A tremor went through him, the impact of her words going deep. She saw them take over, submerge into his eyes. Focused on her, he began to lick again. Flicks of that black tongue against her skin, as he licked up the mess of moisture she'd been leaking.
It should be disgusting, but she spread her legs wider, offered more—offered everything. He gladly took. Cleaning one side, then the other, then back between. Her moan of relief escaped her in a drawn-out, noisy sigh, watching, while his delight was so deep his extra eyelids flickered and shuttered.
He licked, tasted, and feasted. He unmasked her, uncovered her, laid her bare and she let him. Trusted him like this, to do this for her. The pleasure was secondary to the ownership in it. He drew up all her fluid that he could, at last deciding to focus on the wanting, hungry bit of flesh that had been waiting for him all along.
Spreading her open with his fingers he looked at her, Urkuri murmured reverent words into her damp, parted folds. Using his black tongue like his finger, he began to tap.
Corrin had been on her elbows, watching him, but now she flopped back. Oh moons. So good. How would she survive it?
"Eyes on Urku-ri, Corrin," he commanded again, stopping.
Waiting.
Not that. Anything but that. "Need you."
"Need Corrin eyes."
"But it's too much," she complained.
"Corrin can."
He waited. Holding her hips imprisoned, her legs folded over his arms, his shoulders a giant wedge.
She pulled at the bedding furs, shoving them under her head, trying to find support. Growling at him.
He chuffed a laugh. Waited until he had what he wanted, had to go back and lick up the slick that had come out of her in a steady stream.
"I see you," she said in pleasure. "Undroo-orki-ur-Urkuri. See you." She repeated the sounds, knowing even if she garbled them, that saying them was like laying her hand on his heart.
Because she did see him.
He tapped delight into her flesh until she couldn't think. Everything centered there. Then ripples of pleasure were bursting over her, expanding outward. He moved his head down just enough so that his tongue could enter her; thick, soft, she felt it.
Felt everything. It felt like he was able to lick deep as he hunted for that moisture.
It filled her.
He was inside. Strange. Unreal. Wonderful. Urku-ri ate at her center. Tasted her essence. Knew her soul.
Eyes speaking to her while his mouth was busy, he moved his mouth back to her clit, and replaced it with his finger. There was nothing small or human about Urku-ri. Not his face, his broad shoulders, his body, or his hands. She'd never had anyone between her legs, and he must know that he was bigger than any living creature had a right to be.
"Urku-ri," she gasped out as his finger penetrated. She felt it inside of her, filling her—she didn't know how far. Her nerves sent delicious, pulsing, information to her brain and her mind soaked it in, sensation after sensation, everything defined with:he is inside me.
His finger worked her woman's entrance, she felt fullness and pressure and burning there in tandem with his mouth. He stretched her. Added another finger as his tongue tapped her, easing the heat with pleasure. Over and over he took her to that marvelous point where joy broke over her in a sudden rush, sent her soaring to burst open in wonder. Addictive pleasure. She would never get enough of it. Never get enough of him.
He stayed between her legs until her eyes closed and refused to open. He could make her come again, but she did not have the energy to do more than twitch. Corrin felt her Orki captor move her legs, closing them. She tried to speak, but it only came out a hum. He pressed something to her mouth and commanded her to drink. Water. He asked if she needed to relieve herself, but she was drifting away again, soaring with a thousand jeweled wing hummingbirds.
CHAPTER EIGHT
I SEE YOU
She didn't know how long she slept. The daylight had faded, and they had raised a fire to chase off the damp chill.
Smoke went out, rain came in. A water bladder appeared before her mouth, Corrin opened and drank it down, her mouth dry. She found herself with her head in Urku-ri's lap on her side facing him, while he sat up. Skin against skin. With the water taken away there was nothing for her to do but feast on him, to wrap herself around him. Her mouth opened on his chest, licking at those incredible layers of masculine strength over bone. She found his nipple, a tiny hard thing, and bit there without thinking. His hand in the back of her hair pulled her away, her name spoken rough.
Not wanting to leave his heat.Oh, how the Orki's body radiated a marvelous heat.She clawed at him. He pulled her away a little further, wanting to catch her eyes. Instead, she ate him up with her own, seeing something she needed that only this male could provide. Lifted high between his legs, his cock was stiff, thick, and wet.
Wet for tasting.
