His balls became heavier, tighter, even though she’d barely started.With each word, each action she ensnared him deeper, battering down every one of his objections.As he watched, she slid her finger over her clit, the move grazing his shaft and one taut ball.Such a joy to watch.She bore no pretense, just open joy and curiosity, a love of life.Given her story of her father, that dumbfounded him.She’d blossomed in spite of her odious parent.
Another nudge of her finger over his shaft shifted his attention, and the swivel of her hips almost did him in.“Do that again.Please,” he added before she could remind him of his manners.
“Not yet.I’m enjoying the slow build.”
“I’ve created a monster.”
Her giggle held pure enjoyment, and he decided waiting wouldn’t kill him.Instead, he watched her smile, the curve of her breasts and the lazy up-and-down movement as she rode him.Phrull, she was a vision.
He relaxed as much as he could and let the sensations frisk his body as they willed.The layers built one on top of another, thick pleasure in a mind-blowing stack.His cock became sensitive, so sensitive he thought he would detonate.
“I want to hold on to this feeling,” Gwen blurted.“The way I feel now.”
He wanted that too.
“But I can’t,” she wailed and came hard.
Ellard squeezed his eyes shut and exploded, the spasms continuing for long moments, each ripple of her flesh, igniting a twitch from his cock.
She drew in a sharp breath and fell forward until she lay on his chest, not even flinching at the renewed flutter of wings in the treetops above.“Amazing.”
“Yes.”A picture of his future, one with Gwen, flashed through his mind.Phrull, he couldn’t think of anything he’d like more.
“Do we have other positions we can try?”
“I’m sure we can come up with a few.”Ellard smiled.“I need a rest though.”
Gwen yawned.“Me too.”She drew back and parted their clammy bodies.“That was amaz— Who the hell are you?”
Ellard bolted upright to stare in the direction Gwen indicated.Two pale waifs stared back, their long, straight hair and faces as white as their garments.
“How long have you been there?”Gwen demanded.“Did you watch us?”
Chapter 10
“We…wedidn’tmeantopeep.Not peepers.Cold,” the male said.
“Hungry,” the woman added.“So hungry.”
“Who are you?”Gwen asked again, this time consciously lowering her voice since they were both shivering and looked as if a strong wind would blow them over if they didn’t topple under their own steam first.She reached for her trews and her bra and scrambled into her clothes while keeping an eye on the couple.
“Sheera,” the young woman whispered, the glacier-blue of her pupils a mere pinprick.
“Leeam,” the man replied, tucking his arm around the woman’s trembling shoulders.
“You don’t resemble your depictions.”Ellard, as a feline, didn’t mind others seeing him in his naked form.
“We require food to look that way,” Sheera said.“Thank you for gifting us with your sexual energy.We thought we might die.So sorry we peeped.We don’t normally do that.Against the rules.”
“Our faces remain the same, but we change our hair, clothes, and accessories as the mood suits.”Leeam gave a shrug, but it held little oomph.“It’s fun.”
A flash of heat flooded Gweneth’s cheeks, and she had to restrain herself from rubbing at her embarrassment.This couple, and they didn’t seem very old, had spied on her and Ellard.While she was glad they’d provided food, getting past the voyeur part was more difficult.“I can’t believe you spied on us.”
“We followed you from the plants,” Leeam said.“You are our best hope of escape.”
“Why couldn’t you return home?”Ellard asked.“Your uncle is worried.Everyone is searching for you.”
Sheera bit her lip while Leeam hung his head.“We didn’t mean to cause trouble.We wanted to collect some special stones so we could give them to the dragons to make into a ring for us.We’ve been here before with our families.We come during the hot weather and have a picnic.It’s not difficult to flash from home to here and return.”
