“Rast,” she whispered. “I don’t understand. We’ve never…never done anything like this before.”
“I know,” he murmured, leaning forward to nip her ear. “Does it frighten you?”
“A…a little,” she admitted softly.
Rast shifted against her, pressing his cock harder against her ass. He cupped her breasts and twisted her nipples, making her moan. “And does it excite you?” he growled.
“Yes.” Nadiah shifted beneath him. “It feels so…almost animalistic.”
“That’s because this is how animals do it—at least on Earth,” Rast murmured in her ear. “I’m going to take you from behind. Going to pin you to the bed and fill your sweet little pussy with my cock until you can’t stand it anymore. Is that what you want?”
“Oh, Goddess!” Nadiah’s soft voice was breathless with need. “I…yes, I think I do.”
“You have to do more than think, sweetheart,” Rast told her. “You have to know. Here, I’ll help you.”
Slowly, he licked a hot, ticklish trail from the back of her neck down the length of her spine. The taste of her skin, warm and slightly salty, spread across his tongue, making him want her even more. But there was another part of her he wanted to taste.
When he reached her buttocks, Rast nipped each lovely rounded mound in turn, making Nadiah gasp. Then he spread her trembling thighs, opening her completely. She moaned and shivered but put up no resistance when he opened her.
Rast groaned at the incredibly hot and beautiful sight that met his eyes. Nadiah was what her people called a numala, meaning that her pussy got especially hot and wet whenever she was aroused. Rast could tell that right now she was both.
Her inner thighs were wet with her honey and her soft little cunt lips were swollen with need, so puffy and hot they seemed to open of their own accord to let him see the tight pink button of her clit peeping out of her slippery inner folds. That was his ultimate goal but Rast didn’t want to rush anything. He was going to take her long and hard tonight but he wanted Nadiah as ready as possible first.
Ducking his head, he spread her thighs even wider and leaned down to place a hot, intimate kiss on her open pussy. Nadiah jumped and moaned at his gentle assault and the soft sound of her voice made his cock surge with desire. Grimly, he held onto his self-control, forcing himself to go slowly, gently.
Leaning down, he dragged his tongue over first one of her swollen outer cunt lips and then the other, deliberately ignoring her aching inner core. The delicious, sweet and salty taste of her juices exploded across his tongue, making him so hard he thought he would die if he didn’t have her soon. God, she tasted sweet—so damn luscious her unique flavor was practically addictive. In fact, Rast knew for a fact he was hooked—not that he minded.
He had always enjoyed going down, even before he’d met Nadiah. It seemed to be in the Kindred male’s makeup—the desire to taste his female, the intense pleasure he took from bathing her sweet pussy with his tongue until she came. But until he’d met his wife, Rast had never had the need to do it before. Now it was something he felt he couldn’t live without—a thirst inside him that nothing but the taste of her sweet honey could quench.
“God, sweetheart, you taste so damn good,” he groaned softly, going back for more. Her warm, feminine scent made him feel almost dizzy—drunk with desire and the need to taste more, to lick more deeply into her hot, wet folds. “Tilt your ass back toward me,” Rast commanded her hoarsely. “Need to get deeper into your pussy.”
Crying softly with need, Nadiah did as he commanded, arching her back and tilting her pelvis toward him so that her pussy was even more vulnerable and open. Rast gripped her thighs with both hands and spread her swollen outer lips gently but firmly with his thumbs. A growl of pure desire unleashed itself from his throat when the throbbing button of her clit came into view, nearly pulsing with need in time to her heartbeat.
God, she was beautiful! He couldn’t wait anymore. He had to taste her clit, had to thrust his tongue deep in her pussy and make her come…
* * * * *
Nadiah moaned helplessly and tilted her pelvis back further, trying to give Rast even greater access to her naked pussy. She had never felt so bare before, so completely vulnerable—not even the first time they’d made love. Then she and Rast had been face to face as he worked gently and slowly to thrust himself into her virgin pussy.
This, though…this new position felt completely different. Different and a little bit dangerous.
Naughty, Nadiah thought, moaning as her husband’s hot tongue made contact with her inner cunt, stroking along her clit and finding the entrance to her pussy. That’s the word, I feel naughty.