Page 31 of Purring, Presents, and Parties

Aubrey

Aubrey almost giggled at the misunderstanding of date versus date but didn’t bother explaining. She didn’t want to get into a discussion on translations and the quirks of human language; she wanted to come!

The smell of peppermint was strong, and she could see oil starting to trickle from Tarrian’s scent glands. Reaching up, she rubbed her fingers over it then brought them to her lips. He moaned as he watched her rub the viscous liquid over her mouth.

“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, his arms tightening around her. He wasn’t rumbling at full power yet, so she only felt apleasant tingling against her clit, not the full-on vibration that would send her over. Although she knew he’d build up to the more intense rumbles that made everything feel so good, it was hard to be patient.

“Please, Tarrian,” she begged, rubbing her sex against his smooth keratin plating. “Rumble the way I need!”

“Soon,” he promised, then angled his head to start rubbing his scent glands into her damp hair. Most of it was still in the loose braid she’d plaited that morning, making it easy for him to empty one scent gland, and then the other. Oil soaked into her waterlogged hair, quickly reaching her scalp and dripping down the back of her neck and sides of her face. She didn’t mind, the oil felt luxurious, like some expensive skin care product from back on Old Earth.

“I wish I could smell,” he lamented.

“You know how it smells,” she reminded him, rubbing her lips across his while talking. “You know what it’s like when your oil soaks into my hair, scalp, and skin. The way my scent changes. This one time you can do without it.”

“All of you is intoxicating,” he said, nuzzling her face. “Your scent is only one part. Your laugh fills my earholes and makes me want to rumble with you. Your smile lights up both your eyes and my soul. Every time you put your hands on me, you show me that there can be gentleness. When you speak of rocks, mountains, and geology, you help me to see the world in a way I’d never considered before. It’s hard to be without your scent, but I'll be content because that is only one part of what makes you so perfect.”

Aubrey almost teared up at his sweet words. “I wish I could be so eloquent,” she whispered. “You have a gift for words, my warrior.”

He kissed her forehead then the bridge of her nose before putting his lips to hers. His sexy purr increased in intensity,making her remember that she was intimately pressed against him.

“Tarrian,” she moaned, her head falling back as his purr vibrated against her clit. He took advantage of her exposed chest to suck a nipple into his mouth. One of his hands slipped down to grab her ass, squeezing and massaging her.

Unable to remain still, she started grinding her sex against him. Little movements that dragged her clit up and down on his smooth, pulsing sternum. Between his hands, mouth, and purring, tension built in her fast. Her movements became more frantic as she got close. Little warm waves lapped against her as her rhythm made the water ripple around them.

Pulling his head back, he let her nipple pop out of his mouth. With a growl, he went to the other one.

She was a creature of sensation. The water felt lukewarm compared to Tarrian’s scalding hands and mouth. Every pull on her nipple caused her to press closer to the edge of orgasm. His hand on her ass, kneading and squeezing, and his hard body pressed against her all combined with delicious intensity.

Before Tarrian, she’d never come easily or quickly. There’d even been times in her past when she’d given up on reaching climax and told her partner to finish so they could go to sleep. But not with Tarrian. He made sex explosive every time.

“I–I–I’m—” she stuttered as her body started to tighten.

After one more tug with his lips, Tarrian let her nipple fall from his mouth. One hand came up to support her head as her body started to quake.

“Come for me,” he demanded.

“Tarrian!” she screamed, his growled words making her climax violently.

Keeping up a constant, intense rumble, he remained still and spoke words of love and adoration to her as she shook andgasped. Only when her body started to relax back against him did he move.

His arms tightened around her, and he gathered his knees under him. He moved toward the edge of the water until there was only a slight amount lapping against them. Then he sat back down on his heels and pressed her body down.

“Take me,” he ordered as the bulbous head of his cock started sliding into her.

“Yes!” she agreed, pressing herself down on him. She was wet and ready for him. His cock pressed into her with little resistance, filling her almost unbearably full.

“There’s nothing like this,” he whispered, voice strained. “Nothing so intimate.”

The smell of peppermint got stronger again, and she slit open her eyes to see his scent glands overfilled and dripping down his face. With trembling arms, she grasped him and pulled her head close to lick a path up one cheek.

“Aubrey,” he moaned, his body trembling as he filled her full of his mating shaft. She licked again, and then moved to the other cheek. Moving his hands to her hips, he held her still as he slowly withdrew. He was still purring the sexy, slow thrumming rumble that made even his dick vibrate. As his hard cock moved, his vibrating flesh slid against her sensitive clit.

“I need more,” she begged and tried to increase the pace, but he was in control this time. She’d gotten to go as fast as she wanted earlier, but not now.

“You will come with me,” he demanded, slowly increasing his pace.

She wanted to tell him to hurry then, but she couldn't get the words out. It was getting hard to do more than pant. His steady strokes slowly increased in speed and ferocity until he was pounding into her.

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