I look over at the fire a short distance away. Aehako and Haeden are watching us. I’m not sure if ‘snuggling’ is a good idea. Already I am resonating for my mate, and my cock is beginning to strain against my loincloth. “Perhaps I should sleep by the fire.”
“Fuck that noise,” she says sleepily. She gets down onto the furs, stretches out, and then pets the spot next to her. “Come on. I’ll make it good for you.”
Those are sex words. My body reacts even as I glance back at the fire again. She must not mean what she is saying. The humans are modest, from what Vektal has said. Shorshie didn’t want his touch when others were around. It is just more human chatter.
“Brr,” she says, and chatters her teeth. “So cold. I need my big alien to squeeze up against.”
I cannot refuse such a call from my mate. With one last look at the two men by the fire, I get down in the bed next to Liz and she immediately burrows against me, her cold hands moving under my vest and pressing against my skin. I endure it stoically; I want her to be comfortable and warm. My arms go around her, holding her close, and I tuck her small head under my chin. My khui sings a song of protest, but I am content. With Liz in my arms, the world outside does not matter at the moment.
“Mmm,” Liz says softly, her hand stroking my chest.
I caress her arm under the furs. “Liz?”
“Yes, baby?”
“What is jizz?”
She giggles, and my cock gets even harder. “It’s your seed.”
I feel strangely embarrassed that she has said such things to the other males. She jokes about being protected from my seed? “Your words are forward.”
“I know, but they don’t understand them so it’s cool,” she says, and I can hear the smile in her voice. Her hand slides down my stomach and then cups my cock. “There’s no protecting a girl from this monster.”
My breath hisses out and I pull her hand away. “Liz!” I sit up and look between the spiky leaves of the bushes to where the fire flickers. Sure enough, they are watching us, though I doubt they can see more than our feet.
I am sure they can hear Liz, though. My mate is not quiet.
“Lie down,” she tells me, and presses a hand to my chest.
“They can hear you.”
“So?” Her hand goes to my cock again and she drags her fingers over the length, then caresses my spur. “Let them hear what they’re missing out on.”
I swallow back a ragged groan. My khui is resonating wildly in my breast, and Liz seems determined to play. And I? I am a weak man because I am going to let her. I reach for Liz, but she slides under the blankets.
“Let me make you feel good,” she whispers, and I feel her tugging at the ties to my loincloth. Then, the leather falls away and I feel her hot little hand around my cock.
I bite down on my hand to keep from moaning aloud. I don’t want the others to know what pleasures I’m getting from my mate, for fear that she’ll stop. Because I’m selfish and greedy, but I want more of this.
Her hand tightens around the base of my cock and I feel her when she giggles, then rubs the head against her lips. “God, you’re so hard already. That’s sexy, Raahosh.” Liz’s lips close over my cock-head and I feel her tongue swirl over it.
I nearly spill my seed right then. Instead, I bite down harder on my hand, determined to be silent so this lasts longer. My body arches, and I want to press further into her mouth, into that warm wet that reminds me of her cunt.
Her tongue laps at my cock. “So much pre-cum for me,” she murmurs. Her hand grips and strokes at the root, and then her mouth seems to be everywhere: licking along my shaft, nibbling at the head, and then teasing and licking at my spur, which I never knew was sensitive until she played with it. I am beside myself with pleasure, and when she makes soft little noises of delight and her khui vibrates, it pleases me even more.
Then, her mouth clamps down on the head of my cock and starts sucking again. She takes me deeper, working my length down her tongue, until I can feel my cock butt up against the back of her throat.
And her khui begins to vibrate even harder. It’s like she’s encouraging it, because it’s so loud that I can feel it making her skin shiver, and I feel the vibrations of it against her tongue, even as she grips me in her throat.
It is…like nothing I have ever felt before.
Even biting my hand cannot stifle my groan, and I come then, my seed spurting into her hot, wet mouth. She makes soft little noises of pleasure, and I feel her swallow even as she releases my cock, and she’s drinking it.
Drinking my seed like I drink from her sweet cunt. I groan again, and my hands tug at her pants. I want to reciprocate.