“All I have to do is beg, you mean,” she replied, shaking her head, a shuddering sigh escaping her when she added another finger, stretching her sex. Jaxor was so close, he saw the way her fingers came away slick before she plunged them back in. He felt something he hadn’t felt over the past few spans…that crazed, mind-numbing feeling. She’d kept him calm, hadn’t she? But not right now. He felt it rising with his Instinct. “Maybeyoushould beg, Jaxor.”
She pulled her fingers from her sex. They were glistening with her arousal and Jaxor’s lips were around them before she had a chance to pull them away.
He groaned when she gasped. He was right on the edge of orgasm. He feared tasting her would send him over the edge before she found her own pleasure.
Maybe he would give in, after all.
He shook his head, trying to clear some of the fog. That crazed feeling was growing. A part of him worried that if it grew too much, he would leap from the springs, turn her over, and fuck her like some wild beast. He would only be calmed by her moans and cries echoing in the cave, from her cunt squeezing him tight.
Vrax!
Her fingers, now slick from his tongue, went to her clit. He let out a guttural, rough sound, his jaw clenching so hard he was surprised he didn’t break bone and teeth.
His seed was rising in his shaft. He would shame himself because he desired her so much.
With a soft groan, he batted away her hand, deciding to give in to her because if he did not, he would lose his fucking mind.
Erin’s cry of pleasure, of victory, reverberated in his ears as he suckled on her clit, tasting her heat and musk and need.
“Oh God,” she choked out before her hips bucked. In a wordless cry, her back arched, her fist squeezed on his horns, and she began to orgasm on his tongue.
It set into motion his own orgasm, blinding pricks of pleasure making his cock spasm underneath the water. He roared into her flesh as she gasped helplessly. Over and over again, he pumped his seed into the water. Even when hisvarxwere empty of it, his body still jerked.
His wicked, wickedrixellawas descending from her own orgasm, little shivers racking her.
Jaxor’s forehead dropped to rest on her inner thigh, still scenting her arousal. His chest heaved. He closed his eyes, wondering if he’d ever known this kind of pleasure before her.
He feared he wouldn’t be able to live without it now.
Withouther.
Chapter Twenty-One
Erin blinked up at the dark ceiling of the cave, watching as the light from the lantern danced across, producing interesting shadows and patterns on the stone.
One of Jaxor’s stiffened horns was pressing into the soft flesh of her belly. A stray thought came to her. That he could move the wrong way and cut her deeply. It only served to remind her of how different they were.
She swallowed, knowing she should be frightened, but she couldn’t bring herself to be.
He hadn’t moved from his position. She felt his breath fanning out along her inner thigh and though she’d just had the orgasm of the century, she felt her body impossibly readying formore.
Her friends had told her about this. This insatiable, drivingneed. A couple nights back, when they’d been dry humping each other like teenagers, that had only been like jiggling the handle of a door better kept locked.
Now?
It was like the floodgates had opened.Burstopen, blowing that door off the hinges. They hadn’t had sex, but anticipation was making her shiver. What would it be like if he wasinsideher? Filling her, stretching her? Feeling his seed inside?
What is wrong with me?she questioned, her face beginning to flush from the thought.
The realization of what they’d just done was slowly rebooting her mind. He’d been different that night. He’d beenopento her, open to possibility. But what did it mean?
Erin cleared her throat. Her hand was still wrapped around one of his horns and she slowly released it.
Whenever Erin had done something stupid, or something out of her control, her motto had always been:it happened…move on.
Only, Erin wasn’t so sure shewantedto move on. What if she let this play out? What if she explored this with him?
Jaxor moved, slowly lifting his head to peer up at her. His eyes were so dark they appeared black, his pupils blown wide.
