Page 53 of Unleashed

She grasped his cock, and he growled, thrusting his hips into her touch. Her tongue hesitantly trailed over the tip of his shaft, followed a moment later by the moist heat of her mouth. All thought gave way to pure sensation — the pressure of her lips around his shaft, the slide of her tongue, her scent permeating the air, and her taste filling his mouth, so sweet, so tempting. He needed more. More of her.

As he’d seen Balir do, Vortok latched onto that small bud that seemed to bring Nina so much pleasure and sucked, lashing it with his tongue. She tensed and pulled her mouth away from his cock as she cried out, her soft moans taking a higher pitch between each ragged breath. He greedily drank the fresh nectar flowing from her, unable to get enough.

Nina rockedher pelvis against Vortok’s mouth. He continued to lap at her as she descended from her peak, the movements of his tongue leisurely, as though he were savoring each taste. Did he draw as much pleasure from performing the act as she had receiving it?

She opened her eyes to look at his cock, still grasped tightly in her fist. Seed trickled from its tip. She’d finally tasted it, had finally learned the flavor that had been missing from the dream, and she wanted more.

Nina lowered her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of his shaft; he was too big for her to take any deeper. She sucked and caressed him with her tongue. He lifted his hips, and the movement slid his shaft within her hand. He released a shuddering breath against her sex, muscles tensing.

Encouraged by his reaction, she squeezed and stroked him faster. He kneaded her flesh as he lowered his hands, hooking them around her inner thighs to tug her legs wider apart. With renewed vigor, he lapped at her sex, sending waves of ecstasy through her body. She moaned around his cock, unwilling to relinquish it as Vortok swiftly brought her to another climax.

Vortok stiffened, arching his back to lift his hips off the furs, and growled. Nina’s eyes widened in surprise as liquid heat burst into her mouth. She pulled away, swallowing what was in her mouth, and watched streams of Vortok’s seed spurt over his pelvis and stomach. It was…fascinating. She hadn’t expected it, hadn’t been prepared. It was an arousing sight.

This was the same substance that had been on her belly and back when she’d woken from their shared dream to find Balir’s head between her thighs. Had she brought them to completion then, while they’d slept?

Vortok groaned, a rumbling purr vibrating through his chest, and she felt contentment emanating from him in gentle waves. Licking her lips, Nina turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. He met her gaze as he placed a gentle kiss on her sex before drawing back with a wicked grin.

“I still want more,” he said.

Movement at the entrance of the shelter caught Nina’s attention — the loosely packed snow that had blocked it from the wind crumbling — and she laughed. “You’ll have to share.”

Aduun crawled inside and stood up. His amber eyes swept over the scene before him — Nina still straddling Vortok’s chest backward, his seed splattered on his stomach, her moisture glistening on his lips and chin.

She felt the aggression in the air before either valo acted upon it; as uncomfortable as it felt, it increased her excitement. There was a sexual energy to it, a possessiveness that only promised her more pleasure. She’d only scratched the surface of what was possible, she knew, and they would come to find new heights together.

Vortok’s hands closed over Nina’s hips. He carefully moved her aside and sat up, glaring at Aduun.

“Go assist Balir with the meat,” Aduun said. His tone welcomed no argument.

“I am tending to something else right now,” Vortok replied, voice descending into a low growl. His hackles rose as he climbed to his feet.

Aduun raised his quills in response. “It is time for you to go.”

They moved up to each other. Even slightly hunched, Vortok was a head taller than Aduun, but the smaller valo displayed no fear, showed no signs of backing down.

“I will not—”

“Be easy,” Nina said, placing her hand on Vortok’s arm. He twisted to look down at her, the anger on his face smoothing into a gentle, questioning expression. She reached up with her other hand and touched his cheek. “You had your taste. It will not be the last.”

He frowned, but she felt his inner beast subside, soothed by her calm, confident promise.

Nina shifted her gaze to Aduun. He stared at her with scalding intensity in his eyes, and she realized suddenly that it wasn’t merely jealousy, possessiveness, or aggression he was projecting. It was desire. Powerful, consuming desire. Balir and Vortok had touched her, had pleasured her, but Aduun had not yet had his turn…

She knew by the look in his eyes that he wouldn’t settle for a mere taste.

“Help Balir,” Nina said softly, meeting Vortok’s gaze. “We will finish the hides later. And remember that I’ve chosenyou, also.”

Vortok nodded hesitantly. Casting one more glare at Aduun, he moved past the other valo and crawled out of the shelter, pausing to quickly pile snow in the opening from the outside.

Aduun didn’t look away from Nina for an instant. Once the entrance was covered, he stepped forward, radiating immense heat despite the snow and ice clinging to his short fur. Nina slipped her tongue out to wet her lips as she looked up, unable but to sway toward him.

She reached up and brushed the frost from his shoulders, her fingers moving lightly but her palms pressing down to appreciate his solid muscles. Her hands continued their trek down his arms, across his broad chest, and over his abdomen.

—she is mine. And now she will finally know what that means. She willfeelwhat it means—

He maintained his silent stare; did he know what his thoughts were doing to her? Was he aware of the lust he projected, or of how the intensity of his gaze was stoking the roaring flames of desire in her core? His inaction built her anticipation, and her body thrummed with ever-increasing need.

Vortok’s attentions had brought her to a new peak, one she could never have imagined. But now, not a few minutes later, she cravedmore. She wanted Aduun. Her valos hadn’t woken this appetite in her — she’d felt this hunger for sensual satisfaction since she’d first understood that touching herself could be pleasing — but they had built it into something insatiable.

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