“But…” I’m studying his face because he seems entirely fine with this. “You must have more than one rut.”
“Some Sarkarnii do. I have not,” Dalox says. “But I paid attention during all my lessons on how to please a female, although they did not include mouth mating.”
“You had lessons?”
“Of course. Do human men not have lessons in how to rut for their females?”
“If only.” I grumble under my breath. “No, it would appear only males who turn into dragons get lessons in how to do it right.”
“No male wants to displease a female. Not only is there the risk of envenomation, but an unhappy female makes for an unhappy clan. Females should be pleased at all times.”
“So, Sarkarnii femalesbitemales?”
“And envenomate them.” An emotion crosses Dalox’s face which is probably the closest to fear I think I’ll ever see. “No male wants to be envenomated.” He gives me a swift look, as if there’s a possibility I might suddenly decide to bite him. “Which is why it’s important to pleasure your female.”
“You did well with the kissing,” I say.
“I did?” Dalox says. “I did,” he repeats in a lower voice. “It is my honor to mate your mouth, Gillian.”
I can’t exactly hide my smile. “When you put it like that…I’m not sure I want to do it again.”
“But youwerethinking about it?” Dalox grins.
“I was.” I raise my eyes to the ceiling. “Possibly.”
“It will be the best mouth mating you have ever had,” Dalox says with some considerable enthusiasm.
“You think?”
“I know,” he says, clearly emboldened I haven’t bitten him yet.
There’s still time.
“I don’t know about that.” I stare up at him.
Dalox’s lips hit mine before I can blink. This time there is no hesitation. His tongue tangles with mine.
He is a fast learner, and I am not complaining.
Dalox’s hand slides behind my head, gently cradling me as he continues to do gorgeous, terrible things to my mouth. My body, unbidden, lifts up to him, still entirely naked beneath the towel. His other hand slides under my bottom, touching the skin there.
He could do even more things to me, but other than a small groan, half muffled in our kiss, he does not take any further action.
But I want him to.
So, I shift my position and get another groan. Which is when I realize why there is something uncomfortable pressing into my side.
It would appear the Sarkarnii do mate with the massive appendage I saw earlier. My core pulses, and Dalox’s eyes widen, his nostrils flaring as he lifts away from my mouth, leaving me wanting more.
“Little mate, if you continue to scent like that, I will not be able to control myself.”
“Scent? You can smell me?”
“I can scent your arousal.” Dalox’s eyes are less fire and more obsidian as he gazes down at me. “For me.”
I can’t deny it, even if the thought he can smell me is somewhat disconcerting.
“Perhaps I can taste what smells so good.” He licks his lips with his forked tongue.
