Page 45 of Guardian's Legacy
He stopped by the bed, "I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he said, grabbing my ankles and pulling me down until my legs dangled over the edges.
I swallowed. I had no idea where this was going, but I was tense with anticipation. When he sank to his knees between my legs, I swallowed again. Fuck, he was hot.
XYREK
The momenther sweet scent reached my nostrils, I knew I was lost. Her glistening pussy opened to me like the petals of a flower. I placed my hands on her hips, more to steady myself than anything else, because her aroma was dizzying. I leaned forward, slowly, reverently, drawing this moment out as much as I could, committing it to memory. My tongue moved forward tentatively, making contact with the softest skin I had ever encountered. She tasted like the nectar of the gods, and now I knew why it was called that. Delicious, addictive, intoxicating.
Her skin tremored underneath my palms, a low moan escaped her, and I licked her again, from front to center. I encountered a curious nub, and when my tongue swirled around it, she nearly came off the bed. Ah, her clitoris. It was always like a treasure hunt, finding the pleasure spot of a female of a new species. No discovery had ever been sweeter than finding Alice's source, though. Her hips bucked, her thighs pressed around me, and little mewls escaped her that spurred me on to give her as much pleasure as possible. I wanted to hear her scream my name when she came.
I sucked the little bud between my lips and swirled my tongue around it while applying pressure to her hips to keep her contained. Her torso writhed on the bed, but her pelvis stayed in place. My tongue flicked her clit, eliciting a deep moan from her.
All the while, her juices kept flowing, and I kept sucking them up like the precious nectar they were. I moved one hand to the center of her pelvis and brought the other down, driven by the desire to explore her deeper.
Her pussy was so frygging tight that I worried I would never fit. First, I probed it with one finger, then two, enjoying her writhing and moaning as I continued to give her clit most of my attention.
I entered her with three fingers and was relieved when her walls expanded around them. Still, I vowed to be careful.
Her breathing hitched; she was close now, so close.
"Come for me, beautiful," I coaxed while flicking her clit with every word.
My balls were throbbing, ready to unload my seed, while my cock swelled and strained, making me worry I would come outside of her. The way her walls convulsed around my fingers nearly made me lose the last reserves of my self-control.
"Xyrek!" She screamed.
My name coming from her lips during her release of pleasure did me in. I grabbed her waist and pulled her up on the bed; unable to wait for another tick, I drove my cock into her, marveling at the tightness of her walls as they closed around my cock, grabbing it like a glove. They were still pulsing from her orgasm, driving me to a height I had never felt before.
I pumped into her three or four times. She cried my name again, and I surrendered myself to my need. My head flew back.
"Alice! MINE!" I roared as my climax exploded inside me with such pressure, I was sure I was about to die. But what a way to go!
Mercilessly, her walls milked me until they squeezed the last drop of seed out of me as I collapsed on top of her, barely conscious enough to use my elbows to keep most of my weight off her. My forehead lowered until it touched hers. Her breathing was hard and erratic, just like mine. Her little heart pumped hard against her chest like a caged bird needing to get out.
"Alice," I mumbled.
"That was…" she panted, "incredible."
"You're incredible," I contradicted, eliciting a smile from her.
"Wow," her legs stretched underneath me before they scissored around my hips again, anchoring me deeper into her.
I rolled off her, pulling out and settling on my back beside her, gathering her close. She followed my lead, resting her head on my chest and trailing her fingers over my abs. The light dance of them over my skin aroused new desire in me. Just like I had known from the moment I knelt between her legs, scrap that, from the moment I turned around to come to Rottvan, I knew now there would be no turning back from her. And I didn't even need the mating marks to tell me that. The pull I had felt towards her had only gotten stronger, and I was finally forced to admit that there would be no life for me without her.
"Does that mean you will come with me?" I asked, hoping she didn't hear the slight quiver in my voice. I had never been unsure of anything. I had always been purpose-driven, and now, being at the mercy of another being scared me more than not knowing where I belonged.
"Do you still only want me with you for my engineering skills?" She countered.
I lifted my head, and she turned hers so our eyes could meet. Her gaze was teasing, with a hint of the same insecurity I felt, which was reassuring. "I've always wanted more than simply your engineering skills," I admitted.
"Good," she turned and kissed my chest, "I need to let the Lord Protector and Silla know, though. They're counting on me here, and…" she trailed off.
"Do you want to stay here?" I asked, sitting up. It wouldn't be easy, but if she wanted to stay here… I would stay with her. Strangely, all my anger against the Ohrurs, my desires to find out who I was, quieted around her. I would still wonder, of course, but deep down in my heart, I knew I would also be content. Just being with her was all that mattered. I had learned that the hard way. These last few days had been hell. I would have never suspected I could miss someone this much, especially someone I had barely gotten to know. But here we were.
"Would you stay with me?" Her brows creased.
I nodded. "I want you. I don't care where."
"I would never ask that of you." She smiled. "Besides, for some reason, I've become quite invested in that little mystery that surrounds you. Maybe once we're done, we can come back here."
