She cupped his cheek, rubbing his jawline and the sexy rasp of a night’s growth. He pressed his mouth to her palm. She stroked his soft lips. He nipped her finger.
He pulled her into a tight embrace and covered her mouth, his tongue seeking and twining with hers. His exotic musk mixed with the fragrance of night lilies, causing her head to swoon as if she’d overindulged in potent Kaldoran spirits.
Weak at the knees, she clutched at his shoulders.
“Don’t drown.”
Too late. She was drowning in sensation and emotion.
He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his hips. The head of his cock brushed against her pussy, and her insides went liquid at the promise.
Holding her tight, he waded out of the water. When he cleared the pond, he let her slide down his body until her feet touched soft moss. Desire and cool water had beaded her nipples. He ducked his head and drew a tip into his mouth, sending pleasurable pangs from breast to womb.
His wet, thick hair felt like liquid silk as she combed the short strands with her fingers. He pulled the clip from her hair, letting it fall around her shoulders. She traced the shape of his cute, pointy ears. He sucked on a nipple then nuzzled the sensitive skin of her throat, eliciting a moan from her lips.
When his cock pressed against her stomach in a seductive invitation, she encircled his hot, hard, girth. Except for his blue pubic hair and some ridges, his anatomy didn’t differ much from a human. A soft crown topped a slightly ridged erect shaft with a ball sac snug below his manhood. She stroked his cock.
“So…good.” He sucked in a breath and hissed in a purely male way.
She realized she no longer thought of him as an alien. He was just Falkor.My husband.
The rising daystar had begun to bathe the grotto in warm, gentle light, the better to appreciate his masculine handsomeness.
“Let’s lie down before I fall over,” he suggested and guided her to the moss-covered ground. The low-growing plants felt like a bed of velvet against her skin, a sensual experience in itself.
His forearms bracketed her body as he stared down at her with a bemused, passionate expression. “I was attracted to you from the moment I laid eyes on you.” He traced her lip line with a gentle finger, causing her mouth to tingle.
She arched her eyebrows. “You didn’t act like it.”
“My feelings didn’t seem…appropriate.”
“You didn’t want to sleep with the hired help?” No longer offended by his misconception, her mouth twisted with wry humor. She’d long ago forgiven him, and more important things captured her attention—like the magnificent erection pressing against her leg.
“Didn’t think sleeping with my brother’s bride’s sister would be good for fraternal harmony. Besides that, you disliked me. I didn’t think I had a chance with you.”
“We were both idiots.”
“You want to know a secret?” he whispered in her ear. “I was glad when the king and queen insisted we get married. I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I was.”
Gladnow, she couldn’t say she’d been gladthen. She’d been furious. He’d always struck her as handsome, but she’d soon realized he wasn’t the entitled, spoiled prince but humble, earnest, hard-working, honest. Even sexier.
How ironic would it be if a temporary, shotgun marriage led to a forever love? Did she dare to hope he might go the distance and stick by her through thick and thin? Or would his interest wane like it had with every other man?
I want his love, not just his desire. I want this marriage to work.
His magic hands cupped her breasts, smoothed over her tummy, and then delved between her legs, stroking her clit with the perfect touch to heighten her already significant arousal. She arched and let out a moan. “Good, so good.”
Kaldoran female anatomy must not be so different from human.A spate of jealousy surged.He must have a lot of practice—
“Oh, Goddess!” Her head fell back when he replaced his fingers with his mouth. Hedonistic sensation obliterated worries, all rational thought.
He brought her to a shattering orgasm, and, while she still rode the wave, he licked her to another climax. Her pussy was still fluttering with aftershocks when he shifted position and guided his cock to her entrance.
Her greedy pussy gripped his cock as he thrust. Their lips met in a passionate, wet, open-mouthed kiss. She tasted herself on him. She hugged him tight, meeting thrust for thrust, and soared to another orgasm.
His body tensed. He thrust harder and faster, and then, with a growl and a bellow, he climaxed, his body shuddering.
Afterward, he did not roll away or fall asleep or grab his clothes and run because he had an early morning meeting. Instead, he pulled her into a secure embrace. She smiled against his sweat-dampened chest.That ought to hold me for a while.“I’ll have to give that five stars,” she said.
