Jaded by Viola Grace Page A

her last excuse. “Fine. Set course for wherever you are taking me.”
    “Already done, Judge. Now, get to bed with Truanic. The pheromones are clogging up my air scrubbers.”
    Jayd blushed hotly and Truanic carried her to her room, peeling the robes and the bodysuit away from her before easing her to her bed. She jerked in surprise when he parted her thighs and settled between them, his head inches from her sex.
    The heat from his skin warmed her dramatically and the touch of his hands on her inner thighs sent her blood pounding through her sex. He trailed his fingers up and down her skin, and each time he got closer to her opening, she felt more liquid heat emerging.
    He had done nothing more than touch her lightly and she was already squirming.
    Truanic leaned forward and pressed his lips to her, parting her with his tongue.
    Jayd pressed her head back into the bedding and cupped her breasts as his tongue flicked at her opening, stroked upward to her clit, and then, he returned to plunge his tongue inside her.
    She rolled her nipples between her fingers, pinching them gently and then harder as he lapped and sucked at her sex.
    He worshipped between her thighs until she caught her breath on a shocked squeak and her body shook, locked in orgasm, as he continued to stroke his tongue against her.
    When he pulled back, she slumped on the sheets. He joined her again in a moment, his clothing no longer a concern.
    To her surprise, he tucked her under the covers and spooned against her, his erection pressing against her spine. He carefully lifted her upper thigh and bent it toward her chest.
    Truanic shifted and his cock pressed between her ass cheeks, rubbing against her sex. He shifted again and lodged the thick head of his erection inside her. He had to scoot down in the bed a little, but when he found the right angle, he pressed into her, holding her leg to her chest and using that grip as leverage.
    She grunted as he thrust into her in short bursts. It wasn’t the most ladylike noise she had ever made, but this wasn’t exactly dainty sex.
    Once he had fit himself to her completely, he hooked an arm under her knee and pressed against her, stroking the inner wall of her channel with the angle of his shaft inside her.
    He rocked inside her, holding her securely as he moved.
    She moaned every time he pressed against the forward wall of her sex and once again, her body tingled, her hands and feet felt hot while her muscles clenched and relaxed around him.
    Truanic moved his free hand and stroked her breast with that peculiar nails-first caress.
    She jerked as it sent her headfirst into her release. Jayd shook hard and bit her lip as a sharp whine pierced the air.
    Truanic held her tight, and he bucked his hips against her a flurry of times before he shuddered in his own personal heaven.
    Once her breathing had returned to something resembling normal, she asked, “How did you know how to do that?”
    “Make love? They took us aside after puberty and explained it.”
    “No, the thing with your nails. I was never sensitive to that before. It is very pleasant.”
    He laughed and kissed her shoulder. “Ah. That. I did some research when I saw your file. Ontex use rough handling when they mate and I thought that if you have crossed your skin with theirs, it might be pleasant for you.”
    She shivered at the memory of his hands down her back and across her breasts. “It is that.”
    He laughed. “I am glad. I noticed that you did not ask me to stop, nor did it mar your skin. I am delighted to have guessed correctly.”
    She snuggled in and he wrapped his arms tightly around her, he was still inside her and she felt his cock moving slightly, swelling again.
    Jayd kept her knee bent and raised but not at the extreme angle he had used. Under the sheets and with Truanic behind her and inside her, she shifted her hips back against him until they were fully together once again.
    She shouldn’t have been able to sleep with him slowly