I picked up Kayla from the floor and set her on my lap. I held her as if she were the sun itself, piercing through my darkest hour.
She held me in return for and for a long moment we were silent, embracing the moment as much as we embraced each other.
“Come on, lay down with me.” She slid off my lap and onto the bed.
My heart skipped a beat as I saw her lying before me. She was so beautiful with her braided hair draped on the pillow.
I laid down next to her, my face just inches from hers. She ran her fingers through my thick tendrils in a comforting gesture and I wrapped my tail around her leg to remind myself this was all real.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you are?” she asked and I couldn’t hold back the watery laugh that escaped me.
“No,” I chuckled.
“I especially like how your hair turns a greenish blue when you shift.”
“Really?” I had never considered my shifter form to be attractive. It wasn’t until I’d seen Gab-bae’s reaction to Tarak’s shifted form that I even considered we might be anything other than an abomination.
“I think you’re beautiful.” I ran my knuckles along her cheek, enjoying her soft skin against mine. “My beautiful luna moth.”
Kayla rolled her eyes at me out of habit, but then she gave me a pleased smile. “Why do you call methat?”
“Luna moths are soft like you,” I emphasized my point by running my hand up and down her arm. “And they're pretty like you.” I tapped her cute nose. “And they’re survivors like you are.”
“I’ll accept that as a nickname, I guess,” she smiled her approval. “I’ll be your luna moth and you can be my tree, patient and strong as the forest itself.”
“I’ll be your tree,” I whispered back.
Our lips were so close now, just a hair of distance between us, between what could be the end of this moment or our first kiss.
Kayla’s eyes watched my lips, and I swallowed hard. “I want to kiss you.”
“Kiss me then,” she breathed, and so I did.
Our lips met in a delicate embrace. Her warmth infused with my skin and left me tingling from head to toe. I don’t know what I had anticipated, but I don’t think I could have dreamed up how amazing Kayla’s soft lips would feel against mine.
I wanted more. She had called me her patient tree, but at the moment, I was feeling greedy. I dipped my head again and met her lips with mine. A soft moan escaped her, causing my cock to rise.
I wrapped my arms around her and pressed her body to mine. I wanted to feel her. I wanted every inch of my body to drink in every inch of hers.
She teased the seam of my mouth with her tongue and I opened for her, and when her tongue reached mine, I moaned with approval.
My hips twitched against hers and I gasped withhow good it felt to rub my hard aching cock against my Kayla, my luna moth.
Kayla took advantage of my open mouth and sucked on my bottom lip. My hips twitched again, but this time it was Kayla who moaned. Had I rubbed against her clit? Tarak’s lecture on how to pleasure a human female flooded my mind. Breasts, clit, g-spot. Those were the keys to bringing her pleasure.
Breasts. I inched my hand up her torso, but lost all train of thought when Kayla’s lips pressed against mine once again. How was I supposed to bring her pleasure when I was so overwhelmed with it myself? She was amazing and thoughts of her body pressed against mine were all-encompassing.
I tried a new tactic. I pulled away from her and let my lips graze against the column of her neck. Kayla shuddered in my arms.
“Good?” I asked. I honestly wasn’t sure. Was that a shudder of pleasure or distaste?
“Good,” she confirmed as she tilted her head, giving me even easier access to her neck.
“Good,” I grunted and descended on her again.
I pressed my lips against her skin and kissed my way down her neck. All the while, my hand ascended up her body, under her shirt until I was rewarded with the soft warmth of her breast.
I dragged my thumb along the lower half and she squirmed against me.
