided grin, my heart clenched tight. Damn but he was cute, all covered with my wetness and gleaming with pride.
“You taste amazing, my pretty mate,” he growled. “I will never need to eat again as long as I can feast on your ripeness.”
If a guy back on Earth told me this, I not only wouldn’t believe him, but I’d also probably laugh.
But the sweet look in his eyes told me he one hundred percent meant it. And the greedy way he stuck that wonderfully long, thick tongue out of his mouth to lap up everything on his face told me he’d gladly lay me on the floor and start all over again.
He’d not only gotten me off, but he’d also taken great pleasure in doing it.
I wasn’t sure what to think about that.
He shifted my legs off his shoulders and cupping my ass in his big hands, lowered me to the ground. My tunic hung around my neck, and it didn’t take long to spear my arms through the sleeves, tug it down around my thighs and return the golden belt to my waist. My underwear, lying shredded on the rounded glass ball floor, had seen their last hoorah. There’d be no stitching them back together again.
It was wicked of me, but I took a bizarre pleasure in the realization that wearing nothing beneath my tunic meant Aizor could wrench it out of the way and eat me out whenever he pleased.
Wouldn’t want to starve the poor guy, now would I?
How long did it take to fall in love with someone? Surely more than a few days. Yet, here I was, softening to Aizor already. Conjuring up sappy dreams of us grinding away together on his furs each night and lounging in the hot pools during the days. Holding hands.
Having younglings.
“Ugh,” I muttered.
“Ugh?” He was still licking his face. He’d added his fingers to his mouth, sucking off every drop of my orgasm. With his slick face and a cocky look in his eyes, he was devastatingly gorgeous. Like, I-may-not-be-able-to-resist-him-for-long gorgeous. I needed to talk his gods into sending me back to Earth before I fell for him completely.
“We should probably . . .” I flicked my hand toward the opening that still waited, assuming we’d be allowed inside. “Why doyouwant to talk to your gods?”
His gaze shot away from mine. Okay, keep your secrets.
“You’re not going to ask them to keep me here, are you?” Frankly, I wouldn’t blame him if he did. He was clearly lonely. He’d made it clear he wanted a mate between the furs. And he had a point that his people needed new blood if they were going to thrive.
“If you remain here, it’s because you want to,” he said. “I want to ask my gods to give you the gift of our language everywhere.”
Aw, that was awesome. “It would be nice to be able to talk to you outside your home and here. To speak with everyone else.” I could make friends. Maybe get a job or start experimenting with all the vegetation on this planet. Figuring out what was edible and what wasn’t. Test new dishes. I could ask his gods to give me an air fryer. A wok. A waffle iron. And even a—
Hold it right there.
I wasn’t staying here. I couldn’t stay here. My life was on Earth.
But what kind of life did I truly have back in that town in the middle of nowhere? I had a decent job. My boss was a kind person. I enjoyed chatting with the customers. But my ex must still be stalking me. He’d get revenge when he found me. I barely squeaked by with my income, struggling to make ends meet while living in a tiny studio apartment. I’d starve if Franklin didn’t let me take leftover food home from the diner.
But staying here? I didn’t want to think about that.
“I need to focus on my goal,” I said.
He nodded, and damn, but he looked incredibly sad now that I’d said it.
As we walked toward the archway into the room housing his gods, my knees rattled together.
I’d just had a massively wonderful orgasm courtesy of Aizor’s mouth, and all I could think of was begging him to do it again.
