Before she got to that point, he released her, eliciting a frustrated moan from deep in her chest.
“Tease,” she accused, breathless, her chest heaving.
That crooked dark little grin almost melted her.
Then, without saying a word, he slid down her body in one quick motion and before she knew it, he was settled between her thighs, gripping her calves and pulling her legs open wider. So he could seeallof her.
Lainey hardly had time to blink beforehe was there.
A cry of pleasure was ripped from her throat when he buried his face between her legs, that ridged tongue coming out to lap at her delicate folds.
He groaned and rasped, “Fates,your taste, luxiva!”
Lainey couldn’t speak. She couldn’t even think as he returned to her, licking and lapping at her entrance, delving his tongue deep inside her, making her pussy pound and throb in arousal.
Then he discovered her clit.
And the moment her hips hitched in response, a strangled cry erupting from her, Kirov was relentless. Lainey couldfeelhim learning what she liked. Every swipe of his tongue, every little gentle suckle over her clit, he was cataloging her responses and filing them away in his big ol’ genius mind.
That knowledge should scare her. That he alone would know every way to drive her crazy, but Lainey couldn’t bring herself to care, especially not right then.
“Kirov,” she groaned, her hands fisting into the blue moss underneath her, her legs beginning to squirm as her orgasm approached. It was going to be a big one. She could feel it as her breathing changed, as her abdomen dipped and heaved, and her legs tensed around his head.
“Cum for me,luxiva,” he growled. “Let me see you cum for me.”
God, she loved it when he talked dirty to her.
Lainey looked up at the night sky above her, her eyes wide, hovering on the edge. There was a silver halo around the almost-full moon.
Then her gaze went to him, eating her out with enthusiasm and a skill that should make her jealous of females that came before her. Who had taught him this? He was looking up at her, those blue eyes locked on her and Lainey shivered.
Then she saw his hand shift, going down to his cock. A moment later, she saw his forearm flex in a jerky, albeit rhythmic, motion.
Lainey let out a cry, the knowledge that he was pleasuring himself, stroking that magnificent, thick cock, as he licked her was too much. It sent her over the edge.
Her orgasm hit her, making her back arch, lifting her hips off the moss. But Kirov stayed with her, growling into her pussy as her cream met his tongue and he lapped up every last drop.
She couldn’t breathe, as punishing waves of pleasure drove into her, pounding every part of her body.
Lainey didn’t know how long it went on, but the next thing she knew, Kirov was bellowing between her thighs and rocking his hips, fucking the air, as jets of cum landed on the blue moss below her.
Then Lainey crashed, panting, her whole body going limp, her pussy continuing to pulse with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She eventually had to push Kirov away because she grew too sensitive. Instead, he turned his head and kissed the inside of her thighs, dragging his tongue over the flesh there, before nuzzling his horns into her.
Lainey laid there, trying to catch her breath, trying to process what just happened. But she knew that he’d just given her the best goddamn orgasm of her life.
As it died down, panic replaced pleasure and churned in her belly.
She felt…vulnerable. This was what she’d been afraid of. And Kirov peppering her skin with kisses and purring deep in his chest, acting like she’d just pleased him immensely, made her heart soften when it needed to harden.
This was bad, bad, bad. Because she was already catching feelings for him like butterflies in a net and she was afraid that if it continued like this, if he talked to her softly about music and deliberately pushed her when he knew she was being stubborn and gave her mind-blowing orgasms that made her fly into freaking orbit…she could fall in love with him. Shewouldfall in love with him.
She might have already started the descent.
And that scared the living daylights out of her.
When she pushed up from her position, he looked up at her. He was still sprawled on his stomach between her thighs, still fully clothed. He stilled when he saw her expression and slowly, and gracefully, sat up.
