“I tried dating human women using the ‘dating apps’ you have—the ones that allow Monstrum and Kindred to join,” he explained. “The last female I dated got upset when…well, it was complicated.” He looked down at his hands. “She didn’t understand why I wanted…whatI wanted, and she was angry about it.”
“Was this a first date?” Lucy asked, smiling a little.
He nodded.
“It was. We never got to date number two. She told me to ‘lose her number.’”
“Well, lots of girls like having a man go down on them—er,worshipthem,” she corrected herself quickly. “But not on the first date. I mean, you have to work up to something like that.”
“I wasn’t asking to worship her at that moment—I was just saying that I needed to know if she was myS’renthaso that I might worship her in the future,” T’zaren said stiffly. “She got upset and said she was not a ‘Dominatrix’ and refused to be treated as one.”
“Hmm…it sounds like there were a lot of misunderstandings going on,” Lucy said. “But that doesn’t mean that if she’d gotten to know you, she wouldn’t have wanted to let you, uh, ‘worship her with your tongue,’ as you put it.”
“But how doyoufeel about it?” T’zaren had an intense look as he held her eyes with his own golden ones. “Because if I’m not going to bond you to me, the only other way to neutralize the warming cream is for me to worship your soft little pussy with my tongue, Lucille. And I will have to beextremelythorough.”
“Oh, well…” Lucy suddenly found herself blushing again. “I…I hardly knowhowI feel about it,” she admitted. “I mean, I had a few boyfriends when I was an undergrad who said they were into it, but it never amounted to more than a few licks before they were ready for the ‘main event’—sex, I mean. And my ex, Mike, didn’t like it at all. He, uh, said I made too much…you know…that I got too wet. And he didn’t like the taste, either.”
She could feel her cheeks getting hotter and hotter as she admitted all this to him. It was embarrassing to delve into her past and let him see old hurts and disappointments. Mike’s words had really wounded her and made her want to hide that part of herself away—though she had never admitted it to herself until just now, she realized.
T’zaren was staring at her with something like disbelief in his golden eyes.
“So…though you’ve been with males of your own kind in the past, you’ve never had your pussy properly worshiped before?” he asked, sounding as though he could hardly believe it.
Lucy shrugged, making the water in the tub slosh a bit.
“I guess not.”
“But you’re so beautiful! So curvy and perfect,” he growled hoarsely. “How could any malenotwant to worship you with his tongue? And your pussy honey is fuckingdelicious.”
Lucy started to ask how he knew and then remembered the way he had lapped the juices off her inner thighs when he was still deep in the Rage state after killing her attackers.
“Well…thank you,” she said, blushing even harder. “I, uh, don’t know what to say.”
“Say you’ll let me worship you properly,” T’zaren said hoarsely. “As youdeserveto be worshiped.”
“Oh, um…”
Lucy wasn’t sure how to answer that. He actually sounded like hewantedto go down on her—wanted it desperately. Iyanna had told her how good Kindred and Monstrum men were at that particular act but Lucy had never expected to be doing it with her coworker on this mission. Then again, she’d donea lotof things with T’zaren that she hadn’t meant to do, she reminded herself.
“I mean…I guess if it’s the only way to neutralize the cream,” she said at last. Should she want him to do this? And should he want to do it? He certainly seemed to, anyway.
“It is.” T’zaren nodded. “But as I said, I’ll have to be extremely thorough—I’ll need to lick you everywhere my cream touched you.”
“Oh…” Lucy bit her lip. “Even…even inside?” she asked at last.
“Especiallyinside your sweet little pussy,” T’zaren told her, his eyes going half-lidded with desire. “You’ll have to spread your thighs wide for me and accept my tongue deep inside, Lucille. Do you think you can do that for me?”
“I…I think so,” Lucy said breathlessly. Her heart was pounding and her clit was throbbing even harder as she imagined the big Monstrum between her legs, his broad shoulders splitting her thighs wide. “At least, I mean…if you, uh, really want to?” she ventured.
T’zaren frowned.
“How can you ask me that? Don’t you know I’ve wanted nothing more than to worship your soft little pussy with my tongue almost from the moment I first saw you?”
“Really?” Lucy could scarcely believe it. He’d been so grumpy and stand-offish from the start. Had he really been wanting her all this time?
“Really and truly,” T’zaren admitted. “I have tried to deny it to myself but I can’t any longer.” His voice dropped to a lower tone and he held her eyes with his. “From the moment you made my Sen Stripe flare I have desired you…desired to taste you, Lucille.”
“Oh…” Lucy wasn’t quite sure what to say to this. “You must, uh, really like going down. Er, worshipping a girl with your mouth, huh?” she asked at last.