Possessing Providence(17)

“I’m trying, b… but this is all new to me.”

He hid a feral smile, thrilled no other ever touched her and he would be the first and only one. Kelon men never touched a female until they were ready to lay claim to them, but it did not mean they were not schooled how to touch and please. As Kelon females did not gain pleasure from the act of sex, they required much caressing and touching of their skin to feel comfort and pleasure.

All his lessons played over in his mind while he continued to touch her, calming her. Little moans fell from her lips and she leaned into him. Her eyes fluttered closed as he sought her pleasure.

Excellent, his lessons may have been such a long time ago, as a youth, but he never forgot. From her breathy responses, he was doing it right. This sent a thrill of pride through him.

He cupped her head. “Look at me.” Her eyes opened. They shone darkly with her own desire while meeting his gaze. Her breasts fell free as her garment fell down her arms. He pulled it off and tossed it aside.

She panted softly. Awed at the magnificence of her soft, rounded globes, he was unable to stop his hands moving up and cupping them, gently squeezing. Kelon women did not have such beauties as these. More and more, he understood why his fellow Kelon males desired human females.

He noted her flushed responses and moans. “Sensitive?”

“Uh, yes.” Her brow furrowed. “How much do you know… a…about human, uh, women?”

“You are softer and more sensitive than my kind. A simple touch and you respond. I need to see your sex, to know differences.”

The fear was back in her gaze when he tugged the top half down her legs along with the garment covering her sex.

Naked before him, she trembled more than ever.

“Truly beautiful, little one.” He pulled her down onto his lap, stroking her skin to soothe her.

Holding her tightly against his body, he stood up and transferred her back onto the bed, crawling over her body and pushing her thighs wide.

Her sex was covered in a light brown hair and he ran his fingers through it, finding it just a little coarser than the hair on her head. He stroked it and curled his fingers through it, enjoying the texture. As his fingers probed deeper, he found her inner folds wet with sticky moisture. He brought his coated fingers to his nose and sniffed, growling when his body went into a frenzy of sudden need at her musky scent. He put his fingers into his mouth, sucking her essence.

Fires of Elron, she tasted good. The sudden urge to lick her sex and drink her juices slammed over him, but the need to stamp a permanent claim on her rode him even stronger.

“Oh, god,” she groaned.

“Tell me, Providence, about your body. I do not want to hurt you. I need words, education.”

She swallowed and nodded. “What do you need to know?”

“Kelon women, they have no place of pleasure within their bodies. I read on a report, human women have secret sensitive places they desire to be stimulated. Tell me or show me where.”

She licked her lips and nodded, her face again shading a deep red.

“Do not feel embarrassed. Only I will ever view you like this. You are for my eyes only.”

“I’m trying. It’s hard for me.” She drew in a deep breath, drawing his attention back to the soft jiggling of her breasts. There was so much of her to explore. “Move back, so I can show you.”

He did as she bade, moving back slightly, tracking her hands as they moved over her body.

“Human females have sensitive skin, some spots more than others. My breasts—” Zelron fought to hold in the feral groan when she squeezed them in her own palms. “…are more sensitive than other parts. My nipples…” She rolled them gently between her fingers. “…are sensitive too, but my sex...” Her hand skimmed down her soft rounded belly, sliding between her thighs as she widened them further.

“My, um, pussy, as some like to call it, has a…oh, god—”

“You can do this. Trust in yourself,” he encouraged, his gaze transfixed to where her lovely, pale hands covered the hair of her sex.

She pulled open the lips of her sex, showing the beautiful, glistening pink folds within. “My clit is the most sensitive. It will bring me to, uh, climax.”

Curiosity hit him as he studied the swollen pink nub. “It is within easy reach? Have you brought yourself to climax by touching here?”

Her whole body flushed and he knew his answer. A swelling of male arrogance grew. Maybe he would allow her to touch herself in the future, for his pleasure, but now, it was his duty to please her.

The thought of her touching herself as he watched made his cock throb to an agonizing point of pain. He could not take much more. He placed his hand over hers, pressing down on her clit.