“Maybe... we can kiss,” I suggested, suddenly feeling shy about it. Kissing felt like a step back from hand jobs, but I remembered the heavenly sensation of his tongue caressing my face when he’d licked off the fruit juices. I wanted more of that.
“What is kissing?” Kur’tok demanded. This voice was deeper and scratchier than normal. I felt smug knowing this heavy petting session turned him on.
“It’s weird to explain. It’s easier if I show you,” I said.
He narrowed his ruby-shard eyes. “Then show me.”
My heart leapt into my throat as I tilted my head back. Kur’tok’s mouth was so much bigger than mine. My entire skull would fit in his maw with room to spare, and since I was apparently a freak, the idea thrilled me.
I traced my finger along the line of his jaw. The scales there were tiny and smooth, almost soft to the touch. With some pressure, I parted his maw, revealing the sharp, intimidating rows of fangs. My heart skipped.
Kur’tok’s brow furrowed in confusion, but he didn’t ask what I was doing. It was nice that he trusted me enough to do this.
My lips trembled as I opened them. Every beat of my heart pulsed hard through my body. Every inch of my skin vibrated. As I leaned closer, blood roared in my ears. The moment felt stretched out, slowed down, like the two of us existed in an alternate dimension.
I pressed my lips against Kur’tok’s mouth. He went still except for the sharp intake of breath through his nostrils. As ourmouths touched, I slipped my tongue past his fangs and grazed against his own.
A burst of arousal rippled across my skin. The wet heat was amazing.
Kur’tok hissed a shaky breath. Did it feel as good for him as it did for me?
I was about to pull away and ask if he liked it, but the next second, Kur’tok grabbed my arms and shoved his prehensile tongue into my mouth.
Well, that was one way to say you enjoyed kissing.
An instant explosion of pleasure hit me. A full-body shiver snaked down my spine. I arched my back, curling my toes. Kur’tok’s tongue was domineering and powerful. Its velvety texture explored the surface of my tongue. I happily turned weak and helpless as he kissed me. He did it with so much passion, I felt like my heart would melt and pour out from my ribs.
But Kur’tok forgot the concept of air. He seemed to need less of it than I did, since he kissed me until I was literally breathless. No doubt he would’ve kept going if I didn’t slap his chest and give a muffled complaint.
Kur’tok drew back with a scowl. “What?”
I gasped, then filled my lungs. “Phew. Couldn’t breathe.”
“Why not?” he asked impatiently. He bristled with pent-up desire, like he wanted to launch at me and kiss me until I passed out—which I wouldn’t be totally opposed to.
“Humans breathe out of our nose and mouth,” I explained.
Kur’tok’s tail lashed irritably. “You humans are too fragile.”
“Sorry,” I said with a snort. “Hey, as long as you give me breaks, I’m down for whatever. Including whatever monster you’re hiding in your cloaca.”
Kur’tok’s ears flattened as he grumbled, “How do you know about my cloaca?”
I grinned at his cute embarrassed face. “I told you, I know a thing or two about Maeleons.”
“Hmph.” His red eyes flickered like dancing flames. “Since you’re so aroused, I’ll present mine. But don’t expect me to put it inside you.”
I perked up with excitement. I was seriously way too enthusiastic to see an alien dick, even if he swore not to fuck me with it. I knew I could change his mind... eventually.
Kur’tok hauled himself to the edge of the pool and spread his muscular thighs right in front of my face. I stared in awe. Water beaded on his body, glistening like jewels against his pale red belly scales. The space between his legs was as smooth as a snake’s belly. Only a tiny ridge betrayed a secret opening.
My heart hammered in my throat as I watched Kur’tok’s hand slide towards the ridge. A low growl hummed in the Maeleon’s chest, like a ground-thumping bass I felt in my bones. His clawed fingers formed an upside-down V around the slit’s opening.
I licked my lips. I had a front-row seat to Eukaria’s dirtiest striptease from the world’s grumpiest alien.
My eyes widened as the slit spread open. I was enthralled by the exotic view. In slow and sensual motions, a thick, long appendage slipped out of Kur’tok’s cloaca. It rose, swelling and growing taller, until I thought it surely couldn’t get any bigger.
And then it kept going.
