Page 94 of Whispers of the Void

He gives me a long, intense look. One that’s full of so many emotions I don’t know how to sort through it all. Then he pushes open my door. “I’m happy to sleep in here with you.”

My shoulders loosen with relief.

I immediately begin to strip out of my bloody, filthy clothes as I head right for the bathroom. I don’t turn to see if he is following me, though I really hope he is. I want to take care of him the way he’s always taking care of me. I want to clean the remnants of today from his body and give him the comfort that he so deeply deserves.

The door closes behind me, and I hold my breath as I turn the water to as hot as it’ll go. My breath whooshes from my lungs as I feel him grab the bottom of my bra and lift it over my head. The feeling of safety I get from his proximity brings the prick of tears to my eyes.

“I don’t know how you can wear those wretched contraptions all day long.” He tosses the bra to the corner of the room.

“I don’t really have a choice,” I say with a smile while I push my pants and panties down my hips and step out of them.

The water is just shy of scalding when I step into the spray. The hot springs were great, but there’s nothing like a hot shower to make me feel truly clean. Raiz steps into the glass walled shower behind me, immediately taking up a majority of the space with his size. I turn around to face him while I tip my head back and wet my hair.

He stares down into my eyes and gathers my hair in his hands. “Let me?”

I nod, and he presses a quick kiss to my lips before getting the shampoo. He lathers it between his palms and begins to work it through my hair from the roots to tips. My eyes drift closed at the feel of his fingertips on my scalp. It feels so good that goosebumps race across my naked flesh regardless of the hot water streaming down over my body. As his chest brushes mine, my nipples tighten into hard, pink points.

If he notices, he doesn’t say anything. All his attention is on working conditioner through my tresses. I feel the need to do something for him, so I grab his soap and get a good lather going. I run the sudsy wash rag over his body, wiping any lingering smudges of blood from his skin.

Neither of us speak as we take our time helping the other clean up. The thrumming begins in his chest as he watches suds run down my body. It isn’t until now that I realize he didn’t thrum at all while we were on the way to the temple.

“Can you control that?” I ask.

“What?”

“The thrumming?”

“No. But it can be suppressed by a shot.”

“Did you suppress it while we went to the temple?”

“Yes.” He lets me switch our position until his back is under the spray. The last thing left is to clean his hair.

“Why?” I pull down on his hands. “Kneel so I can wash your hair like you did mine.”

He does as I ask, his eyes zeroing in on my breasts now that they’re at eye level for him. “I didn’t want it to draw attention.”

My fingers glide through his hair, working the shampoo through as his eyes fall shut. He wraps his hands around my waist as I watch the water run black from the blood in his hair. His palms move down to my hips and his thumbs circle slowly toward the apex of my thighs.

“I love your body, Neev. You’re so soft and pliant beneath my hands.” His finger traces along my slit. “And this heavenly place,” he parts my folds, “is my favorite in the galaxy.”

I reach behind him and turn the water off. He doesn’t wait for a towel before standing and lifting me into his arms. His cock presses against my clit with each step he takes, making my pussy throb with need.

Instead of tossing me on the bed like I anticipate, he sets me on my feet beside it and bends me over. When I look over my shoulder, I see him drop to his knees behind me. He pushes my legs apart until my sex is fully on display for him.

Heat from his mouth covers my clit as his tongue lashes against it in hungry, hurried strokes. My fingers dig into the bedding for purchase as my hips rock back toward his mouth. He squeezes the backs of my thighs just beneath my ass, hard enough to lace the pleasure from his mouth with the slightest bit of pain from his hands. He cups my cheeks, spreading them further apart and drags his tongue from my tight bundle of nerves to my pussy. He thrusts his tongue in and out of me in rapid succession. One of his fingers circles the rim of my virgin hole, teasing me with something I didn’t even know I’d want.

“Fuck,” I whisper breathlessly when his mouth continues its upward ascent and he circles my puckered hole with the tip of his tongue. “Raiz,” I moan his name as he slips two fingers inside me, immediately finding my g-spot and sending pleasure flooding my cunt.

He moans against me as his lips work their way back to clit. Searing, white heat rolls through me as I’m rocked by a powerful orgasm. He keeps working me through each trembling wave.

I crawl up the bed as he stands to his full height. His cock juts out proudly, a pearlescent drop of cum beaded on his tip. Before I can change directions and take him into my mouth to bring him the same pleasure he brought me, he’s on top of me. He settles between my parted legs and enters me in one powerful thrust. My fingernails dig into his back as he pulls out and glides back in. My body rocks into the mattress with each thrust, the entire bed moving with the force of our fucking.

He wraps his hand around the back of my thigh and lifts my leg into the air, resting it against his chest. His eyes travel to where we’re joined.

“You take me so well, female,” he growls. “The way your cunt stretches over and welcomes my cock makes me want to forget everything outside this room.” He reaches down and circles my clit with his fingers. “Fucking. Perfect.”

Our skin slaps together forming a primal chorus with his panted curses and my whimpered breaths. I lift my other leg until it rests against his chest. The new angle tightens my channel, and my walls begin to tremble and milk him again. He growls as his cock surges inside me; hot seed fills me as he pulses over and over with his prolonged release.

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