Page 27 of Family Found

He nodded. “Yes.”

“I’ll get to it, then. So should you. Chop-chop.”

He chuckled, and we cleaned up quickly.

When we were done, Inkiri helped me down into one of the pools on the far end. I really did feel more relaxed as soon as I lowered myself into the warm water. Also, the prospect of not moving for a while was more than appealing. All I wanted at the moment was Inkiri close to me.

The warm water steamed up the air, and noises echoed in the large bath. The whole setting had the feeling of a mythical cave.

I looked up at the colorful ceiling again, the water seeping into the ends of my hair. “Is this what all the baths in the Raiken everywhere look like?”

Inkiri put his arm around me. “Not all. This place is old. I know that the koa liked to build baths like these, and it was an easy thing to do with magic.” He pointed up at the mosaic tiles set into the ceiling. “Magic is still in them. They shine like stars, can you see that?”

I’d thought it was the lights at first, but now that I looked closer, those tiles were luminous by themselves. They sparkled. I let out a long “ooh,” amazed by the sight.

“Wow. I wonder if I can do that.” I leaned closer to Inkiri and kissed him on the mouth, human style.

“You can do anything you want, sweet thing.”

I locked eyes with him. “Anything?”

He stroked along my spine. “Yes.”

I dug deep to find my sexy energy and splashed around in the pool until I was straddling him. Then I dipped my head forward to kiss him again. He reciprocated, showing me just how much he’d learned about human kissing.

Well, with the caveat that I didn’t have too many comparative samples. The bottom line being, I liked him kissing me human style just as much as I liked it when he licked my neck. We were making the cultural differences work in our favor, and even being naked in a public bath was…convenient all of a sudden.

His fingers kept fluttering over my back, but he ventured deeper too, first stroking the flat of his palm over my buttocks, then resting his hand there.

“Do you want me to touch you here, sadir?”

I pushed into his hand. “Yup. Touching sounds like a great idea. More than touching sounds like a better idea.”

His eyes crinkled with laughter. “Anything you want.”

I did like the sound of that. He kissed me again, using his rough tongue to tease my mouth and lips and play with my tongue. It made me moan so loud that it echoed across the still pools. The weirdest thing? I didn’t even care.

Inkiri made his purring sounds and clicked in between kisses. He kneaded my butt but stopped every so often to feel along the bumps of my spine. It was sensual torture, and he knew it.

I ground into his hands, which also created friction in other places. We were both hard, his cock much bigger and still hidden by the water, though that made me want to feel it all the more. Before long, I was moving in a way that was pretty reminiscent of exercise, which wasn’t how I’d ever imagined sex should be. I’d thought that kind of thing was a dramatic choice for porn, but here I was.

We kept kissing. He kept kneading and slowly venturing deeper between my cheeks until I felt his fingers playfully circle and press into me. That felt nice in the warm water, and my eyelids fluttered. I caught the light reflecting off his horns, the condensation making them extra shiny. He liked me touching them, so I unwound my arms from around his neck and went for it.

I ended up not just holding on to his horns, but stroking up and down them in what was possibly a very lewd way. It felt good though, the smooth ridges against my hands. It made his purring all the louder, and even his clicks echoed. Before long, I was riding his fingers, and everything made sense in an odd and unusual way. In a completely magical way.

It took from that moment to him guiding me to lift my hips so I could start riding his cock for me to understand that part of this was the knowing that set uneasily in my head. Right now, it aligned with what Inkiri and I were doing, with what he wanted and wanted to give me, which was good in the way breathing or sleeping was good. Us doing this and responding to each other was like breath and hunger and thirst—something we couldn’t control but instinctively understood. I smiled. Laughter was like that as well.

I sank deeper into the knowing. I lowered myself onto my mate’s cock and let him take over moving, my head dropping back as I stroked his horns slower, more deliberately.

He looked so frustrated to have lost that friction, and he jerked upward to meet me, which made me gasp and grip his horns tighter.

“Yugano en enki,” he said, then leaned forward to finally lick along my throat and gently nip the skin there.

I relaxed around him, and his slick cock easily went deeper. He purr-groaned when I resumed stroking his beautiful horns. I started moving on top of him.

No one had ever told me that having sex like this was a thigh workout. Not that I had ever talked to anyone about sex that openly. Porn had never mentioned the fitness levels required for this. I felt cheated, my suspension of disbelief scattered to the winds.

It didn’t matter, because Inkiri sensed that I was struggling, and he was ready to pick up the slack, though not how I expected.