Khiva carried her over to the armchair she’d first seen him in earlier that evening, like he knew that immediately going to the bed might give her pause. He held her easily in his arms, like she weighed nothing, and Eve shamelessly inhaled his spicy scent. It wrapped around her brain and muddled it, like she’d had a couple glasses of Everton’s berry wine.
The armchair was leather and a dark, worn cognac color. Khiva sat and then pulled her across his lap until she was straddling his waist, her silk dress bunching across her widened thighs. He maneuvered her with ease, just more evidence of his strength…or perhaps his familiarity with this position.
She didn’t want to think about that, or how many women he’d had on his lap that way. Instead, she watched the way his gaze flickered over her body, the way he grew comfortable in the chair and leaned back, his fingers making lazy circles where they held her hips in place.
Between them, his cock was hard not to notice, bulging and tenting the material of his loose pants. When he noticed her gaze, his lips twitched and he reached down to adjust himself. Eve’s lips parted, finding his nonchalance about his erection incredibly…sexy.
Her mind went blank when he guided his hands up her body, from her hips to her waist. His eyes darted from the slow progression of his hands to her eyes and back again. And Eve watched the utter focus and intensity on his alien features, which were already becoming so familiar to her.
“You are an innocent in sex,” he suddenly murmured, pressing her closer, straining her dress, “but have you pleasured yourself? You must have.”
His question caught her off guard. “Y-yes, I have.”
Khiva made a sound in the back of his throat, the pleased one she felt all the way to her sex. “And what is it like when you cum?”
Eve sucked in a breath. “I…” His hands glided over the sides of her breasts before making their way around her back. “I—it feels good. Don’t all orgasms?”
His pupils flared and his fingers played with the hooks at the back of her dress.
“When we have sex, it will not be just ‘good.’”
Evealmostwhimpered at that.
When…notif.
As if he was confident that she would return to him after that night…or he was confident that she would give into himthatnight.
“It’s true then?” she couldn’t help but whisper.
His fingers flicked open the top hook at the back of her dress and then he watched her, seeing how she’d respond. Whatever he found seemed to satisfy him because he flicked the next one open.
“About the Keriv’i?” he questioned softly. His lips tightened briefly. “The Krave, I mean.”
Eve couldn’t help but say, in his language, “Pax.”
His fingers stilled and his chest grew as he dragged in a deep breath. His eyes flickered down to her lips and then he popped open the next hook down. And the next. And the next, much more quickly than before.
Her belly tightened with every one.
His voice was deeper and rougher when he answered, “Our cum, ourteela, creates pleasure,pax. There are other species known to have similar…attributes. But the Keriv’i’steelaworks across many species. Humans included.”
Eve licked her bottom lip. “And as long as it’s inside…”
“You will be cumming,” he rasped, working on the last hook of her dress, which he undid easily. “How long do you think you could orgasm?”
Her head spun and she answered, “I don’t know.”
“We will find out,” he purred. Then he added, “Not this night, but when you are ready.”
Slowly, he pushed her dress off her shoulders until it pooled around her lower waist. The bra she was wearing was made of black lace, her prettiest one, and even though the room was warm from the fire and the heat of Khiva’s body, she shivered. She still had her bra on and her dress was still covering half her body, but it was the most naked she’d ever been with a male.
“Or I could give you a taste later if you wish,” he suddenly growled, his hands spanning the expanse of her bared back.
“W-what do you mean?”
“It depends how far you want this night to go, Evelyn,” he told her. “I can pleasure you without sexual intercourse. While theteelais most potent within the body, it still creates pleasure if it is not.”
While she didn’t feel bad about backing out on the sex that night, erotic curiosity plagued her. She realized that she wanted to ease into her sexual education and just the fact that she was straddling this attractive male’s hips and he had her dress half-off, murmuring to her about orgasms…well, it was already big step in the right direction.
