Page 41 of Gravel and Grit

The smell of her release and the feeling of her convulsing under him destroyed what remained of his restraint. Ripping his mouth from hers, he

crawled down her body and yanked her shirt up then dove at her breasts. He lashed her hard, pink nipples with his tongue then sucked them into his mouth one at a time, relishing the taste of her and the beautiful sounds of pleasure she made.

Zaek wanted to slow down, to take his time and explore every inch of her, but the need to taste her release was clawing at him.

She helped him push her borrowed pants down, whispering feverish words of encouragement that switched from demanding to pleading and back again.

“I have you, myHondassa,” he rasped as he threw the pants somewhere behind him and spread her legs wide.

Settling between them, he had the thought that hercanikinwas different than that of Khargal females, but it was passing and only served to inflame his lust. She was different and perfect and beautiful and everything he needed.

The first gentle swipe over her center sent fire down his spine and bowed her back off the floor.

Fuck me, she tastes better than candy.

“Zaek,” she cried out.

Mira gripped his horns then writhed against his mouth as he lost himself, licking and sucking at the delicate flesh of her center.

He inadvertently found a little nub at the top of hercanikinthat seemed to bring her intense pleasure when he touched it. That discovery surprised him enough that he paused for a moment to pull back and inspect it closer.

Glancing at her face, he watched her expression as he licked it experimentally. Her thighs tensed where they were hooked over his shoulders and her mouth opened on a long moan.

An external pleasure center. How odd.

Keeping his claws safely retracted, he used his thumb to rub soft circles on the little nub. Grinning predatorily when she cried out, he leaned down and pushed his tongue, slick withdassa, into her passage, never ceasing the movement of his thumb. Within moments he felt her walls squeeze and flutter as she orgasmed.

Her screams made his cock twitch against the floor. He wanted to be inside her more than he wanted his next breath.

When her release passed she collapsed, panting, back against the floor.

Thinking she would be sated after two orgasms and that he would need to

wait until she was ready again before experiencing his own pleasure, he instead felt his eyes widen in surprise when she raised her head and gazed down her body at him, her eyes still dark with need.

Lar’s wings, how many times can she come?

We should find out.

Before he could very happily return to tasting her, she spoke.

“My turn,” she breathed, repeating his earlier words back to him.

No male had ever stripped as fast as he did. He threw his briefs in the same direction as her pants then laid down beside her, his wings spread out around him, and watched her hungrily to see what she would do.

Mira laughed and rolled over, then lifted a leg over his middle to straddle him, her bent knees barely able to reach the floor as she gently knelt on the leather of his wings.

“I am at your mercy, Earthian. Do your worst,” he purred, baring sharp teeth at her in a playfully challenging grin.

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MIRA

Mira laughed at Zaek’s dramatic proclamation, but rose to the occasion and set out to drive him just as crazy as he had her.

Scooting up, she braced her hands on the floor on either side of his head, laid down on his chest, and kissed him. She found she loved the slightly rough texture of his tongue and the hint of sharpness when she brushed against his fangs.

When he first kissed her, his saliva tasted like salted caramel. Something about it, some alien property, caused an almost instantaneous reaction in her body. It set her on fire, made tingles erupt in her stomach before spreading to every part of her, and made her orgasm harder than she ever had in her life.

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