Shadowed(86)

“Nina,” he whispered softly and bent to kiss her again. At the same time, he slid just the tip of his middle finger over her slit.

She moaned slightly and opened even more for him. Reddix broke the kiss and looked down. He had moved them slightly so that she was lying on her back now, with his arm under her head. In the firelight, he could plainly see how swollen her little cunt lips were. As she spread her legs, they opened for him, revealing her inner pussy, already slick with her honey.

He groaned low in his throat. Gods, how he wanted to taste her there—to bury his face between her thighs and lap and suck until she came all over his face.

“So sweet,” he murmured hoarsely. “Want to taste you, sweetheart—like you tasted me.”

A look of uncertainty came over her face, and she half-closed her legs again.

“I don’t know. I’m not…very comfortable with that.”

Reddix was disappointed, but he had promised himself he would do only what she wanted and no more.

“All right then,” he said gently, bending down to give her another brief kiss on the lips. “I won’t ask for anything you don’t want to give.”

“Thank you.” Nina looked relieved and much more relaxed. Reddix stroked her again, and she moaned softly and opened her legs once more.

His mouth still watered to taste her sweetness, but he held himself back. Instead, he contented himself with sliding two fingertips gently along her slit again, dipping into her slippery depths to caress the tight little button of her clit.

Nina gasped, her hips jumping at his touch. Reddix felt his cock surge, reminding him he was painfully hard. But he didn’t care. Nina was so beautiful and perfect, lying here spread open before him, he just wanted to concentrate on her. Besides, touching her like this was making him so hot he almost felt like he could come just from bringing her pleasure.

“Do you like this?” he murmured, sliding gently over her clit again and then circling the little button with one fingertip. “Do you like it when I pet your pussy, Nina?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered, rolling her hips to get more of his soft caresses. “God, that feels so—oh.”

“Feels good to me too,” Reddix assured her, still stroking. “But now I want to touch deeper—inside you.”

“Yes.” She nodded, her eyes half-lidded, almost drugged with pleasure. “Yes, do it.”

He slid two fingers down her slippery inner pussy until he found the entrance to her core. Then, looking into her eyes the whole time, he pressed deep inside her, entering with one long, slow, smooth thrust.

Nina moaned his name and pumped her hips, thrusting up as though she was trying to get more.

“That’s right,” Reddix growled, feeling his cock surge again. “Work yourself on my fingers, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on me.”

Then he began a steady rhythm, fucking into her with two thick fingers while he slid the pad of his thumb over and around her throbbing clit. Nina was almost sobbing by now. She had her hands buried in his hair and was pulling him down, wanting another kiss.

Reddix was happy to oblige her. Around his fingers, he could feel her slick, tight channel grasping him like a silk glove. Gods, how he wished it was his tongue or his cock buried inside her instead. But this was good too—incredibly damn good. Holding a beautiful female in his arms, hearing her call his name while he pleasured her…he definitely couldn’t complain.

Nina began panting faster, her hips moving more erratically. Her nipples were tight and deep red in the firelight. In response to her obvious need, Reddix speeded up, thrusting faster and deeper into her slick, tight little pussy.

“Reddix!” she gasped, bucking her hips. “Oh God, so close…”

“Come on, then, sweetheart,” he growled softly in her ear. “Come for me—I want you to.”

“I…I will. I’m trying…” She seemed so close but still not quite able to reach the edge. Though he had promised not to use his mouth on her, Reddix couldn’t help himself. Ducking his head, he took one of her tight nipples between his lips and sucked hard, lashing the sensitive tip with his tongue.

With a low wail, Nina came, calling his name. Her inner cunt spasmed around his invading fingers, making his cock surge again. Gods, how he wanted to be inside her right now, feeling that tight grip around his shaft!

Forget it, he told himself sternly. It’s never going to happen. Even if she was willing, you couldn’t do it right. You have an inverted Touch Sense—how could you ever pleasure her properly or bond her to you?

He pushed the depressing thoughts away and concentrated on her pleasure. She looked so beautiful, coming in his arms. Her dark hair was spread around her head like a halo, her cheeks were flushed, her mouth half open as called his name…the most gorgeous sight he’d ever seen.