Feeling bold, brave and a whole new woman, thanks to Zelron, she slid her hand down over his chest, abdomen and between their bodies, easily finding his hard cock.
He hissed when she tried to wrap her hand around his hot, thick phallus. Holy crap, how did this big, thing fit inside her? She never got a look at his cock before he pounced on her. A good thing, knowing if she had, it would have sent her into a right panic.
“You keep saying I am yours. What about you're mine, hmm?” She wiggled to slide off his lap, giving her more room to glide her hand down his length and back again.
He groaned. “I am yours. You do not have to…I must bring you pleasure—”
“Not my rules. Let me show you, please?”
His hips shoved forward, silently demanding more of her touch. “I cannot deny you anything you want, my precious, little one.”
“First, my knees are cold on this floor. Let’s move to the bed.”
She squeaked when he suddenly shoved his hand under her and lifted her from the ground, carrying her back to the bed, setting her gently down. She hid her smile. Someone was eager.
“Lay down, baby.”
He frowned. “I am not a youngling.” Youngling and baby must mean the same thing. She giggled again.
“It’s a term of endearment. You call me little one; I call you baby.”
“It sounds as if I am youngling. Warriors are not younglings.”
Is he pouting? Prov smiled and shook her head while he stretched out on the bed, his feet hanging over the end.
She scooted off the bed and collected the container setting it on the floor, near the bed. “Alright, how about Z? You can be my big, Z man.”
“Acceptable.”
Straddling his lower legs, she got her first real look at his cock, proud and thick, straining up towards his stomach. “Hmmm, my big Z has a little Z, just as big.”
He growled low and she wrapped both hand around him. Nerves made her hands shake a little and she took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly.
C’mon, I’ve read enough books and seen enough X-rated shows to at least pretend to know what I’m doing.
The darker skin of his penis was lined with veins, the head more arrow shaped than mushroomed, and she noticed there were two slits where human males only had one. She ran her finger over his slick head and he jerked.
“Little one...” She knew a warning growl when she heard one. Yes, he was a big, strong, powerful, Kelon warrior, but now, all the power shifted to her two, small hands.
“Yes, Z?” She leaned over him, glancing up and grinning before bending her head and placing a long lick on the underside of his cock.
He threw back his head; the sound of it thumping against the brick wall resonated through the room. Mmm, he tasted kind of musky. She swirled her tongue over the two slits in his cock head. One side was kind of sweet and the other was kind of sour, but together they made a nice blend. She never tasted human, male semen and after tasting Zelron’s, she never wanted to.
She licked the head again, making him groan louder. There was no way she could fit all of his length into her mouth, but she could get some of him in.
She licked again, using her saliva to help lubricate the slide of her hand up and down, before taking as much as she could into her mouth, with intervals of sucking down, and running her tongue over where she could fit.
His thick fingers crept into her hair, cradling her head, as his groans and moans grew louder, making her pussy dampen and her clit pulse with sudden need. Over and over, she worked her mouth on his cock, making her own desire heighten.
“Little one…you must…I cannot.”
She pulled off him and reached for the container, holding it over his cock. With a few more pumps, the fluid spurted out from both his slits into the container. She watched with fascination the fluids from each side combining and glowing slightly for a few moments before settling back into a pearl-like colour.
Zelron’s deep sigh snapped her attention back to him. She set the container down and crawled over him lying against his chest. His arms came around her, stroking over her hair and down her naked back.
“Are you happy you let me have my way, my big Z man?”
“Yes, little one, I am more than pleased.”
“Well, the container is half full. Think you could stand my hands and mouth on you twice more?”
“Hmm, this I may have to insist upon, but first—”
She needed to put a bell on him with an advanced warning system, or something, because he always moved too darn fast. With her next breath, she lay under him, staring up, stunned and a little breathless.
“If you can use your mouth on me, I can do the same to you.”
Oh boy. His dark eyes burned bright with desire. His hand already skimmed down her body to her thighs to part them, his fingers running through her damp cleft.