His golden eyes flashed.
“I fuckingloveit. Let me help you out of the tub.”
“I’ll be fine,” Lucy tried to protest, but when she tried to get up, she found she was dizzy again.
T’zaren took over. Lifting her out of the tub, he set her carefully on her feet and wrapped a big, blue towel around her. The towel was so soft it felt like a warm, puffy cloud and before she knew it, Lucy was being lifted into his arms again as he carried her out of the vast marble bathroom and into the most luxurious bedroom she’d ever seen.
THIRTY-ONE
LUCY
An enormous four-poster bed dominated the middle of the room. It had multiple puffy pillows and a thick mattress covered by a bedspread that seemed to be made entirely of plush, white fur. The floor was polished marble, though there was a fur rug that matched the bedspread under the bed. There was a fireplace with a small fire across from the bed and a small sitting area that had a loveseat big enough for two. Three of the feathery chandeliers were floating near the ceiling but they were emitting only a very soft, golden glow and they seemed to stay near the corners of the room.
T’zaren laid her gently on the bed and Lucy felt herself melt into the incredibly soft white fur of the bedspread. Something above her caught her eye and when she looked up, she saw there was an enormous round mirror mounted on the ceiling above them.
“Oh, wow,” she murmured, looking up at herself. In the soft, diffuse glow of the feathered chandeliers and surrounded as she was by the puffy white fur, she looked like she was floating on a cloud. Her body was completely bare and she was just dizzy enough not to feel at all self-conscious about it.
“Gods, you’re beautiful,” T’zaren murmured hoarsely, leaning over her. His eyes were glowing softly gold in the dim room as he looked at her naked body. “Your curves…your big, ripe breasts…your soft little pussy mound…”
“Thank you,” Lucy murmured. Reaching for him, she ran a hand through his dark hair and in the mirror above them, the crimson stripe suddenly appeared down his spine.
“Ah, Gods…your touch!” he groaned softly. “You don’t know what it does to me, myS’rentha!”
“Well I know whatIwant you to do tome,”Lucy told him breathlessly. Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pushed him down to her spread thighs.
T’zaren’s eyes widened at her sudden boldness and then went half-lidded with desire.
“Gods yes—spread yourself for me and let me worship you,” he growled.
The big Monstrum’s voice was hoarse with need. Did he really want to taste herthatmuch? It seemed so, at least to Lucy. She nudged him again, this time leading his mouth to her pussy.
“Lick me,” she told him. “Tasteme, T’zaren.” She didn’t know how she’d gotten so bold—just a few moments ago she’d been blushing at the very thought of letting him go down on her. Mike had really done a number on her head when it came to this particular act. But T’zaren’s obvious desire for it made her feel much less nervous about asking for what she wanted—what sheneeded.And somehow it felt right to do this, to spread her legs and order him to pleasure her.
The big Monstrum seemed to love it.
“Yes, myS’rentha,”he growled hoarsely. “Use me for your pleasure.” And then he buried his face between her thighs.
Lucy moaned as she felt him lapping her outer pussy lips and mound, cleaning her thoroughly everywhere his cream had drenched her earlier. But she wanted to feel his hot, wet tongue deeper—wanted to feel it invading her inner folds and lapping her aching clit.
“Deeper!” she ordered, tugging at his hair again. “More, T’zaren! Spread my pussy open and lick me inside.”
“As my S’rentha commands, so shall I obey,” he rumbled. Spreading her outer lips with his thumbs, he bent his head and took a long, loving taste that made Lucy quiver all over.
“Oh!” she gasped as his hot tongue bathed her throbbing clit. It was so sensitive that even the gentle tongue bath he was giving her felt like a powerful vibrator. And then T’zaren increased the sensation by sucking her aching bud into his mouth and circled it with his tongue, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her entire body.
“Yes! Oh God, T’zaren!” Lucy moaned and bucked her hips helplessly—God, it felt sogood!
Looking up she saw the two of them together in the mirror. Could that really be her, sprawled across the bed with a huge, muscular Monstrum between her thighs? Could she really be the one tugging his hair and lifting her hips to get more of his tongue in her pussy?
Can’t believe I’m doing this,she thought. But all she wanted was to do itmore—to never stop until she came on T’zaren’s tongue.
The big Monstrum seemed to have the same goal in mind. He looked up for a moment, his mouth and chin shiny with her juices.
“Deeper, Lucille,” he growled hungrily. “I need to get my tongue deeper inside you.”
“Can you?” Lucy panted. “I mean, there’s only so far you can go, right? I really don’t see how you can, uh, reach all the way inside me with your tongue.”
“Maybe a human male couldn’t, but I am a Stri’vor—every part of our anatomy is made to please our females. That includes my tongue,” he told her. “You just need to spread your pussy wide for me and you’ll see.”