Page 45 of Into Orbit
For a moment, her intense expression fell, and she looked …uncertain. I tried not to let my shock show, keeping my own face still.
She touched my cheek again, her expression smoothing. She relaxed back against the moss. ‘Okay, beautiful. Have at it.’
Heat flooded my body. I whispered to the vines of her jumpsuit, and a moment later, it was in pieces on the Forest floor, leaving Maeve in only her underwear and boots.
I ran my hands over her arms, tracing the shape of the slender muscle beneath her smooth skin. The contrast between her softness and hardness made my hearts pound and my breath stutter; I bent and took her nipple in my mouth so she wouldn’t see how much she affected me.
‘Oh,’ she breathed. I licked the hard peak the way that she did to me, with small, hard flicks. Her body twitched beneath me. ‘Oh, likethat.’
I switched breasts, nuzzling and licking and sucking until her hips were pressing up. I lowered my body, giving her something to press against, and realised that one of her hands was between her legs.
I pulled back. ‘Maeve.’
She flashed me a grin. ‘Just helping.’
I narrowed my eyes, then flicked a glance at her jumpsuit vines. A moment later, they were winding around her wrists and around the heartree’s trunk, pinning Maeve’s hands against the smooth wood.
Maeve’s eyes widened, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. ‘I –’
‘You said you’d let me try,’ I said sternly. I stroked her arms. ‘Is this too tight?’
She pulled gently against the vines. ‘No, it’s …’ She bit her lip. ‘Fuck, Elswyth, I’ve never been so wet.’
The heartree rustled smugly.
She likes it, I realised. ‘I didn’t know this was something you wanted.’
She cleared her throat. ‘Um. Neither did I.’
I frowned. ‘You haven’t done this before?’
She shook her head, her hair falling over her breasts. I brushed it back; I wouldn’t let her hide from me, not now.
‘I, um. You need a lot of trust for something like this, and I …’ She trailed off.
I ran my hand over her stomach. Maeve wasn’t shy; she’d told me what her life was like on Earth. Different partners all the time, something a Tirian could only wonder at. Different partners that made Maeve skilled at knowing what others wanted, and what to give them.
Butdifferent partners, only ever once, whom Maeve pleased, but who never learned to pleaseMaeve.
My bonded, who had spent so much time pleasuring others that she’d never had a chance to learn what they might do forher.
I kissed a trail over her stomach. New tendrils budded and stretched from the vines, curling around her underwear and tugging them down until she was naked beneath me. ‘I’ll leave your ankles free. This time.’
‘This time?’ she repeated thickly.
I mouthed lower, over her mound, then brushed my lips over her bud. ‘This time.’
I went to work between her legs. I licked over her seam, and was rewarded with a hoarse, wordless moan. I sucked lightly on her bud, my hands pressing into her thighs as she twitched and squirmed. I licked around her entrance, then sank my tongue inside as her hips bucked. I swapped my tongue for two fingers and pushed them deep inside her, searching until I found the rough spot human females had instead of notches, pressing gently against it until she wailed.
‘Elswyth,’ she begged, her cheeks covered in a hectic flush, her eyes glinting a deep blue. ‘Please.’
‘What do you need, Maeve?’
‘More,’ she breathed. ‘More of you. More ofeverything.’
I doubled my efforts, flattening my tongue and working in time with my fingers pressing inside her. She whimpered, straining against the vines; I flicked a thought at them to tighten. She gasped when they did, and a moment later, she was clamping around my fingers and my hand was damp with her sap. I licked until she was twitching and shuddering, then sat back, feeling uncharacteristically smug.
She watched me through heavy lids, her cheeks pink, her brow damp with sweat. ‘Elswyth. Fuckinghell.’
