Her whole body was deep in scarlet. She could tell him the medical answer. He smelled her rise in testosterone, oestradiol, oxytocin, and beta-endorphins, but she knew as well as he did the answer he was looking for. Besides, there was nothing less sexy than bringing technical medicine into the bedroom. Reluctantly, or perhaps eagerly, she couldn’t tell anymore,Eleri turned back toward S’samph.
“I’m attracted to you, S’samph. That’s what you’re smelling. My arousal.”
“I know.” His frill flared high in a gesture she could only interpret as him being pleased with himself. Eleri rolled her eyes. She felt the end of his tail curl around her left ankle.
“You knew?”
“I guessed. But I required confirmation.” He ran a cautious hand down the side of her face. “You are injured, so I would not expect any sexual performance from you, but I would offer you pleasure if you desire me.”
“You’re also still injured,” she pointed out.
“You cleared me for work. Or did you forget?” The tip of his tail moved higher, snaking around her bare thigh.
“I should never have said anything,” she let out the ridiculous laugh she’d been stifling.
“But you did.”
Eleri’s mirth turned to something warmer, something that stirred deep in her belly as she pressed herself forward against his firm body. S’samph drew her closer still, grazing a hand down her spine. The tip of his tail crept higher up still, and Eleri drew in a sharp breath. Emboldened by the race of her heartbeat, she reached downwards, not entirely sure what she might find under the clasp of his pants. Not that she was a stranger to anyone’s anatomy, but it felt entirely different outside a clinical context. The two nodes of his erection were impossible to miss.
“It is different than human male anatomy.” S’samph’s voice was low. “I apologize if it does not please you.”
Eleri swallowed hard, not entirely sure how to verbalize that her feelings were the exact opposite of displeased. But where words failed, she would have to rely on action. “I’m not. Displeased I mean.” She let her fingers explore downward, and S’samph shifted to slide out of his pants. The skin of his hemipenis was warm under her hands.
“Eleri, if you continue with that I won’t be able to restrain myself,” he rasped.
“I did clear you for work, didn’t I?” she murmured back. S’samph let out a sound like a hiss, and she felt his grip on her tighten.
“Then this will need to come off,” he pulled the long shirt she wore for sleeping up over her head, careful to avoid her injured scalp, then leaned in closer to her, the tip of his tongue inhaling the scent near her collar bones. “This too.” His tail closed the final juncture between herthigh and her entrance, sliding past the thin barrier of her panties and hooking them downward. With nothing but air between them, S’samph pulled Eleri closer still tracing the wetness between her legs until she gasped.
Eleri’s hands grasped high around his broad shoulders as he brought her to swift orgasm. With unexpected precision, he flipped her over, placing her flat on the bed. “We will have to join twice,” he gestured to each one of his nodes. “Your anatomy can’t accommodate both at once."
She laughed and propped herself up on her elbows. “It sounds like you did your research.”
“It was important research.” He pushed her back with a firm hand and ran the tip of one of his claws down the curve of her neck. Then he pressed himself forward, positioning his left side first. Eleri sucked in a sharp breath as he filled her with his girth. She reached to clasp her hands around his neck, and he lifted her off the bed to move deeper inside. Another orgasm rippled into her as he came, sending a shockwave of vibration through them both. Breathing hard, he pulled back from her.
"You are well enough to go again?” he asked, voice low.
“Just as long as there isn’t a third you’re hiding somewhere.”
S’samph regarded her with mock seriousness, and his frill rippled with amusement. “My tail does not require recovery time. I can give you pleasure as many times as you wish.”
“Some of us have to work in the morning.”
“You took the morning off.”
“You’re right. I almost forgot,” Eleri sighed contentedly as the realities of the world fell away around them, leaving only them and the atmosphere between.
CHAPTER 23
S’Samph
S’samph woke with Eleri curled around him. It seemed a vulnerable choice to keep yourself so close to another while sleeping, but he wouldn’t want her anywhere else. He smoothed the tangled scrub of hair away from her face. A latil’e female wouldn’t allow him to be so forward with his physical affection, but human females seemed to encourage the behavior, at least based on his experience with Eleri. She made a soft sound as she rolled over to face him, and her pale blue eyes were unfocused with slow awakening.
“What time is it?” She asked.
“It is early. Are you still worried about your clinic hours?” He returned her question with one of his own. Although he admired her diligence, S’samph wished she would learn to prioritize her own needs.
“People don’t stop getting sick or injured just because I’d rather stay in bed.” Eleri reached over to move her hair away from her face again, as it seemed insistent on flopping in all directions since she cut it short. S’samph placed a gentle hand on her head where some of her fur was missing.
