Besides, he was intrigued by what she’d told him about mammalian female anatomy. He had never been with a female of his own kind before and he wanted to learn all about her—to learn how to pleasure her properly.
I want to make her come, he thought. Gods, how he wanted that! Wanted to hear her moaning for him and feel her soft, wet pussy rubbing against him again…
He didn’t have to wait long to get his wish. Bobbi was already taking his large hand in her two small ones and putting it between her thighs again.
“Slowly…” she told him. She was panting a little and her eyes were dilated, the black of her pupils widening until only a small ring of blue was left around them. Dragon could hear her heartbeat too—it was as rapid as a small animal’s running from a predator. He frowned—these were bad signs—signs the drug was working on her quickly. How big a dose had that bastard Zerlix slipped into her cup?
Need to make her come, he thought with renewed urgency. And he needed to do it fairly quickly. Because if having an orgasm didn’t make the red fade from her fingertips, he would know that he needed to breed her after all and he wouldn’t have much time to do it before her heart gave out.
But she was telling him to take things slowly and Dragon was well aware that she knew her own body much better than he did. So he tried to comply with her instructions.
“Slowly and gently,” she said again. “I’m going to tell you what to do and I want you to do it slowly and gently.”
Dragon nodded.
“I’ll do my best, little feela.”
“Good.” She settled herself more fully in his hand and he could feel her outer lips opening just a bit to let him feel the warm wetness inside.
“Tell me what to do then,” Dragon urged her. Her warm, feminine scent was overpowering—almost maddening—but he had to hold himself back. “Tell me how to touch you…how to make you come,” he growled softly, looking into her eyes.
She bit her lip, as though suddenly shy. But then she lifted her chin defiantly.
“I want you…need you to…to part my outer pussy lips with your fingers,” she told him. “And then slip just your middle finger inside.”
“Like this?” Carefully, with his index and ring finger, Dragon parted the soft outer lips. He slipped his middle finger into her warm, wet depths, feeling his cock surge as he did so. “Gods, feela,” he muttered hoarsely. “You’re so hot and wet.” Her soft little pussy was completely different from the dry, cool, abrasive interior of a Saurian’s vaginal slit.
“I…I can’t help getting wet,” she whispered breathlessly. “That damn drug…” She shook her head. “Never mind. Just do what I tell you. I want you to feel for a little bump, right in the center of my—ohhhh!”
“Is this it?” Dragon murmured. He was circling the firm little button of flesh with the tip of his middle finger slowly—taking care to be gentle with this delicate area. From the way the little feela reacted, he was certain this was the spot she was talking about.
“Ohhh!” she moaned again and threw back her head, her long, flame-colored hair trailing down her back as she pressed against him. She was panting and there was a sexual flush across the tops of her full breasts. Her cheeks were pink too and her eyes were half-closed in apparent ecstasy.
Dragon was fascinated and incredibly aroused. He had never dreamed that he could bring a female so much pleasure by doing so little. Why, he was barely touching her! He just kept up the light, gentle caress around that tiny, delicate button, circling it over and over. But this one, small motion was making her gasp and moan and buck against his hand. Gods, she was beautiful!
As he stroked her, the scent of her feminine desire increased, filling his senses. Dragon had the sudden urge to flip her over onto the couch and caress her little pleasure pearl with his tongue instead of his fingers. What would her juices taste like, he wondered? Would she be salty or sweet or both? And how would she react if he licked her soft little pussy? Would she moan for him and beg him to do more? To press his tongue deep inside her, tasting her to the core?
“Oh God, I’m getting so close,” Bobbi moaned, breaking into his erotic train of thought. “But I need…need more. Suck me.”
“What?” Dragon’s voice came out sounding low and hoarse. “What do you mean?” Was she asking him to suck and lap her little pussy? Because he was more than ready to do that.
But instead, she thrust her full breasts into his face.
“Suck my nipples,” she moaned breathlessly. “It…it helps me come sometimes when I play with my nipples. Here.”