Page 6 of Rix & Val
Instead of replying, she raises her head and tentatively touches her lips to mine. I love the way she’s taking the initiative, and I open for her, allowing our tongues to dance against one another until she pulls away, pupils large and elongated, lips swollen, shiny and wet. She lowers her head back to the bed. Reaching up, she wraps her hand around the nape of my neck and pulls me down towards her.
“I don’t know what to do,” she whispers against my lips, eyes never once leaving mine. “You need to take over now.”
Closing my eyes, I rest my forehead against hers, knowing how much trust she’s giving me.
“I can do that,a chroí.But you have to promise me you’ll tell me if you don’t like something.”
“I promise,” she agrees with a small nod.
Taking her at her word, I lower my head. She loves to be kissed and relaxes when we do, so I start there. Nibbling at her lips, she smiles before she opens for me and deepens our kiss. Slowly, I adjust and turn so that my body aligns with hers.
Lowering myself, just barely touching our bodies together, resting my weight on my forearms to keep my weight off her. When she wraps her arms around me, ripping her lips from mine with a gasp, tilting her head and giving me access to her throat, I take the hint and run my lips down her neck, laving my tongue across her pulse points until I reach the top of her breasts.
Taking my time, I run my tongue around one peaked nipple, cupping her other breast with the palm of my free hand. Loving the way her softness fits perfectly. Sucking her nipple deep into my mouth, humming as she cries out and tunnels her fingers into my hair, holding me to her chest as her legs part beneath me. Ignoring the way my cocks naturally find her soft cleft, I enjoy tormenting each breast until she’s pleading. Her head thrashing back and forth on the bed.
“Rix… Rix, more. Please, I need more.”
Sliding down the bed until I’m lying flat between her raised thighs. I know that Val’s gone silent, but she’s not stopped me yet. Turning my head, I kiss the inside of her thigh. Ignoring theurge to bite her, mark her. Instead, I suck, hoping to appease the need.
“Oh,” she sighs, hips rising with every suck, her pussy beading with her desire. There’s a wet patch on the comforter under her ass. It gives me some comfort seeing that she’s enjoying my teasing.
Her scent is intoxicating, and I need more. Turning to her pussy, I run my nose up her damp lips. She’s hairless and her hood is larger than I’ve seen on our species.
My voice is husky with the need to taste my mate. My mouth watering, I tell her, “Your pussy is gorgeous,milseán. And dripping for me. I’m going to touch you now. Remember the rules.”
Her grip tightens on my hair as she releases a breathy moan, her next words exhaling on a needy sigh, “I remember.”
Having got her assurance, I don’t waste any time in burying my face in her pussy. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I get my first taste of the sweet, exotic taste of my mate. Val gasps, her fingers tightening in my hair. I savour every husky moan, every sharp inhale as she rocks her pussy against my face, her thighs trembling. Sliding a finger into her, loving the way she clenches around me. I can’t wait to see how she feels around my cock. Moisture coats my finger enough that I know she can take another. Sliding a second into the depths of her body, I feel a tiny sucker slide from her walls and attach to my fingers, sucking, massaging. A groan rumbles from me at the feeling. ‘Feck, that is going to feel amazing on my cock.’
When their massaging stops, Val wails my name, voice breaking as she reaches a peak. Looking up her bowed body, her head’s thrown back in ecstasy, mouth now open on a silent cry, chest heaving with pants as she comes and comes hard. Wetness coatsmy fingers. I’m unable to remove them. She’s gripping me so tight. As she sobs, I move back up the bed, curling my body around hers as she sobs into my chest. Val’s tears nearly break me, and if I didn’t know that this is some kind of release for her, I’d be concerned. Her arms wrap around my waist, and she pulls me close in a hug. Her lower body relaxes, allowing me to remove my fingers from within her, and I wipe them on the sheet. I turn us so that she’s lying on top of me. Sprawled over my chest, her arms and legs bracketing me, her face stuffed into my neck.
Running my hands up and down her back, I feel the scars, but I’m ignoring them for now. This moment is about my mate, and I don’t want to bring attention to something else that will cause her pain.
“Thank you,” she whispers against my throat, and my chest aches that she feels the need to thank me; it speaks volumes for the way she’s been treated.
Turning my head, I kiss her forehead, assuring her, “No thanks necessary,a chroí.”
She lets out another shaky sigh, kissing my chest. “What did you call me?”
“A chroí?”
Val lifts her head and rests her chin on her hands. Lifting a hand, I run it through her hair and tuck a stray piece behind her ear.
She nods at my query.
“It means my heart. You’re my heart,” I tell her.
Her expressive eyes fill with tears. One escapes, running down her cheek. Catching it, I gently wipe it away. Her lips tremble and her voice cracks when she tells me, “I’ve never had anyone feel that way about me. I’m not sure if I can say the same yet.”
Smiling, I wipe at the tears that are streaming down her face. I’m not sure she even notices them.
“I know,milseán. I can wait,” I assure her. And I can. She’s my mate, but I also know that I’ll need to earn and build her trust. We have time.
Her smile is tremulous. She brushes her lips against mine, leaning towards me. Then whispers, “Please, will you make love to me?”
My heart leaps in my chest at her request. Instead of replying, I deepen our kiss. I’ll never tire of kissing her. And she loves kissing—it relaxes her. Picking her up, our lips never losing touch, I settle her on my cocks. Her breathing quickens as they pulse between us, and I slide easily into her body. My second cock, with the pleasure tip, attaches to her clit, hidden deep within her hood.
Val removes her lips from mine as she shifts experimentally, “Oh,” she mouths.
