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My hand landed on his thigh. His robe had ridden up and my palm met skin.
How could someone be so sexy?
For a moment, I just reveled in the fact that I was touching Alil's naked thigh and then I gathered the fabric and carefully pushed it up to his waist.
Alil's omega scent flooded my senses, heady and overwhelming, and my eyes nearly rolled.
For a moment, I sat there, trembling, my cock reacting again, blood flooding it.
Surprised, I reached down, feeling myself.
“I’m getting hard,” I said in wonder.
Alil gasped and reached out.
For a moment, I was blinded with pleasure as he gripped my length where it rested against my thigh.
“Oh...” he breathed on a moan.
Even with his touch, it didn’t seem to want to harden beyond that point, but I didn’t care. It still felt nice being touched.
I reached out and wrapped my hand around his cock.
My hand shook as I began to stroke.
“Like this?” I asked.
He wrapped his other hand around my fist and guided me. I could feel it shaking as hard as mine but that didn’t stop him from showing me how slow he liked it and how hard to squeeze.
He didn’t need to tell me how badly he failed at not touching himself. It was clear that he knew exactly how he liked it. I wasn’t mad or jealous at the small, tortured moans he made, or the sudden liquid dripping over our fingers.
“Addy,” he gasped, and my heart skipped at how good my name sounded like this. “Don't stop.”
“I won't,” I said, and I sounded just as shaky and desperate as he did.
My hand, slicking up and down his length, wet from his dripping tip was like the key to everything I'd ever wanted.
I bent down suddenly, without thinking or knowing what I was going to do and pressed my lips to his inner thigh, kissing him there and then moaning and sucking his skin between my lips because he smelled and tasted so incredibly good.
Alil cried out. His hands suddenly gripped my hair and then his body jerked and his hips pressed up into my fist. His cock flexed and I pressed my lips to the base, feeling it move against my mouth as he emptied, and we both moaned in pleasure.
I held him down there until the tremors stopped and then finally released him, feeling dazed.
Had that really just happened?
I had sexually pleasured Alil. Something I had only dreamed of doing had happened. We were not mated but the air was heavy with our pheromones, and I couldn't believe it.
“Addy,” Alil whispered. His hand found my arm and he pulled me.
I went easily, lying next to him, my head resting next to his.
“You must be a mess,” he said quietly and I only realized when his hands started touching my face that there were wet spots all over me, my hand and arm, on my cheek and even in my hair.
“I'm so sorry,” he said regretfully, but I realized that I wasn’t as he sat up, trying to use the blanket to dry me. “Lili,” I whispered as he frantically cleaned me. “No matter what happens, or who finds out, or how much trouble I find myself in, I am so honored that you let me touch you.”
Alil froze for so long that I thought I must have said the wrong thing, but then he sagged, practically on top of me, pressing his face to my neck and his arms went around me in an embrace.
He clung to me, trembling, and took a shuddering breath.
