His eyes met mine, and he whined softly as he leaned in. His tongue slowly licked over me, parting my lower lips as he watched me intently.
I gasped, not expecting it. He slowly licked me again, starting from a lower point. He was... tasting me. I stared down at his pink cock, my mind flooding with thoughts and my arousal flaring.
He reached a hand down, gripping his base firmly. I watched him stiffen, his thick hardness now beading with his own desire. But he didn't stroke himself, he just gripped. His tongue once again lapped at me, starting between my legs where my honey flowed and lapping upward. I panted slightly when he brushed my clit, but that was nothing compared to my reaction when he tilted his head down and ran his tongue over his own cock.
Brain. Scrambled.
He licked along a side as if cleaning, but lapped circles at his tip while his grip stayed firm.
Curious, I leaned down and swiped my tongue over his heavily swollen appendage, same as he did. He snarled in shock, eyes wide, and nearly fell off the bed.
In a flash, he had me flat on my back and was examining me. Fingers parted me and a wide tongue stroked up my center, over both holes, making my pleasure spot twitch. I bit my lower lip to hold back my moan.
I pulled his head up towards mine, and I taught him his first lesson about humans... I pressed my lips to his in a kiss. It took a moment before he tried to copy my motions, moving his lips over mine. A groan from him enthused me, my tongue swiping over his teasingly.
He pulled back, burying his face between my legs. I felt his tongue press into me, tasting my sweetness from its source.
Damn, that feels good.
He discovered that licking my clitoris made me squirm, and made me wetter, and soon he was licking me like I was his last meal, stopping occasionally to lick the slick dew from his own cock. He also quickly realized doing that also made me drip with honey.
I watched his tongue drape over his length as his hand shook his stiffness firmly. He throbbed, pre-cum dribbling out his tip, which he licked his hole to clean up after. A low moan was my only warning before I squirted wetness onto the bed.
He stared at me in shock.
My fingertips moved to my nipples to tease, because I was not a one-and-done type of woman. His fingertips reached to touch a breast. I lightly tweaked a nipple, showing him what I liked. He was a little rougher than I was, but it felt really good. And in return, I reached down and tweaked his cock tip.
He reared back, staring at his stiffness for a moment before trying it himself.
Yah, someone definitely liked that.
I ran fingers up and down his length as he shuddered, eyes at half mast. It was apparent he'd never been touched before. I moved my hand to his pouch and gripped lightly, using it to stroke him, my other hand using his own wetness to circle his tip.
Grrr Ruff watched in awe, his face filtering through all the new sensations and experiences. And then he leaned in and kissed me, and something in me melted. It may have been the wall I kept up to protect myself. He allowed himself to be vulnerable with me. I actually felt secure enough to reciprocate.
His arms wrapped around me, and he held me to him like I was a treasure.
Chapter 17
Gr’ruuf
My mate. My Loo’na.MINE.
I clutched her to me, begging the round-in-dark to never take her from me.
Again, I leaned down, my mouth brushing hers. This closeness... it is even more than my tribe experienced, and my tribe is very loving.
My Loo’na, she made hot wet just from watching me tend to us both. It was an honor to see!
She leaned back, pulling my body onto hers. My oodt was out and desperately wanted to mate with her.
I felt her reach down and take hold of me again. She brushed my oodt tip over her hot wet, using the slick on us both. This caused us both to make more hot wet and noises of pleasure.
She rubbed me more on her and pressed me to her deep heat. I think she wishes to mate now.
I pulled back and flipped her onto her front. I pulled her knees up so her bottom was open to me. This is what I have seen others do.
She reached to continue rubbing. I took my hardness in hand as she had and rubbed against her. Soon, I felt her deep heat press against me. My birther reminded me before I left that if I mated Loo’na, to be slow and careful. Thecontainer-otherswere smaller than our tribe.