Page 6 of Wings of Desire

His broad hands continue their tender touches, brushing through my hair to soothe my nerves. “Did you want to continueto misunderstand one another? Unfortunately, now that it has made a home inside your head, nothing can be done. I am truly glad to speak with you now.”

One of his fingers brushes over the curve of my bottom lip, caressing it as he studies my reaction to him. My breath catches and I momentarily forget how angry I am. His fingers are just as soft as his wings, like velvet against my skin. I wonder what that would feel like all over my body.

A shiver runs up my spine despite myself. “You mean to tell me, thanks to you, I have a worm inside my head forever now?”

“For as long as you live,kilaa.” He pauses his touches, opening his mouth to allow his long proboscis-like tongue to unfurl. It’s a rich navy blue, and as it unfurls, I realize it’s twice as long as a human has. It moves around, tasting the air before retreating into his mouth. “Now that we understand one another. You have been intimate with me twice already.” He leans closer. The gust of his breath is on my face. “I feel it is only fair that I have the same ability, is it not?”

“What do you mean?” My voice is a breathless whisper. Suddenly, his fingers clutch the bottom of my chin, pulling me closer. The smell of freshly baked sweets is stronger than ever, and I find myself inhaling just to savor it. “I wasn’t intimate with you...”

A rich, deep chuckle fills the space between us. Before I know it, his face is inches from mine. His blank white eyes draw me in as they shimmer in all the forest’s many lights. He’s so gorgeous. Every bit of his otherworldly beauty holds me captive. I don’t know if I can — or want to—look away from him. “The lust you have unleashed inside me is a river overflowing.”

My breathing catches in my throat as I blink up at him. “I don’t under?—”

His breath tickles over my lips, and my mouth parts, lusting for something, anything, to touch me. Without expectation, hislong, slender tongue darts from his mouth into mine. His mouth collides with mine in a powerful, crushing kiss.

A strong hand grips me around my back, folding me into him as his tongue maneuvers along the inside of my mouth. At first, it’s deliberate and slow, so I can tease it with mine. It’s so like a human tongue, though a little more narrow and rigid. My fingers twine around his neck, moaning into his mouth as the sweet smell of him envelops my every sense.

Deeper his tongue goes until I feel it tap against the back of my throat. I gag on reflex, but he quickly adjusts himself for my comfort.

He picks up his pace. The long tongue vibrates inside my mouth. The sensation seeps into my body, causing my body to respond as if it were a sex toy for my pleasure. He’s tasting every single nook and cranny of my mouth. Soon, the vibration grows uncomfortable enough that my eyes tear up in discomfort. As he holds me against him, while his free hands knead my ass in rough painful digs.

A liquid heat pools between my legs as the vibrations continue. I want to feel it on my pussy, not in my throat, so badly. As I gag, my saliva pools and dribbles down my chin, then he finally stops.

With a light farewell flick, he pulls his tongue from my mouth, leaving a final peck against my lips. “Good girl.” It’s all over. “We will finish this later,otoki.

I can barely hear him over my ragged breathing. My fingers slip away from the downy ruff of his neck, and I try to ignore the captivating smile on his face. It’s a struggle to regain composure as I wipe the drool from my chin with shaking hands.

Payback

The dazed expression that lingers across her rosy face is a sight to behold. I find it excruciatingly hard to remain composed now that I can understand her sweet voice. I’m completely enthralled by this tiny little bug.

My cock is pressing against my seam, begging to be touched by her. Yet I cannot, not yet.

“What was that about?” She continues to wipe her saliva from her soaked lips.

Surely, she knows. “As I said you were intimate with me, so I have repaid the favor,otoki.”

I gently tip her chin with one of my nails, compelling her to meet my stare. Immediately, her face colors a richer shade of red and she bites her bottom lip seductively. “Why do you keep calling me that?” She knits her brows in confusion. “Are you cussing me out?”

I can’t help it. I burst into barking laughter at her question. “Oh, no...” I manage through my amusement, “it is but a nickname name to call you as I did not know yours.”

“My name’s Echo, not otokee?” She stumbles over every syllable, completely butchering the word. I try with all my might not to laugh so I can spare her the embarrassment.

“Eu-toh-ki,” I pronounce for her.

The way her eyes roll back to show me the whites of her eyes is appalling. Is she intending to show me fear?

“What’s your name, if we’re going to be giving them?” She puts a hand on her jutted hip, forcing my awareness on her plump body. “It’s better than calling you ‘Moth.’”

“Xakiras.”

She hums a little, as if deciding if she can pronounce it too. “Can you take me back to my camp? My people were attacked, and I need to find my crew.” She hesitates a moment, chewing at the bottom of her lip. “Please, Xakiras?”

I can’t decide if I should lie to her, telling her I will take her to wherever she needs, even though I know it will be of no use to give false hope.

The defeated sullen look on her face as I shake my head in disagreement makes my chest ache. I cannot take her anywhere but the capital. We cannot allowukolistalone to die or perhaps destroy our lands.

“What is your plan, then? I’m only trusting you because you haven’t tried to eat me yet. You did kiss me—” Echo pauses, and her eyes dart away, embarrassed.

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