It was possibly one of the hardest things she’d ever had to do but Tabitha forced herself to lie back on the bed and let her captain open her legs. His massive shoulders spread her wide and his breath was hot on her inner thighs as he bent to his task. She thought she could feel her heart pounding in every part of her body at once.
God,ohGod,ohGod,ohGod. Can’t believe he’s actually going to do this. Can’t believe I’m going to let him…
Large hands spread her legs even wider and she knew he was studying her, probably deciding the best place to begin. The idea that he was seeing her so open, so vulnerable, with her pink inner folds of her cunt on display, was almost unbearable. Tabitha was expecting to feel his mouth on her at any second but instead he spoke.
“Beautiful.” His deep voice was little more than a growl and she shivered at the desire she heard in his tone. Could it be that this hot situation was thawing her cold captain’s heart? She could never be sure with him. After all, Zentorians weren’t supposed to have emotions at all but he certainly seemed to be displaying some now, just as he had in the slave market.
“Thank you,” she whispered, wishing she knew for sure if he felt anything for her. Unable to withstand lying there feeling so helpless, she propped herself up on her elbows so she could see what he was doing.
He looked up at her. “You’re wet. Is that from the knots?” He traced one finger over her inner thigh, which was slick with her juices, and licked it thoughtfully.
Tabitha felt her cheeks grow hot and knew her entire face must be red with embarrassment. “No, Sir,” she murmured. “That is…the knots contract when you’re near but most of it is because…because of the way it felt when you were…were trying to get the cord off my breasts.” She couldn’t believe she was admitting this embarrassing fact but Keer only nodded and rumbled approval.
“I’m glad to hear you don’t find my touch completely distasteful.”
“Distasteful? Sir, I—” Tabitha stopped abruptly. What had she been about to say, that having him touch and lick her was the most erotic experience of her life? She had to keep a handle on this situation. After all, she still had to work under the man when this was all over and admitting to having feelings for him wasn’t going to help in the least. If only she could get over her embarrassing and ridiculous obsession with her captain, but considering the position they were in, she was afraid that wasn’t going to happen any time soon. She loved him—there was no way around it. But that didn’t mean she had to blurt it out.
“You what?” He was watching her, his eyes narrowed in concentration.
Tabitha shook her head. “I just…I appreciate you helping me out, Sir. I know I was…was reluctant to let you but I-I guess I ought to be thanking you instead of fighting you. It’s just…it’s so hard.”
His eyes softened somewhat. “I know it is, Tabitha. It’s hard to open yourself like this and let yourself be vulnerable. But I want you to know I want nothing but the best for you. And I’m not just doing this from a sense of duty. I’m doing it because I—” He broke off and looked away, a muscle in his square jaw clenching.
“Sir?” Tabitha looked at him uncertainly. What had he been about to say?
But Keer shook his head, his eyes shadowed. “Never mind. Just lie back and let me do what I can to help you.”
Shivering, Tabitha lowered herself again and closed her eyes. How long was this going to take? And could she get through it without coming? She felt like she could stand to spread her legs and let her captain lick and suck her pussy but if she came while he was doing it she would probably die of mortification.
Keer didn’t waste any more time on words. Instead he leaned forward and began licking her. But not her pussy—not yet. Instead he lapped at her inner thighs first, cleaning her juices from the sensitive skin and making Tabitha bite back a gasp. Was he trying to make a point? Or did he really like the taste of her so much that he didn’t want to waste a drop of her pussy juice? Either way, the maddeningly slow approach he was taking was about to drive her crazy. If it hadn’t been a perfectly ridiculous idea she would have thought that her captain was trying to prolong this for some reason.
And then he put his mouth on her cunt and all coherent thought became completely impossible.
Keer looked at the impossibly erotic sight before him and tried to tell himself that he was only doing this to get the Drusinian love knots off her. There was no way he should desire her so much, no way he should want to do this. No way he should love her…