And here I am. Standing naked in front of this man who looks at me like all his birthdays have just come at once. I've had men jerk off watching me, practically drooling at the screen where they watch my image. But it's never like this. It never makes me feel warm and tingly inside like Rynn does. Even now, even with him being every bit the apex predator of these lands, Rynn makes me feel safe. I don't know if I've ever had that feeling before. "Can... can we move further into the water?" I say, looking up into those eyes that hold so much longing that it makes my heart skip a beat or two. He doesn't respond with words, only nods, his eyes trying to soak up as much of me as he possibly can. I begin to walk back slowly, Rynn moving along with me, bringing our little cocoon of star-flecked wings with us. Once the cool waters of the river hit around about my waist I stop. "You sure those nasty fish things won't get us here?"
His throat bobs and he shakes his head, his voice hoarse when he says, "no... nothing will harm you.Ever."
That's quite the promise. But somehow, I think he means it.
Rynn's gaze is burning a trail down my skin. He wants to look at all of me, all at once. He wants to devour me. That's how it feels when he's taking me in. And it's not like I'm not used to men wanting to see me naked. Menaremen after all. But Rynn... all I see in his eyes when he looks me over is a need toworship.
It's just because he's never seen a naked woman before, I tell myself. I need to keep that in mind before I fall headlong into that burning stare of his turquoise eyes. As much as I want to believe in the ideal of this gorgeous man wantingmeandonly meforever, I -
My eyes fall to the bright cluster of illuminated skin-stars twinkling over his heart. It's just a biological reaction - some biochemical change. The guy has these little lights all over his big, damn body. And right now, I can't help but notice that they are goinghaywireall over the place. A small giggle escapes my lips. "Your skin-stars-" I say, pointing them out on his chest, his arms, racing down his taut abs. "Why are they going crazy?" His glorious body looks like a carnival right now. A fun one.
Rynn doesn't even bother to look down at himself, his gaze so firmly locked on me it makes me feel like I might melt and get swept away by the gentle river water. In answer to my question, he simply says, "you."
"Me?"
Rynn nods, his breathing deep and deliberate. "Bathe, Zahreenah," he tells me, gentle command in his tone. "For if you don't..."
"If I don't...What?" Oh, consider my interest very fuckingpiqued. I wonder what the best ride at this carnival is?
His pretty mouth snaps shut and he swallows thickly. "I... I wish to honor the request that no female shall be touched without invitation."
Oh, man.This guy.
Despite being stood in deep, cooling waters, my temperature feels like it rockets sky high, and my lips? They're grinning like I'm the cat that got the damn cream. Bending my knees, I dunk myself underwater, if for nothing but to cool off the suddenly scorching sensation racing through my body. Rynn doesn't move an inch. His tail is still wrapped around my ankle and it dawns on me that if it weren't him tethering me like this, it might as well feel like a manacle around my limb, keeping me in place. But itisRynn, and so the gesture feels more like a steadying hold than anything else.
Slowly, I let my head rise from the water, but still keep my shoulders submerged. The sight of him looking down at me with my head level with a certain part of his anatomy has my lower belly fluttering. "What about females touching Trixikka males? What are the rules about that?"
His gaze is heated as he rasps, "I do not speak for all my tribe, but I amyoursto touch as you wish, my Zahreenah."
My heart starts beating wildly in my chest. Whatisthis guy doing to me? Obviously, I'm no prude. I've done plenty of dirty things both in my job as a cam girl and with partners for my own sexual gratification. But the thought of reaching out and touching Rynn right now has me so ridiculously excited I feel a little light-headed. Slowly, my hands move under the water, pressing lightly to the solid muscles of his thighs and I don't miss how above me, Rynn sucks in a sharp breath. "So you don't mind this?" I ask, admittedly teasing him a little as my hands gently stroke up and down his strong thighs, my motions getting higher and higher.
It seems as though Rynn can hardly speak, so he shakes his head, his eyes fluttering shut and a choked sort of noise leaves his throat. I feel a tremor run through the muscles of his powerful legs and notice his wings shuddering around us. This guy might actually explode if I touched his cock. The thought is a powerful one, but I'm reminded that rushing into things with Rynn is probably not the best way to go. Softly, softly, catchy alien cock, and all that. So, I stand to my full height again, letting the water run down my torso and being fully prepared for the way Rynn's eyes pop open, his attention on my body with his pupils blown wide. "Do you want to touch me, Rynn?" I ask. I'd meant for my voice to be deep and sultry, but I couldn't help the words coming out a little hoarse and needy. I want his touch. Ineedhis touch. There's time for teasing and playing later, but I had to literally tell this guy what tits were not a few hours ago because the only thing he'd known about them was that he'd liked them. He still does, judging by the way his tongue swipes at his lips as he stares at my chest.
Rynn still doesn't talk, only nods his head emphatically as though I might snatch away the offer to touch me any moment now. I reach forward and take one of his huge hands, fitting it over my breast, then I take the other and do the same. Rynn sucks in a breath... and just stands there, holding my tits. Another giggle bursts from me. "You can sort of... knead them or stroke them. That feels nice," I tell him, placing my hands over his to guide him. And he does just that, squeezing me oh so gently, his massive, warm hands feeling so good cradling my breasts, sending tingles southward. The sound that comes from Rynn might be described as a broken-off whine, his focus intent on his own ministrations as his chest visibly rises and falls directly in front of me.
My eyes flutter closed. I've always liked my breasts being played with during foreplay and sex but normally guys end up grabbing me a little too roughly or kneading them far too hard. Rynn's gentle exploration is just right and I can feel myself getting more and more turned on.
"Your nipples are getting hard," Rynn says, making me open my eyes and smile up at him.
"That means I like what you're doing."
He grunts and continues to gently knead my flesh, sending goosebumps all over my skin. "I like what I'm doing too."
I bite back another giggle at that. "There's more that you will probably like," I tell him, taking one of his big hands and guiding it down, down, down my body, Rynn's eyes widening as he tracks the descent of his touch to between my legs. "Do you want to touch me here, Rynn?"
He lets out a hiss at first contact, his fingers gently brushing against my pussy. But the sound quickly morphs into that growl that had rumbled from his chest when he'd first found me deep in the forest, after he'd savagely killed that mimyckah and then pounced on me and scented me like a wild animal. The sound is low and should be menacing I think, but all I know is that I'm excited to hear him growl like that, like a beast. "Do you like that?" I ask him, "do you like touching me there?"
"Show me... show me how to best touch you here," he grits out through his teeth like he's holding back from a great temptation.
Iam that great temptation to him, I realize. God, I love that. I love that he's teetering on the edge of insanity for me. And as wicked as it sounds, I kind of want to give him a little push. "Here," I tell him, guiding his thick, searching fingers to my pussy and then up to my clit, my breath hitching at the contact. "You feel that?" He grunts in acknowledgment, his breathing now labored. "That little bump is very important to a female's pleasure. If you touch that the right way, it will most likely make me come."
"Come?" his brows quirk together though his focus is still below the water where his hand is doing some very important exploring. "Come where?"
I let out a chuckle, smirking at the way the skin-stars at his temples are twinkling manically. "No. I won't go anywhere. It will-" I suck in a breath. While I'd been talking, Rynn's big fingers had been playing experimentally with my clit and he'd just struck gold by rubbing in a single, tight circlejustright.
His eyes instantly dart to mine and he freezes. "Did I hurt you, my mate?"
"No! No, I-... that was good," I tell him, my hand urging him to continue his exploration of my body. "Like I was saying, if you get it right, I'll... it will feel for me like it feels for you when you...spill your seed."
