Page 55 of Right on Time

Chloe smiled coyly. “That too. I’ll show you.” She ran her hands down his uniform all the way to his abs. She had found their first time with him fully clothed erotic, a sign of his desperate need for her, but now she wanted to see the whole of him. “Um, how does this thing come off?”

He grinned. “Only my touch can deactivate the material.”

“Really? The Gaenthian Staff must badly want to protect their soldiers from being taken advantage of by lusty women.”

“This lusty female can do with me as she pleases,” he rumbled. He took her hand in his and slid their joined palms from his neck down to his belly button. The uniform parted in the middle, revealing the purple expanse of his chest and abdomen.

Chloe leaned down and planted a kiss on the bandage covering the cibiri’s bite mark. There would be no more wounds marring his skin, she would make sure of it. As for the pale scars of hard battles fought and won, she made sure to kiss each one on her way down. She rubbed her thighs together as she did – she never thought her male being a warrior would be such a turn-on.

“Let me take care of you, niela.”

“No.” She pushed his hand back down on the pad. “This is about you now. Niel.” She dipped the tip of her tongue in his belly button.

He groaned, and his claws unsheathed into the jelly.

“Why, Subcommander, this is scandalous. Your belly button is exposed to a lady… Then again, would a lady do this?”

Chloe slid lower and rubbed her cheek against the bulge in his uniform. A very prominent bulge. “While we were on the pilot seat in the other ship, this kept poking me, driving my imagination wild. How big could it be? Would it be purple all over? The reality turned out to be so much better than what I imagined. But I need a closer look.”

A needy groan escaped him as she yet again rubbed her cheek between his thighs. “Loe.”

She smiled seductively. At least, she hoped her smile conveyed her naughty intentions. She had never been in this role in bed before and though she was enjoying being in control, she was not sure Nitiel would for long. She shouldn’t torment him. Much.

“Let me see the whole of you, Subcommander.” She took his hand and together, they parted his uniform all the way. “Oh…”

His cock sprang free in all its purple glory. A darker purple down its length and lighter around the head. It wasn’t much different from a human’s, just wider and with very thick veins running from tip to base. Even without the piercings, he would have felt exquisite inside her.

She licked along one vein experimentally. Nitiel groaned.

She bit her bottom lip. If he reacted so strongly to a tentative lick, what would happen if she wrapped her mouth around him? If she hollowed her cheeks and sucked him deep? Could she take his full length, as long, thick, and pierced as he was, when she had zero experience in this? Only one way to find out.

Chloe closed her lips around the broad head and circled the tip with her tongue. Whoa, he tasted like salted caramel! She greedily took more of him in her mouth–

Nitiel’s roar echoed in the ship as he erupted.

Surprise and triumph filled Chloe. She had wanted to try much more, but as long as she had given Nitiel pleasure, she didn’t mind. As for her own pleasure, the sight of him enjoying her touch had brought her so close to orgasm that a few flicks of her clit would have her coming.

She swallowed the sweet taste of Nitiel and smiled at his dazed expression. As she watched, his awed look her way disappeared. To be replaced by a hungry one.

“Um…”

Chloe squeaked as he caught her by the waist and hoisted her up. Before she knew it, he had her pressed against the wall of the ship, facing away from him. He placed her palms on the cold metal. “Stay still, niela.”

Was he going to take her from behind? But no, he had come, so he couldn’t. What was he–

His hands left her hips. For a moment, nothing happened. Then her bodice fell to the ground. The ties at the back had been cut in the middle. With claws. The only thing preventing her dress from being removed was gone.

Liquid heat slid down her thighs as Nitiel caught her skirt and pulled the entire dress over her head. Leaving her in her bra and panties.

Chloe bit her lip, awaiting his reaction. When none followed, she looked over her shoulder.

Nitiel stood with his hands balled into fists, wings tucked close to his back, eyes roving her body. “What is this?” he asked, voice low.

“Sexy lingerie?”

He growled. “Turn around.”

She did, hesitantly. She had actually forgotten about Trixie’s idea. When she had insisted Chloe put on the purple lace push-up bra and thong they had printed in Trixie’s home after the ball, Chloe had done so unenthusiastically. She was not a seductress and, besides, was it fair to use sexy lingerie to make Nitiel give in to his desire for her? She wanted him to take that step on his own, not because she had dangled her thong in his face. And now it sounded as though he was not happy with her scandalous underwear.

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