Alien General's Chosen (Brion Brides 4)(37)

A small victory on the way to greater things.

She gave his cock a long, wet lick and was instantly rewarded by the general going so still and tense she wondered for a moment if she’d hurt him somehow. Then Leiya saw the way his lips were parted and the way his teeth were clenched together. His breathing was no longer as calm as it had been before.

Leiya doubted if she had a predatory grin as good as his was, but she gave it her best shot. Faren’s eyes flared just as Leiya took the head of his cock into her mouth.

There was a moan, and it hadn’t been her, so it left few other options. She didn’t dare to open her eyes in fear of ruining the moment. All she did was lift her head up even higher from the bed to take more of him in. All the while she knew she couldn’t possibly go even halfway – gods alone knew if her pussy could. Faren’s cock was hot, and huge, and throbbing, growing harder with each teasingly slow lick of her tongue.

Moving out of his stillness, the general adjusted his position to give her a better angle. She could feel his hips moving ever-so-slowly in rhythm with her lips, pushing himself into her mouth. When Leiya opened her eyes experimentally, she saw the general’s eyes shut tightly. Small moans escaped his lips, ones he didn’t bother to or couldn’t suppress.

A victory if there ever was one. To make Faren moan. On another day, when she had more time and more experience – and above all, more patience – she’d have to try this again. Right then, almost at the limit of her abilities, with Faren’s cock rock hard between her lips, Leiya wanted nothing more than to give everything to him. She slid out from beneath him, and under his burning gaze, ripped the last of her clothing away.

The piece of clothing hadn’t even hit the floor when Leiya already found herself on her back. Faren’s mouth was on hers, and his amazing, strong hands caressed every inch of her body they could reach. She moaned, lust surging forward in her blood. The night before when she’d had to refrain from touching the general had been maddening. Now she could. Her fingers mapped the muscles of his chest, running over the rock hard stomach down to wrap her fingers around his huge cock.

Faren growled, pulling out of her reach.

“My turn,” he said. “I’ll stop when you ask me to.”

Leiya didn’t even have time to catch her breath before Faren pulled her legs apart and her surprised cry echoed through the air. He licked over her clit as maddeningly slowly as she had done to him. She whined in the back of her throat, her back arching to push herself firmer against his tongue, but he held her in place with ease.

Another wordless cry rolled over Leiya’s lips at the feeling. She was completely at the general’s mercy, but she could never have imagined how much she’d like it. Faren kept her hips from arching off the bed with casual ease, lying between her spread thighs and keeping them apart with his bulk alone. His tongue circled her clit teasingly, only giving it a proper lick when Leiya’s cries turned too pitiful to hear.

She loved it, loved everything about it. It was horrible, yes. The need in her was building with every clever stroke of his tongue on her pussy, darting into its wetness and out again, driving her insane with lust. Leiya still feared she couldn’t take his cock, it was just too thick, too long… she was going to feel every inch of it, and she needed it so much she was able to taste it. The way his hands kept her from getting anything more than he wanted to give her was proof of how much he was toying with her.

Yet, she loved that too, loved being overpowered by him, loved the weight and the strength of him against her.

“Faren,” she whispered. “Oh gods, it’s so good, gods it’s too good… I…”

Therein lay the problem. She could feel her orgasm approaching fast, but she couldn’t believe the general would let her come like that. Leiya wanted him in her, his cock buried deep in her pussy. She needed to be slammed into the bed and claimed. How did he not understand?

It dawned on her then that he did. And that she was the one who was stalling. He’d promised her, after all – a man who didn’t make empty promises.

But Leiya couldn’t give in that easily. If Faren wanted to play that game with her, how had he phrased it? He’d have to do so much…#p#分页标题#e#

The first finger that entered her pussy felt so good Leiya almost screamed. After denying, and waiting, and teasing, the feel of being filled was beyond her ability to put into words. She didn’t dare to look down. The look on Faren’s face would probably make her come there and then.

She bit her lip as he slowly fucked her with one finger, his tongue never leaving her clit. When he added the second, Leiya trembled. Her hands had found their way into Faren’s hair, pushing and pulling him in rhythm with his fingers inside her.

With two of them, he scissored her open wider than she could ever remember being. The cocks of other men paled next to Faren’s fingers, which as a thought was both ridiculous and oh so true. Words died on her lips again, words that she had to use later in some coherent form. Words like amazing, and ecstatic, and incredible, and please – no, wait, she needed the last one.

“Faren, please,” she begged. “Fuck me. I want you… I need you to fuck me now. Stop teasing me.”

He’d promised her he would, right? Something about her words was still off though, for Faren’s only response was to push a third finger into her. That one went slower than the first two, making Leiya squirm against the general’s hold.

It hurt a bit, but the pain was the most enjoyable she’d ever felt. Faren’s fingers started moving at a quicker pace as soon as he’d pushed the third in as far as he could. Then he finally, finally stopped teasing her, but as always, Leiya hadn’t known what she’d been asking for.

His tongue on her clit was suddenly no longer teasingly slow. He sucked it into his mouth for just a moment before he started licking it fast, with expert swipes of his tongue rubbing her exactly the right way. The feel of his fingers deep inside of her and the tongue was too much. She’d thought she’d die earlier that day, but now she really would.

“Faren!” she sobbed. “Faren, please, I don’t know what you want me to say. It – ah! It’s so good, oh god, it feels so good, please fuck me. I want you inside me when I come. Fuck me, oh, oh gods, please, I need you so badly it hurts…”

She didn’t know if Faren stopped because of what she said or if his own desire was becoming too intense to ignore, but frankly Leiya couldn’t care less. All that mattered to her was that the general pulled away from her, the delicious sense of being filled taken from her, leaving her hungry.

She didn’t understand how he knew just what to do, but Faren flipped her over as if she weighed nothing. Leiya knelt on all fours and then bent her head down to press it against a pillow, presenting her ass to Faren. For a second, she lay there, exposed and spread wide for him.

The exact second she thought to turn around in shame, fearing Faren didn’t like what he saw, the general growled so low the sound seemed to vibrate in the air.

“Mine,” he said.

It rumbled right through her, filling her every pore. She was his and his alone.

Leiya had only a moment to grab hold of the edge of the bed before the general pressed his cock against her entrance, pushing his huge member in. It was a good thing she had a pillow to muffle her scream, because she was Leiya and her voice was powerful. She had to bite into the soft pillow when after thinking she couldn’t possibly take more Faren still pressed deeper inside her pussy.

When he was finally seated to the hilt, he bent down to kiss Leiya’s neck. She was shivering all over, but no force could make her ask him to stop. The change of the angle was so incredibly sensitive that Leiya whimpered into the pillow.

I really am going to die, she thought.

“You’re mine,” Faren whispered into her ear.

But maybe it was okay.

Because as the general drew back and gave the first, testing thrust, Leiya made peace with dying like that. Her hands were fisted into the sheets, holding on to the edge of the bed for dear life as Faren set into a pace that kept her just the perfect inch away from passing out from pain, and pleasure, and the ecstasy of them both combined.

“Yours,” her lips confirmed.

The growl from the general that followed went straight to her pussy, throbbing in need, reveling in the feel of how good and huge Faren felt inside her.

“Yours.”

The pace picked up at that. Apparently even Faren had limits to his legendary control, but Leiya thought distantly it could be forgiven to a man claiming his gesha for the first time.

That was pretty much all the thinking she managed. The rest was holding on, most of all to consciousness, because she’d never felt anything even remotely as good. With each thrust, she could feel every inch of Faren’s magnificent cock fucking her pussy, rubbing against the spot of pleasure inside her.#p#分页标题#e#

“Yes, yes, yes,” she sobbed into the pillow.

It didn’t matter how loudly or how quietly she said anything, she knew Faren heard, wouldn’t have allowed himself not to hear every sound she made. All those letters she’d gotten had to be from very modest people, apparently, because it was nothing like they’d described. It was better by a measure so great Leiya couldn’t name it.