When her lips connected with his own, he heard roaring in his ears, heard her small, breathy gasp that sizzled straight down to his cock.
His female had the softest lips and he growled when she pressed them against him even harder.
Kissing was not something Luxirian partners did, although, as his mate kissed him, Vikan couldn’t think why not.Sparks of pleasure trailed up his spine and every brush of her fingers, every small movement of her lips caressing his own was sublime.
When he felt her tongue trail across the seam of his lips, he groaned, allowing her inside.
And then the kiss became something else entirely.
A soft moan tumbled from her lips and the sound of sea water trickling met his ears as her arms rose and tightened around him.
Quickly, he learned to reciprocate and match her kiss, stroking his own tongue deep inside her mouth.
It was like mating, he thought.It was as close to the act of mating they could get to in that moment.And as he slid his ridged tongue against her own, exploring her taste and warmth, he felt her hips begin to move.
“Luxiva,” he rasped, his tone bordering on desperation, as he broke away.She moaned, pulling his head back.
His fingers clenched into her hips, the tips of his claws pricking her skin before he remembered himself.He was torn between holding her hips still or guiding her to grind into his abdomenharder.
“Vrax,” he cursed, feeling his body begin to grow, his muscles bulging.
Luxirians drew strength from sexual energy, from arousal and the act of release.They grew stronger from it, literally.And he was beginning to feel those effects.Sex had the ability to triple a Luxirian’s strength.There was a reason why they were the most feared warriors in the Four Quadrants.
“Vikan,” she moaned between them, her breaths coming out fast.“God, why do you taste so good?”
Because they were made for each other, he couldn’t help but think.Because no other would ever be more compatible for either of them, ever again.
Her tantalizing tongue licked and delved and drove him to madness.And when she sucked on it, drawing his tongue between her lips?He felt even more pre-cum push from the tip of his cock, readying his body to mate his female.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, her hips rotating against him, when he was forced to pull back once again.
“Female,” he growled, his breaths ragged.He was coming undone, that thread of control unraveling.“I am on the edge.I cannot—”
And then she did the unthinkable.As if of her own instinct, she grabbed his straightened, hard horns, her fists wrapping around their base, and forcefully dragged his lips back to her.She couldn’t possibly know that she might as well have grabbed his cock, that a Luxirian’s horns were as sensitive when aroused.
Vikan snarled, breaking, and that thin, fraying thread of control snapping.
He would not mate her, but by the time he was finished with his female, he would know her body as intimately as if he had.
Taylor moaned, drunk on lust and the intensity of their attraction, and when he tugged her hips down, the head of his cock slipped over the folds of her cunt.
“Oh my God,” she breathed against him before nibbling on his bottom lip.“Yes, Vikan.”
He could not do what he wanted to her body in the middle of theLopitaxsea, so he quickly started for shore, somehow able to keep their lips connected the entire way.Her grip tightened on his horns.It was intensely pleasurable and intensely intimate.
When he reached shore and dragged their bodies from the ocean, her legs tightened around him like a vice, her lush, full breasts bobbing against his chest.
His mouth watered,needingto suckle them.
He left their clothes lying on the shore, knowing that, with what he had planned for her, she wouldn’t need her tunic.He would remember to retrieve them in the morning.
But right then, he had his female to pleasure.Andnothingwould distract him.
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Things had escalated quickly, Taylor realized the moment Vikan laid her back onto the smooth floor of their cave.
She blinked, her lips parted, her body flushed, intense arousal and desire and need coursing through her, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.
