Oh.He was just a year older than me and in his physical prime.Not that it would change anything, it was just that–
His lips swooped down to catch mine.
I gasped into the unexpected kiss.A heartbeat later, I was already lost to the feel of his mouth on mine, no resistance coming out of me.He left me all the space I needed to get off the bed, but I didn’t.I French-kissed him instead.I joined my tongue with his for a sensual dance that had liquid heat pooling between my thighs.
It was his hand under the hem of my top, inhumanly hot against my bare skin, that brought me back to my senses.I broke the kiss and got off the bed as if it were lava.Heart racing, I whirled around to see what Xaniban would do.
He was still stretched out on the bed, a smile on his face.His lips were as swollen as mine felt from those scorching kisses.“Little blessing?”
“Look, this can’t happen,” I said shakily.With his eyes drinking me in and his voice a seductive rumble, I was a breath away from jumping back in bed.I was losing the battle with my horny self, but there was still hope of dissuading him.“My body is a mess, you know.I had a healthy lifestyle before the zombie apocalypse, but then the whole world went to hell, and there were no more gyms and proper food and… Do you have any idea how much sugar and salt there are in canned food–”
“You are curvaceous,” Xaniban countered.Under his appreciative gaze, my nipples hardened further.
“What if I have a nasty infection down there?”I insisted.“Hygiene during the apocalypses has been–”
“My kind are immune to human diseases and carry none.”
“I haven’t shaved since forever.My legs will give younightmares.”
“Wet dreams, you mean.”The fire in his eyes never dimmed.He sat up, his abs flexing deliciously.
“But I’m stinky!Look at these clothes, it’s gross–The whole of me is!”
“Your natural scent drives me wild.”He moved off the bed with feline grace, his wings flexing, his muscles bulging.“As for the clothes, I will remove them soon enough.”
I gulped, unable to tear my gaze away from the approaching gargoyle.“I’m bad at this, Xan!”I said in a hurry, a last attempt to change his mind before he could reach me.Because I couldn’t move away.With his wings spread open in their full glory, all I could do was stare at his magnificence.“I’ll be a disappointment,” I whispered.
Xaniban stopped a step away, gaze fused with mine.“I could be a disappointment, too.We will not know unless we claim each other, will we?”Then he said with the most panty-wetting voice, “Come to me, little blessing.”
I stepped forward.
– 14 –
Oh My
Xaniban cupped my face and bent down.I went on my tiptoes and, hands on his chest for balance, met his lips halfway.
There was no holding back this time.No soft, gentle exploration.I was overcome by an undeniable hunger, a primal need so powerful I felt I would combust if he didn’t give me more.My heart was pounding, my body was on fire, and my clit was pulsing with each stroke of his forked tongue against mine.It was as if he wasn’t just kissing me; he was drinking me in.
Then there were his big hands roaming down my back, cupping my ass and squeezing me to him.His tail moving up and down my leg, the tingling heat penetrating the thin fabric of my trousers… He was sending my senses into overload, making it hard for me to give as good as I got.I had no choice but to let him lead.
Not that I minded.For once, I felt ready to let go of my need to control everything and leave my partner to take care of me.
Xaniban lifted me effortlessly and guided my legs to his waist.With me straddling him, he moved us until he had me pinned against the wall.I gasped at the feel of the cool surface at my back and the heat of his chest against my front.And when he started trailing kisses and flicks of his tongue down my neck, I moaned and dug my fingers into his shoulders.My neck was one of my erogenous zones, and Xaniban’s merciless assault on that territory was making me so wet that no more foreplay was necessary.
I was easy like that, and both my exes had taken advantage to save themselves the trouble of postponing their own pleasure.Not the gargoyle king.He must be able to sense how wet I was for him already.Yet, once his lips and tongue reached the neckline of my top, he lifted me higher up his body until my breasts were at the level of his mouth.The next territory he intended to conquer.
With no bra amid the apocalypses, I felt his lips lock around my left nipple perfectly well through the thin fabric of my top.
I moaned.
He sucked.
I groaned.
He bit me lightly.
I nearly came.
