Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
If so, I will make it the best ks ever. I slant my mouth over hers, claiming her with redoubled effort, making sure every sweep of my tongue makes her body shudder with pleasure. She moans against my mouth and still I claim more, over and over until she is breathless and squirming on my lap, and her arousal scent is everywhere. It hangs so heavy and thick in the air that I know if I pushed my hand between her thighs, I would find her wet.
My Ruh-chul likes ks very much.
Ruh-chul puts her mouth on mine, and her taste fills my senses. I nip at her lower lip, enticing her, and she feels soft and pliant and perfect in my arms. The moment I nip her chin and then lower again, though, she stiffens, just a little, and her nervous scent returns.
I hide my frustration, returning to her mouth to claim her once more. I must work her past this hesitation. I do not want her afraid of me. I want her body open and singing to mine, I want her pulse pounding with arousal, and I want the scent of her so thick in the air it fills my lungs and envelops my body.
So I ks her once more, our mouths coaxing and teasing and playing. She's panting when I lift my head, her eyes glazed with hunger, and her scent is gorgeous. Her lips part, and I taste her mouth again, unable to help myself.
"Jurik," she whispers, her fascinated gaze on my face.
I put my hand to her coverings, the annoying robes she covers her glorious body with, and this time she makes a yelp of alarm and stops me before I can tear it off her body. Ruh-chul shakes her head and grabs at the hem, hiking it up her thighs. Her indication is clear—she will take it off, but I am not to rip it.
Very well, then. I hold her as she wiggles it higher and higher, and then I help her drag it over her head and toss it to the floor of our new nest. She shivers in my arms, her nipples tight, and small bumps prickle over her skin. She looks nervous once more, so I stroke her arm, her cheek, her thigh, trying to get her to relax. I know she likes my touch. I can smell her arousal. If I put my face between her thighs, I know I could make her come, but I want her to want this. I want her to want me, to acknowledge that she wants this as much as I do.
I think for a moment, studying her lovely face, and then take her hand in mine. I ks the palm of it, flicking my tongue over the center, and then an idea flashes through my head. With her hand in mine, I lower it to the junction of her thighs.
Ruh-chul looks confused for a moment.
I gently push her thighs open with a nudge of my hand, and then with our joined fingers, I caress her mound. I use her finger to find the tiny bump of her clit, and when she sucks in a breath, I pull my hand away.
Her gaze flicks to mine, startled.
"Ruh-chul," I murmur, and ks her mouth, nudging at her nose with mine in silent encouragement.
She lifts her hand, and I immediately put it back between her thighs. I take her fingers and deliberately rub her folds with her own hands, then lift mine again. She understands now—I will hold her while she pleasures herself. I am going to look into her eyes and put my mouth on hers while she touches herself. This will be a joined pleasure, not just me slaking my needs on her body.
My mate shudders, her breath gasping, but she finally does as I ask. Her movements are small and slow, and when I touch my mouth to hers again, her lips connect with mine hungrily. She trembles as she touches herself, and I can hear the slick slide of her fingers over her cunt, my tongue toying with hers as I claim her mouth. She moans against me as I caress her cheek, and I let my hand trail down her arm, then cup one of her breasts and tease the point with the pad of my thumb.
That makes Ruh-chul light up with pleasure. She whimpers against my mouth, her eyes closed as she concentrates on touching herself. Her hand moves faster and faster between her thighs, her body stiffening as she makes her pleasure escalate. I rumble gentle sounds to my mate, nipping at her soft mouth, rubbing the tip of her breast. My cock has never ached so fiercely, but I ignore my pleasure. Soon enough, I am going to claim her as mine. Soon enough, she will take my fires.