Page 167 of Tamed By Her Touch

“That’s good—now straddle my face,” Kaelus ordered hoarsely. “Let me taste you, Clair—let me help you open.”

Clair felt her heart squeeze in her chest. She knew what was happening—it was the scientist in Kaelus, fighting through the madness to protect her. He wanted to make sure she understood what to do—how to help her take his massive shaft deep inside without hurting her.

It made sense to let him do this, she decided. And a part of her craved it—that intimate, worshipful act from the man she knew—not the virus-driven beast.

“All right.” She nodded, her heart hammering against her ribs.

“Good girl—come here. Ride my face and let me taste you.”

His eyes flashed red again—who was talking to her? Kaelus or his lust? Clair didn’t know and didn’t have time to find out.

She climbed onto the chair, straddling his broad chest. The position was utterly vulnerable, offering herself to his mouth while he was still partially bound. She lowered herself until her pussy hovered just above his face.

The red in his eyes flared, but his movements were controlled and precise. His hands might be restrained, but his head was free. He didn’t lunge at her though—instead, he lifted his head and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her outer lips, so tender it made Clair’s heart fist in her chest. Then his tongue swept out in a long, flat, devastating lick.

Clair cried out, her hands flying to grip the headrest of the chair. This was different from the night before when Varell had been instructing the big Hybrid on what to do. There was no hesitant exploration—no lesson to follow. This was hunger—pure and simple.

Kaelus licked into her eagerly, his tongue spearing inside her entrance, fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes before zeroing in on her clit. He circled it, sucked it, and lavished it with attention, all while groaning against her flesh, the vibrations driving her wild.

“Fuck—tastes so fucking good,” he muttered, his words muffled. “So sweet and wet. Gonna make you come all over my face, baby. Then I’m gonna fuck you full of my cum.”

The obscene promise, coupled with the relentless skill of his tongue, pushed Clair swiftly to the edge.

“Oh…oh God, Kaelus!” she moaned, grinding against him shamelessly. “Feels so good! I can’t…can’t help it! So close…to coming.”

“Come for me, Lissa’ra,” he growled and then redoubled his efforts, teasing and sucking and circling her clit until she felt like she was going to explode.

Her thighs trembled around his head and Clair rocked against his mouth, chasing the coiling tension. It built, higher and tighter, until it snapped with a sudden, violent intensity that almost made her faint. Stars exploded behind her eyelids as she came with a cry, her inner walls spasming wildly around his invading tongue.

“Oh…oh, Kaelus!” she moaned, rocking against him. “Oh God, yes!”

When the last tremor subsided, she slumped forward, for a moment panting. Part of her couldn’t believe what she’d just done—had she really straddled her coworker’s face and let him eat her pussy? This was so far past what they had agreed to do on this mission. And yet, she still wasn’t done.

She lifted herself off him, her body humming with aftershocks and looked into his eyes, hoping to see gold.

Only hellish, hungry red stared back. The brief moment of clarity he’d had before he tasted her was gone. The beast was fully in command, and it had been teased past all endurance.

“What are you waiting for, baby?” he growled, his eyes burning into hers. “Come here and ride my cock!”

There was no more time for preparation or for hesitation, Clair realized. This was it—if she didn’t deliver the cure soon, she might lose the big Hybrid forever.

She swung her leg over, positioning herself above his hips. The thick, angry length of his cock stood straight up, still glistening from where she’d sucked him. It looked impossible to take but Clair wasn’t going to back down now.

He prepared you. You can do this, she told herself firmly.

Holding her breath, she guided the broad, blunt head to her entrance and sank slowly down.

The stretch was immediate—a burning fullness that stole the breath from her lungs. Clair was certain she wouldn’t have been able to stand it if Kaelus hadn’t tasted her first.

The compounds in his saliva were helping her stretch, but it still wasn’t easy to take something this huge. She moaned softly, forcing herself to relax, to yield as she took him in.

Inch by torturous inch, she impaled herself on the enormous cock, feeling her inner walls strain to accommodate his thick girth. A faint, tingling warmth spread from where they joined—the compounds from his saliva, maybe, working frantically to help her tissues stretch.

As she struggled, Kaelus was watching her, his red eyes filled with lust.

“That’s right, baby, come down on me—stretch that little pussy out on my cock,” he growled. “Do you like feeling my cock inside you? Do you like fucking yourself on me?”

Part of Clair still couldn’t believe her logical, controlled lab partner was saying these hot, intense things to her. Had Kaelus locked up this part of himself in order to concentrate on logic and science? Had it always been a part of him?