Aphrodite groaned, head smacking into the table.Fuck,she didn’t care.His flat tongue swiped through her again, flicking against her clit. Her hips jerked in response. He moaned against her drenched lips. “LikeMangroix, I knew it.”
Whatever the mangroix was…he fucking likes eating it.Her toes curled as his tongue focused on teasing her clit endlessly. Everything inher vision danced. Clawing her hands at everything until she found a pair of his, she gripped onto him for dear life. His continued moaning rippled through her and stabbed deep in her belly. Her toes curled behind his head. Legs trembling, he pulled away from her core. A weak whine broke through her mouth.
He chuckled, setting her ass against the glass. “Don’t worry, my mate, you’ll get your pleasure.”
His fingers ran down the inside of her leg before spreading her wetness. Gaze locked to her cunt, he hummed with approval. Aphrodite found strength in her arms finally and propped herself up on her elbows. He smirked, pincers wickedly writhing in front of his mouth.
Sinking two digits inside her, he growled, “I believe there’s more.” He pressed into her soft walls. She melted, eyes fluttering closed. “Than one way.” He dipped further, looking for something within her. “To achieve a climax.” He pressed against her insides and Aphrodite jumped involuntarily. He growled happily, “There it is. My human mate has many paths to choose from, and I want to try them all.”
Xexis pressed a hand against the center of her chest and put her flat against the table. Fingers pumping in and out of her core, he struck the same spot inside her with precision. Aphrodite moaned, clawing at the side of the table. Her heels pressed into him. She leveraged her weight against him and rocked her hips in tandem with his thrusts. Xexis, always the quick learner, picked up the tempo and drove her hips hard into the table with his hands. An orgasm built within her core. Her eyes rolled back in her head seconds before a wave of bliss washed over her. Thighs trembling, fingers scratching the crystal-clear surface of the table, Aphrodite was a mess. A mess her mate enjoyedvery much.
Xexis waited for her to open her eyes again. As they locked once again, he slipped his digits from inside her. He brought his soaked fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. Aphrodite shivered. The question fell off her lips, “What’s a Mangroix?”
He hummed, spreading her legs till he had them neatly wrapped around his waist. “A tangy fruit from my home. They are sneaky fruits, hidden and disguised as leaves. But if you find one, and crack it open, it’s wet and sweet with a bite to it. A delicacy.”
Butterflies filled her chest as she laughed nervously, “Oh, do your people also taste like that?”
He laughed, “I’ve been told Vroz taste like battery acid.” Her face fell. He roared with more laughter. Hands to the cock piece covering him, he released the individual piece of armor and set it aside. Her attention fell to the shaft he slid out from between folds in his under-armor pants. Xexis stroked it once, not needing to encourage something already rock hard. “I will not cry if my mate does not enjoy drinking from me like I do her. I enjoy filling her too much.”
Aphrodite was given no time to respond as he sank himself into her. Moaning, she grabbed his hands again. This time, he gave them to her, intertwining their fingers. His other two hands took up her hips and hoisted her to him. He leaned over the table, thrusting into her slow at first. It was sweet torture to feel him draw out steadily. Then he would press it back in, just as frustratingly slow. She pressed her heels into the back of his armor. He didn’t move faster. She gripped his hands, panting.
Finally, she begged, “Xexis, please, fuck me.”
He slid out, his shaft lined up with her. Then, with a dangerous growl, he slammed into her. She cried out, dragging her fingernails down the back of his hands. Xexis met her hips with asharper tempo. Aphrodite laid her head back against the table. She wasn’t sure if she drew blood, she didn’t think he minded. Her eyes opened as he steadily grew faster. Thrusts wilder, less controlled than his precision with his fingers. She caught his hungry gaze and melted. He looked happy. It was under the desire, but she saw it in the way his eyes crinkled when she caught him staring. Aphrodite couldn’t help the sharp sting of a blush across her chest and cheeks.
“You’re blushing, my mate,” he rasped, eliciting more shivers from her.
“That happens,” she gasped for air.
“Not because you are embarrassed,” he grunted, slamming her hips down into the table. “Correct?”
She shook her head, raking her claws down his hand again. He growled. Rattling the table, Xexis set a punishing tempo. Aphrodite was breathless and clinging to him.Damn, he did have stamina.The ridges around his shaft were massaging her walls to the point of madness. The only warning she had was the involuntary clench of her toes. Her legs snapped tight around him, and she choked on his name. Something guttural between a moan and a cry for help as her second climax ripped through her. Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Her insides chilled and pleasure destroyed all the control she had over her bodily functions. Aphrodite lay limp in his grasp. He took back his hands only so he could cup her sides and legs to him.
It felt like an eternity on that table. Floating in the depths of her own mind, body buzzing delightfully. Aphrodite felt her own release trickle down her backside. Xexis didn’t stop, instead, chased his own release. She felt barely conscious when his hips faltered. He came with a groan of his own. His warmth spread within her. He leaned over her, riding out his orgasm.
His hands found hers again and she smiled. Tangling their fingers together, she sighed dreamily, “The technicians will be very angry with you.”
“I am Kannatch.” It sounded like a wheeze as he purposely put his large head to her chest. She pressed kisses to every inch of his head she could reach. Mumbling into her shirt, he spoke, “They can be quiet.”
She giggled, sex-drunk and half out of her consciousness. “I am teasing.”
“I know, but I do worry for my mate’s health. I will try my best not to ravish you while you recover. But I can not do much when your mind makes my trunk swell.” Aphrodite dropped his hands to throw her arms around him. Hugging him to her, she trembled from exhaustion and from a swell of feeling in her chest.Sure, people think I’m smart.Aphroditeknewshe was smart.But it was another thing for a guy to hear her babble about crystal thrusters and ship wiring and find her so attractive…that he had to rip her to some meeting room just to have her. It was more than flattering.It was aggressively attractive.She kissed the top of his head over and over until he detangled from her.
“My mate is happy and upset?” He furrowed his brow.
“It’s complicated,” she swiped the meat of her palms at her eyes.
“Because I am a grand mate, correct?” He beamed, chest puffed out and pincers stood out straight.
She sputtered, laughing and nodding vigorously. “Yes, but more than that, so much more.”
The strange, hollow feeling as he slipped from inside her left her tingling from scalp to toe. She took his hands again and clutchedthem tight to her chest. He hoisted her, allowing her to sit up finally.
“I am glad to be more for you,” he breathed.
She leaned forward and laid her head against his armor. There weren’t any thoughts or words, her tongue was swollen with feelings she wasn’t ready to face.Not in a disbelief way, but in a ‘don’t get weepy after sex because the hunter fucking you said the sweetest words that have ever been said and you don’t want to ruin the moment’ kind of way.She exhaled heavily. “I regret to say…I probably need to rest.”
“Never regret, if I have done my best as your mate, you should always require rest…or else, I will have to do it again.” They shared a laugh as she peeled away from his chest. Peaking up at him, his eyes crinkled again, and she melted. Aphrodite reached up, cupping his face, and brought him to her. He purred at her touch and allowed her to guide him closer. She kissed his brow once before resting her forehead to his.
