Page 81 of Sohut's Protection

Her gray eyes nictated as she took a deep breath, her gaze moving down his midsection straight to his crotch as he worked.

He was still hard.

So damn hard and just the sight of him had her clenching her thighs.

When he turned around and caught her staring, she couldn’t look away, her cheeks burning red.

Fuck.

This wasn’t a big deal.

It was just sex.

But when Sohut moved over to her, crouched over her and caught her mouth in a kiss once more, she found herself moaning and melting against him.

This wasn’t just sex.

This was going to be so much more.

She felt gravity shift as she was lifted and she didn’t care to look where he was taking her. All she could feel were his deeply sensual lips as his tongue pushed into her mouth to rub against hers.

As he set her down on the bedding of soft leaves and vines he’d prepared, Sohut crouched over her, his mouth still joined with hers.

One hand was on the smooth curve of her hips, the other pressed down in the leaves by her head.

“Sohut,” she breathed, her hand moving up to rake through his hair, cradling his head as their kiss deepened.

He groaned as he left her lips to run his tongue down her neck, sucking on her skin in a path that ran down her collarbone and stopped right above her nipple.

There he paused and she opened her eyes, never realizing she’d shut them in the first place.

When she focused on him, he was staring down at her nipples and she wasn’t sure what was crossing through his mind because she couldn’t see his eyes.

Glancing down at herself, it suddenly occurred to her that the women of his kind must have different bodies from hers.

“It’s not what you’re used to, I guess?”

Sohut raised his gaze to hers and the look of absolute awe in his eyes was remarkable.

“I have the urge,” he said, “to run my tongue all over these.” As he spoke, he used his hand to knead her other breast and Cleo gasped, her back arching into him once more.

As his tongue stroked her nipple, Cleo resisted the urge to cry out.

His tongue was wider, flatter, a little rougher than a human’s and it felt absolutely divine against her nipple.

It made her wonder what it would feel like to have his tongue there, between her legs, where the ache for him was slowly growing stronger.

As Sohut pulled his tongue from her nipple, he buried his face into her skin, inhaling deeply as he ran his nose down her midline and straight to her pelvis.

A groan rumbled through him when he stopped right above the V between her legs.

“Clee-yo,” he groaned and when his eyes met hers, the look he gave her made her clench.

“Yes?” The word hardly made a sound as it came from her lips.

“I want you in my mouth.”

His words made her eyelids flutter.

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