Braxxos leaned in and kissed her, making her whole body tingle anew. Holy shit this was intense. Amazing. Overwhelming. She had no idea how this had happened, but one thing was for certain. She didn’t want to ever let him go.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Margot and Braxxos spent the rest of the morning lounging about, enjoying a naked breakfast and another round of mind-blowing sex. Margot had taken the initiative to show her eager pupil a few things, and he’d taken her instruction with an open mind and willingness to please.
They experimented, laughing and having fun as they moved through a dozen positions, the newly deflowered man beside himself with just how amazing this was. How much fun their interactions could be besides the obvious sexual part. This wasn’t some serious affair as he’d kind of worried. It wasfun.
“Told you,” she said, kissing his neck from behind while he cleaned as late morning approached noon. “This should be fun. Zesty. And there’s still a lot more to try out.”
“I amverymuch looking forward to it.”
“Me too. And we’ve got plenty of time.”
He turned, wrapping her up in his strong arms and lifting her up, cradling her ass as he kissed her deeply. “Waterfall?” he asked, gently putting her down.
“I suppose a bath would be a good idea,” she chuckled, running her fingers over her body.
They’d cleaned up the treehouse, but their bodies were another story. One that mere damp cloth could not adequately cleanse. Though reluctant to leave their little love nest, the two finally pried themselves off one another and climbed down to the forest floor.
Margot was positively floating on air as they walked. Every flower seemed brighter to her sex-sated eyes, every scent more intense, the subtleties standing out to her newly heightened senses. Braxxos explained that it was her pigments enhancing things. One never knew how they would react with a person, and her race was a complete mystery within the Dotharian realms. But one thing was apparent. Her body liked the pigment. The only question was how far her enhancements would go.
For now, she’d enjoy what she’d already discovered. Her symbiotic pigment had mixed with her blood, binding to her in what was apparently a somewhat novel way. And she was perfectly fine with that.
They reached the waterfall a little later than planned, the leisurely nature of their walk slowing their progress. Neither cared, and they shed their clothes the instant they’d crossed into the hidden bathing space.
Braxxos watched her submerge in the water, her nipples erect on her taut breasts as she splashed the refreshing water over her body, rubbing their commingled sweat from her skin. His cock sprung to life yet again as he stared at her with a hungry gaze. She saw and blushed, not of embarrassment, but something more.
It was crazy how fast things were moving. They’d only just met after all. But she felt it in her bones somehow. This was her man. And, surprising as it was, she was more than happy with that unexpected turn of events.
Braxxos strode into the water, cock hard and long leading the way like a divining rod seeking its target. He bent and kissed herhard and deep, then, to her surprise, lifted her up, carrying her to the flat rock in the water they’d used as a picnic table at times, laying her down on it, her ass at the edge, her legs spread wide, held open by his powerful hands.
He crouched down with a hungry growl as he stared lustfully at her pussy. She’d explained how oral sex worked in their talks, but he hadn’t put that to use yet back in the treehouse. Apparently, that was a situation he wanted very much to rectify.
“You are amazing,” he said, his tongue tentatively darting out, licking her lips, then pushing deeper. He let out a groan as he tasted her juices, his tongue lapping up to her clit, circling it in the most wonderful way. “And you taste incredible.”
His voice was so husky with want it made her even wetter in an instant, her clit positively throbbing as he sucked and licked, doing all the things she’d told him she liked, putting them into practice in a mind-blowing display of startling aptitude. He’d paid attention.Reallypaid attention. And now he was doing everything in his power to give her pleasure.
“A little harder,” she murmured, her lover responding immediately, taking her cue and hitting that spot in the most incredible way. “Yesss. Perfect.”
A pressure between her lips made her hips buck involuntarily as he slid two of his long fingers inside her, his digits falling into a steady wave rhythm against her G-spot, rubbing her just right, the tips barely grazing her cervix with the lightest of teasing touches. She’d explained that sometimes a good pounding felt really great, but other times it was something to pull back on. He was testing the waters, gentle and considerate, and the combination of his mouth and fingers was absolutely incredible.
Margot felt the familiar tingle of her runes, learning to lean into the sensation, letting them take hold and bring her climax to an even higher degree of intensity as her world unfoldedand crumbled in a tumbling surge of sensation beneath his wonderful, hot tongue.
She rode the wave, coming over and over like never before. She could usually have a few, but with Braxxos she was like a freaking orgasm machine, linking them in building intensity until she was out of her mind with pleasure. Then, abruptly, he pulled his fingers out, his lips leaving her clit just as she was about to come again even harder.
She tried to sit up to see what was wrong. His hard length pushing into her clarified things straight away. He was absolutely rigid, his incredible alien cock doing its magic trick, pulsing and vibrating inside her. She could feel it at once; he was already on the brink. Eating her out had turned him on so much he was ready to come from pleasuring her alone.
“Oh God, yes,” she moaned, digging her fingers into his arms, pulling hard. “Yesss!”
He grunted loud as he came at once, nearly falling over as his legs wobbled from the intensity. Margot just rolled with it, savoring the sensation of his hot jism filling her up again in a way she was coming to absolutely love. The freedom of not needing condoms was wonderful, and being able to savor every inch of him skin-to-skin, and to take every drop of his cum inside her was making for the most intense orgasms she’d ever felt.
The pair lay still a long while, then, with a sex-dazed chuckle, they both rolled into the water once more.
“Are we actually washing up this time?” she asked.
“If you wish.”
“Well, maybe not just yet.”
