It didn’t take much convincing to tell him that my boobs were fine and head upstairs with him. And it wasn’t awkward. He washed me gently first, using it as an opportunity to rub my boobs some more, then dropped to his knees.
“I was thinking about this all day,” he said, placing a kiss on my thigh. “Were you?”
I gave him an are-you-kidding-me look.
“No. I was worrying about you.”
He gave me a sexy, secretive grin and pressed another kiss to my skin. His hands slid around to the front, and he parted me with his thumbs. And damn if my heart didn’t give a crazy beat because I knew what was coming.
The first touch of his tongue was magic. I sighed, widened my stance…and I watched. With an expression of bliss, he lapped at me.
I didn’t need to understand why he liked doing this so much, only that he did. Running my hand over his wet hair, I found the ends of his ears and bucked into his mouth. His fingers gripped my hips more firmly, and he growled.
He didn’t rush the process, though. He took his time, watching my cues and slowly sliding a hand around to enter me from behind. Something about that approach hit me just right. I twitched and bent my knees a little.
“Yes,” he whispered. “Like that.”
I gripped his shoulders and pressed down on his finger. The next thing I knew, I had one knee over his shoulder, and another finger had joined the first. The new position changed the angle, and he could thrust his fingers more fully into me. Everything was still slow and steady. Pushing me gently closer to where I needed to be even when I jerked and twitched and bore down on his fingers.
“Please,” I begged, fisting my fingers in his hair.
He pressed the flat of his tongue against my clit and curled his fingers, toppling me over the edge. My mouth opened in another silent scream.
If this was my life now, I no longer hated my periods.
* * *
I lay in bed,listening to Azio’s deep breathing and thinking. My period was almost over, and nothing had really changed.
In the three days since Azio had returned from his impromptu supply run, he’d been amazingly attentive. Massages, oral to ease cramps, back rubs…oh, and the food. He and Groth found anything and everything my cravings threw their way.
Azio wasn’t the only attentive one. Groth remained just as kind and earnest about me staying here, despite sleeping in Azio’s bed every night. He thanked me every morning I wore a flimsy shirt, never leered at me, and kept me supplied with cookie dough.
And I was finally understanding our dynamic.
Groth would do anything for me to ensure I was happy and stayed with Azio. He’d proven it by giving me a massage when Azio had left for chocolate. I hadn’t asked. He’d paid attention and firmly asked to help me. I hadn’t had the heart to say no. Plus, I’d really wanted to know how Azio would react.
Of course, he’d been completely fine with it. He’d even thanked Groth and joined in. It could have been weird, but they didn’t let it feel that way. Instead, they talked about the different foods Groth could make with the chocolate Azio had found.
I’d also learned that Groth and Azio had always been close. They’d shared a house back in their caves too. Groth was seriously happy that I’d chosen Azio and couldn’t wait for Azio and me to start having sex so I would get pregnant. How do I know that? He told me. Open and honest was a little brutal at times, but it truly helped me understand where I stood.
Azio loved having me play with his ears. If I used my mouth, he masturbated afterward. Every time. And it was no secret from anyone. Groth just grinned and told me to do it more. And Azio sat closer to me to make it easier.
There wasn’t a jealous bone in Azio’s body, which I really, really liked. I hadn’t realized how weird Wayne had been until Azio showed me what a relationship without jealousy looked like. Azio didn’t care if I teased him in front of Groth. He loved every moment of attention I gave him. He even admitted he loved that I was so worried I’d thrown a spoon at him.
I was comfortable living with the pair and never wanted to leave. And more importantly, I was back to not wanting to wait for a family of my own. And therein lay the problem. I was more than willing to have sex to make a baby.
But I really wanted to like having sex with Azio too. He was just so…amazing.
“You’re very quiet,” Azio said, his voice rough with sleep. “Are you in pain?” His hand moved over my lower abdomen where he’d kept it all night.
I rolled in his arms so I faced him. He brushed my forehead with a kiss and started rubbing my lower back.
“I’m not in pain. Remember when you said I didn’t like sex because I’d only been with a human?”
“Yes.”
“What if you’re wrong? What if we make a baby, and I don’t want to have sex with you anymore after that?”