Page 21 of Tarak's Torment


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I shot my eyes upward and found Tarak’s cheeks had turned a very dark blue. He was still holding the soap and swallowed hard before suggesting, “If you remove your coverings, I can wash you.”

Wash me? Oh god, why did that sound so sexy?He doesn’t like you like that. He only wants to keep you safe.

“Right.” I removed my shorts and underwear first. My bottom half was covered by the water so it wasn’t as big of a deal. My top half however…He just wants to protect you. I repeated to myself. He hadn’t shown any signs that he wanted more. So I took a deep breath and pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it into the grass next to Tarak’s clothes. Then I unclasped my bra that I’d fallen asleep in the night I was abducted and tossed it aside too.

Tarak looked me up and down and swallowed hard. Maybe hedidwant to be more than friends…

Tarak

Had any female ever been so perfect in all of existence? Gab-bae’s body was full of soft curves. Her breasts were much larger than a Sirret female’s as well. I had to clench my fists to stop myself from reaching out to touch them. I longed to see if they felt as soft as they looked.

Never did I think I’d stand in the presence of a naked female, and now here I was standing before the most beautiful female to ever walk Valo Prime.

I felt my cock stiffen and quickly walked behind Gab-bae to hide how affected I was by her body. I did not wish to make her uncomfortable, and more than anything I did not wish for her to put her clothes back on.

“I will wash your back first.” My voice was more gruff than I’d meant for it to be, but it could not be helped. I hoped that if I started at her back, by the time I got to her front my cock would be back under my control.

I dipped the soap under the water and lathered it in my hands. Then I pressed the cream-colored disc to Gab-bae’s warm brown skin. The moment my fingers touched her back my entire body felt tingly and the base of my horns began to itch. I did my best to ignore the sensation and continued to wash the beautiful female before me.

“Mmm that feels good,” she commented and I puffed my chest out with pride.

I should hurry to cover Gab-bae’s scent so no predators could smell her, but instead I took my time and thought about how I’d much rather cover Gab-bae in my scent than the soap’s. I wanted to hear her sweet moans as I pleasured her and see her soft smile once she was satisfied.

I was so lost in thought that I hadn’t realized I had come around to her front with my cock even stiffer than before.

Gab-bae glanced down at my unruly shaft and then quickly shifted her eyes back up to me.

“My apologies, Gab-bae. It has been a long time since my cock has risen. I’ve never touched anyone or anything as soft or as beautiful as you.”

“Really?”

I nodded my head. “I would not lie to you, Gab-bae. I would suffer death before I’d let a single false word pass my lips in your presence. This world is harsh and the creatures are brutal, but you…” I reached out and trailed a finger from her collarbone to her breast. “Every part of you is soft, and lovely, and full of joy.”

Her breath hitched as I touched the dark tip of her breast and I pulled my hand away. I didn’t mean to touch a sensitive area without her permission.

“Thank you for the compliment. May I?” She held out her hand for the soap and I offered it to her.

She brought the soap to my abdomen and worked her way up to my chest. Her touch was intoxicating. I never wanted her hands to leave my skin.

She stepped closer to reach the top of my chest and her hip brushed against my hard cock and I hissed out a breath.

“Oh, sorry,” Gab-bae gave me a bashful look and I wanted nothing more than to tell her to never apologize for touching me. Her touch was like a salve on a wound I didn’t even know I had. But I kept my mouth shut. I was an outcast, cursed by thegoddess. Gab-bae might be impressed by my shifting, but she deserved someone who was goddess blessed, not cursed, not me.

I grunted in response and Gab-bae moved to my backside. Her smooth steady strokes along my back had nearly lulled me into a daze when she brushed the soap along the base of my tail, causing me to pitch forward and nearly fall over.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you?” There was true concern in her voice.

I shook my head. “Sensitive,” I rasped out.

“Oh…” she looked confused and furrowed her eyebrows. “Oh!” The meaning of my words dawned on her.

“I’ll do my best to avoid that area,” she resolved and moved to my back again.

“You can touch me anywhere you like.” My confession spilled out of my mouth before I could even think about what I was saying.

“Ok,” there was a lightness in her voice. “I’ll keep that in mind.” I wished I could see her face. The lightness in her voice hinted at a smile that I very much wanted to see with my own eyes.

“Tarak, I didn’t see any females my age or younger in your dekes. Is there a reason your dekes is mostly males?”