Khiva rumbled his appreciation in purring trills.
The night was only beginning and he still had much he wanted to show her.
Chapter Seven
Holy hell, Eve thought desperately as Khiva leaned forward.
“Ohhh,” she moaned softly when she felt his warm lips wrap around her sensitive nipple, his slick tongue following. “Oh.”
Her sex was absolutelydrippingby this point. She had been more aroused than she’d ever been in her entire life before they’d even startedkissing, something she feared she might grow addicted to when it came to Khiva.
He was a phenomenal kisser and even though she’d been self-conscious at first as she tried to learn how to move her lips…Eve felt pretty good about it eventually.
But this…
Eve licked her reddened lips, her eyelids fluttering closed. She’d never felt this before…a male kissing her breasts. She never imagined that her nipples could be sosensitivefrom it, but every lap and suckle of Khiva’s tongue against her made her back arch and her pussy clench.
Her hips began to rock against him, her body instinctively seeking what she knew he could give her. Khiva groaned when she brushed against his cock, pressing into her more firmly.
“Khiva,” she whimpered,needingsomething. Her body felt like it was coiled tight, ready to spring with energy.
She just needed to getthere, wherevertherewas.
Khiva bit out something that sounded like a rough curse and suddenly, he stood, taking her with him. It was only a few steps to the bed and he laid her down among the plush blankets and smooth sheets. Eve expected nerves to hit her, but all she felt was desire and the need to orgasm. She was so desperate that she was reconsidering her decision to not have sex with him that night.
But no, she knew she would wait. If no other reason than it would give her another excuse to visit him again.
When Khiva straightened at the foot of the bed, he seemed even more massive, towering over her, blocking out the light from the fire. With sure, quick hands, he helped her wiggle out of her dress until she was lying on the bed in just her underwear and nothing else.
It boggled her mind how quickly things had progressed, but it didn’t feel unnatural. It amazed her how much Khiva made her feel comfortable and desirable.
Then again, isn’t that what he has to do for his clients? a little voice whispered in the back of her head. He was one of the Krave, after all.
She cut off her thoughts again, not going there, especially when she saw him glance over her exposed body, that purring trill rising in his chest.
Eve couldn’t help but wonder if he was attracted to her body. Everton women, as he’d hinted at earlier, tended to be slimmer and less curvy, desiring the bodies that looked elegant and beautiful in the latest fashions. Eve had never been altered in her entire life, though it was as normal as eating, especially among the wealthier circles.
Her breasts were natural, as were her hips and thighs. And while she liked her body—though it had taken a long time to—Eve knew she didn’t fit into the standard ‘Everton mold.’
And she was okay with that.
When Khiva’s hand came to the band of his loose black pants, however, all thoughts went flying out of her head. And when he pushed that band down until his pants pooled at his feet on the Old Earth carpeted floor, Eve’s breath whooshed out of her in a quick rush.
She’d seen erotic films. Of course, she had. She had always been curious about sex, so she was no stranger to all the—ahem—working parts. However, she was quickly realizing that Keriv’i males and human men were vastly different in that department and it suddenly became clear why so many human women visited the Krave.
His cock was just as massive in comparison with his body, so much so that Eve wondered how it would even be possibly for him to take her virginity. The head of his cock was bulbous, more round than mushroom-shaped, and had the same grey and black patches as his skin. A small slit at the very tip was wet with a clear fluid, what she assumed was pre-cum.
Thick and wide, his cock was so big that Eve knew she wouldn’t be able to wrap her hand all the way around.
Khiva approached, crawling over the bed until he was hovering over her. Eve’s wide eyes flickered up to him before glancing back down between them, staring at his pulsing cock that was just inches away from her belly.
“You look frightened,leeldra,” he rasped.
“I, um,” she tried, but her voice failed her. Then he dipped his head, his mouth finding her nipple again before he suckledhard. Eve gasped, her back rising off the bed, her sex clenching with need. Though her head swam with pleasure, she tried again, “I don’t think you’ll fit when we eventually have sex.”
Khiva purred in a way that sounded like an amused laugh, the sound completely non-human. “We will need to go slow,pax,and prepare you properly. But do not fear that, female. You will be able to take me well.”
Why did that sound so sexy when he said it?
