“Of course, us.” I slid up against him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “That's what a relationship is—two people, trying to unite.”
“I'd really like to unite with your lips right now.” Kel grinned.
I chuckled even as I lifted my mouth to his.
The second his lips touched mine, my amusement vanished. I closed my eyes on a groan, a rush of lust washing through me as his soft, plush lips moved over mine. Kel was hesitant at first, and it felt almost like teasing, his brushing caresses drawing me in, making me rise on my toes for more. Then, assured of my desire, he swept in, his tricky tongue slipping between my lips as a hungry growl rose from his chest.
Literally swept off my feet, I clung to Keltyr as he held me aloft, pulling me up his body until I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his waist. I felt him moving, taking us off the path and into the shadow of the trees. But I couldn't open my eyes. I was lost in him and reeling under the shock that I could enjoy kissing a man I wasn't in love with. Not yet, at least. The more I was with Keltyr, the more his mask fell away, and I got to see the real man beneath the clown. Or maybe I allowed myself to see him. And I liked that man. I liked him a lot.
Easing away from my mouth, Kel angled his head to nibble my neck. My hand went to one of his horns, and I gripped the smooth curl, then pulled, thrilled to touch it at last. He chuckled against my skin, then lowered me to the grass. My eyes shot open, and I cast my stare to the right. People strolled by but didn't even glance at us. Kel had found the perfect spot, behind a thick oak and cloaked in darkness. Seeing that emboldened me, and I arched up against him, rubbing my awakening shaft against his belly as my breath shuddered out of me. In response, Keltyr rose onto his forearms and ground his erection against me. In that position, it hit me just below my balls, nudging the base of the cleft of my ass.
“Just to be clear, we aren't going to fuck,” I said breathlessly.
“I wouldn't take you like this for our first time.” Kel bent his head. Just before he kissed me, he added, “But I might suck your dick if you let me.”
As we kissed, an image of his head bobbing over me filled my mind. I saw my hands gripping his horns, pulling him down, using them as handles to hold him close.
I jerked back to say, “No, we can't do that either.”
“All right, I'll let you suck me.”
I snorted a laugh and pulled him back to my mouth. I had to admit that I wanted all of that. If there had been no Xae or Rath, I wouldn't have cared about where we were. I would have pulled down my pants and begged him to mount me. Or maybe I would have taken his offer to suck his shaft. But my lovers did exist, and they were waiting for me at the citadel, probably wondering if I was doing this very thing. So, no, I wouldn't get that intimate with Keltyr. Not yet. But we could kiss. A lot.
And we did.
We rolled together in the grass, kissing like a couple of kids who were new to the act. Just glorying in it. Experimenting with the movements of our lips and tongues while rubbing ourselves desperately together. So desperately that Keltyr came in his pants.
I held Kel through the jerking and gasping, through the soft grunts and shudders. Trembling, I clung to him as he locked up against me and the hard length of his cock pressed into my flesh, giving me an idea of what he had to offer. His length and girth. Then Kel lifted his head and just stared at me.
“Are you all right?” I asked.
“Sure.” Kel laughed, though it was shaky. “I'm fantastic. I just came in my pants for the first time, but I'm great.”
“You've never . . .”
He shook his head. “Not even when I was a teenager.”
“Well, I'm honored.” I snickered.
“Go on, laugh it up. You're the one who's going to have aching balls.” He looked pointedly at the bulge in my pants.
“Oh, you're going to leave me hanging?”
“My offer to suck your cock still stands.” Then his eyes glittered as the tip of his tail slipped under my tunic and teased the waistband of my pants. “Or I could show you what I can do with my tail.”
I laughed and pushed on his chest. “No. I'm all right.”
“Very well.” Keltyr retracted his tail, stood up, adjusted his tunic to hide the stain on his pants, and held a hand down to me.
I gripped it and let him pull me to my feet, then “accidentally” fell into him. When he caught me, I hugged him, laying my cheek on his chest. Kel instantly folded around me.
“Thank you,” I whispered. “That was perfect.”
“Yes, it was,” he whispered back. Then he lifted his head, took my hand, and said, “Now, let's get some ice cream.”
“Ice cream! Oh, this date just keeps getting better.”
Chapter Eighteen
