His eyes were on her the entire time and not a moment later, he threw back his head, the tendons in his neck straining as he bellowed through his release. Jets of clear cum arched from his tip and landed all over her belly. One pump arched all the way to her breasts, so hot that she gasped.
Then that strange warmth began to build the longer his cum coated her skin. Her clit fluttered and Eve bit her lip, suppressing a breathy moan. And Khiva took his sweet time cleaning her off with the soft material of his shirt that he’d dropped by the bed.
After he wiped her off, paying extra attention to her breasts with a gleam in his gaze, he pulled her to him and found her lips. Eve sighed into his kiss and let herself enjoy it for longer than she probably should.
Eventually, however, she forced herself to pull away, unable to quite meet his eyes. When he tilted her chin up to search her gaze, he murmured, “You are being shy again,leeldra.”
Her chest clenched when she recognized the warm tone, knowing that he was teasing her, though his expression hadn’t changed.
“Am I?”
He made a sound in the back of his throat. “Pax. You know you are being shy. Even after all I have done to you.” Even though she felt dread at the thought of saying goodbye to him, she couldn’t help but give him a small smile. He purred, “All the places I have kissed you and touched you. I have your taste and scent burned into my memory and I will revisit you there if you are not with me.”
Eve flushed and swallowed, feeling her belly flutter. What was the Old Earth saying? Giving her butterflies? Well, Everton released hundreds and hundreds of butterflies into the colony every year to keep the population up. Eve felt, at that moment, that all of those butterflies were inside her.
When Eve had first thought to come to Madame Allegria’s for the sole purpose of having her first sexual experience without the fear of rejection or fumbling awkwardness, she’d never expected someone like Khiva. While she’d only known him for a short while, he’d been nothing but kind to her and understanding. He’d made her feel beautiful and comfortable, which was rare in itself. She liked the way her bones went buttery whenever he touched her and the way she got tingles at the nape of her neck whenever he kissed her.
She hadn’t expected that she’d start to havefeelingsfor her Krave. Eve liked to think she was mature enough and old enough not to develop a romantic attachment to the first male who took her virginity.
Yet there she was.
“I should go,” she whispered, swallowing the lump in her throat, effectively cutting through the softness of the moment like a dull blade. Khiva stilled, but his expression remained the same and Eve felt the need to tell him, “Valerie said all the, uh, clients were to leave before eight.”
Khiva’s arms were tense as he tilted his head down slightly, his version of a nod. “Do you wish to bathe first before you leave?”
Swallowing, Eve’s eyes cut to the ajar washroom door, remembering their bath the night before and the way she’d thrashed in his arms as she came.
“No, I’ll be fine until I get home,” she said. She didn’t want to leave and yet she couldn’t wait to go, to flee, just like she always did when something scared her.
Khiva rolled off her and stood from the bed. It still seemed so strange to see him in daylight and Eve couldn’t help but wonder if she looked different too, in the morning. Somehow he seemed more real to her.
Slowly, she swung her legs over the side of the bed, silencing a small wince when her inner muscles pinched, and pushed up to stand. Khiva retrieved her dress, just like the last time, and helped her put it on and fasten the buttons. The dreamy indigo-colored silk felt too rough on her sensitive skin. Was it truly just last night that she’d put it on in anticipation of seeing him again? That seemed like days ago.
Khiva was still naked as he stood at her back and he brushed her hair aside to secure the tie between her shoulder blades.
Eve gasped when his teeth suddenly sank into where her shoulder met her neck, his hands gripping her hips from behind. Not a hard bite, but hard enough to get her attention. Another burst of arousal made her knees tremble, surprising her, but the action was just so…male. So dominant. And she felt her body helplessly responding to it.
“Will I see you again,leeldra?” he asked, his voice quieter, softer, than she’d ever heard it.
Eve cast her eyes downwards. “I…I don’t know,” she answered truthfully. This second visit had eaten up more savings than she was comfortable with from her shop job. Years of savings…just gone.
She had her inheritance, but she’d said from the beginning that she wouldn’t use it to visit Madame Allegria’s brothel.
But now…
Eve didn’t know. So much seemed to have changed in such a short amount of time.
Khiva didn’t say anything to try to convince her otherwise, which she was slightly disappointed by though she had no reason to be. He was quiet as he gently turned her in his arms and gave her one last kiss, clutching at the nape of her neck as her hands gripped his shoulders.
She savored it as long as she could, thinking in the back of her mind that it was likely the last kiss.
All too soon, it was over.
Khiva walked her slowly to the door and opened it, waiting. She squeezed his wrist as she passed.
“Goodbye, Khiva,” she said, a lump in her throat. She gave him a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
He tilted his head forward, that swirling gaze on her though she couldn’t read him.
