he just couldn’t get his mouth moving. Besides that, he also had a curious feeling that Naydo’s intentions weren’t bad. That on some level, the big Kríe was merely captivated. Drawn in some way to Zaden’s energy.
Again, Naydo exhaled against Z’s skin. And again, Z shuddered in response.
Fucking hell. How could such a simple act look so effing erotic? Alec inched away from their two-person inferno.
But then Naydo lifted his hand from the water and bit off the tips of his first two claws. Alec frowned in confusion, but quickly understood when Naydo sank said hand down toward Z’s ass. All while taking painstaking care not to let their bodies touch. Probably because he knew that if he did, Zaden would snap to awareness.
Two seconds later, though, Naydo no longer seemed concerned. Boldly, he brushed his lips to Z’s ear as his lowered arm’s muscles contracted . Looked like Naydo’s fingers just made swift, direct contact to a very specific place.
Zaden jerked with a gasp, but his eyes stayed closed as he fell forward into Naydo’s chest. The huge male purred and pulled him closer. And then, as his free arm held Z in place, his other arm started steadily flexing. Presumably doing only God knew what to Z’s ass with those long, de-clawed fingers. Well, actually, Alec had a pretty good idea, considering the way his friend was suddenly writhing.
Alec cursed, knowing full well he should snap Zaden out of it, but shit, the expression Z was wearing looked so blissful. So filled with a pleasure like nothing else, that Alec just couldn’t make himself do it. Naydo wasn’t hurting Z. He was easing his pain. Or if nothing else, distracting him from his torment.
Again, Alec gripped his own rigid cock, enviously looking on. Watching as his co-pilot twitched and squirmed, rapturously trapped in Naydo’s arms. Alec’s asshole clenched, imagining the pleasure. Zaden’s features pinched tighter. His muffled moans quickened. Did Naydo have one finger inside him or two? Abruptly, Zaden jerked with a stifled grunt. Definitely had two inside him now.
Tiny waves lapped against their fevered bodies as Z pressed his face into Naydo’s chest. Naydo made a husky sound and flexed his biceps faster. Zaden grimaced in ecstasy, mouth falling open. But then he abruptly groaned in pain and bit Naydo’s beefy pec. Alec cringed, knowing why. Z was peaking but couldn’t come. As if understanding, too, Naydo growled super low and hefted Zaden higher up his body. Alec’s eyes shot wide. Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Naydo was going to impale Z on his—
“Whoa! Holy shit!” Bailey barked to Alec’s right. “Something just grabbed my ankle!”
Zaden snapped to awareness, then jerked in alarm, finding himself caged in Naydo’s arms. Naydo snarled, clearly frustrated, but let him go to turn and scan the waters.
Distracted by the sudden threat of danger, Alec nervously searched his surroundings. Not that he knew what he was looking for. Naydo did, though. Alec could tell by his expression. And the Kríe did not look happy.
Great.
Clearing his throat, Alec continued to look around. “Uh, correct me if I’m wrong, Naydo, but you suddenly look concerned. Please tell me your rivers don’t have piranha.”
Naydo paused to frown at him. “Piranha?”
Alec nodded. “Flesh-eating water creatures that travel in large numbers?”
Naydo grunted with a nod. “Ah, yes. We have those. But that is not what I search for.”
Alec swapped disturbed looks with Zaden and the others. Because, honestly, what the fuck could be worse than piranha? His heart sank as more possibilities came to mind. Alligators. Anacondas. Leeches. Eels. Suddenly, their river break didn’t seem all that smart.
“Then what exactly are you searching for?”
“Oonmaiyos,” Naydo muttered, starting them toward shore, eyes still scanning intently.
“Oon-what-ohs?” Bailey frowned. “What the fuck are those?”
“Water nomads.”
Chet scoffed. “What, like half
Again, Naydo exhaled against Z’s skin. And again, Z shuddered in response.
Fucking hell. How could such a simple act look so effing erotic? Alec inched away from their two-person inferno.
But then Naydo lifted his hand from the water and bit off the tips of his first two claws. Alec frowned in confusion, but quickly understood when Naydo sank said hand down toward Z’s ass. All while taking painstaking care not to let their bodies touch. Probably because he knew that if he did, Zaden would snap to awareness.
Two seconds later, though, Naydo no longer seemed concerned. Boldly, he brushed his lips to Z’s ear as his lowered arm’s muscles contracted . Looked like Naydo’s fingers just made swift, direct contact to a very specific place.
Zaden jerked with a gasp, but his eyes stayed closed as he fell forward into Naydo’s chest. The huge male purred and pulled him closer. And then, as his free arm held Z in place, his other arm started steadily flexing. Presumably doing only God knew what to Z’s ass with those long, de-clawed fingers. Well, actually, Alec had a pretty good idea, considering the way his friend was suddenly writhing.
Alec cursed, knowing full well he should snap Zaden out of it, but shit, the expression Z was wearing looked so blissful. So filled with a pleasure like nothing else, that Alec just couldn’t make himself do it. Naydo wasn’t hurting Z. He was easing his pain. Or if nothing else, distracting him from his torment.
Again, Alec gripped his own rigid cock, enviously looking on. Watching as his co-pilot twitched and squirmed, rapturously trapped in Naydo’s arms. Alec’s asshole clenched, imagining the pleasure. Zaden’s features pinched tighter. His muffled moans quickened. Did Naydo have one finger inside him or two? Abruptly, Zaden jerked with a stifled grunt. Definitely had two inside him now.
Tiny waves lapped against their fevered bodies as Z pressed his face into Naydo’s chest. Naydo made a husky sound and flexed his biceps faster. Zaden grimaced in ecstasy, mouth falling open. But then he abruptly groaned in pain and bit Naydo’s beefy pec. Alec cringed, knowing why. Z was peaking but couldn’t come. As if understanding, too, Naydo growled super low and hefted Zaden higher up his body. Alec’s eyes shot wide. Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Naydo was going to impale Z on his—
“Whoa! Holy shit!” Bailey barked to Alec’s right. “Something just grabbed my ankle!”
Zaden snapped to awareness, then jerked in alarm, finding himself caged in Naydo’s arms. Naydo snarled, clearly frustrated, but let him go to turn and scan the waters.
Distracted by the sudden threat of danger, Alec nervously searched his surroundings. Not that he knew what he was looking for. Naydo did, though. Alec could tell by his expression. And the Kríe did not look happy.
Great.
Clearing his throat, Alec continued to look around. “Uh, correct me if I’m wrong, Naydo, but you suddenly look concerned. Please tell me your rivers don’t have piranha.”
Naydo paused to frown at him. “Piranha?”
Alec nodded. “Flesh-eating water creatures that travel in large numbers?”
Naydo grunted with a nod. “Ah, yes. We have those. But that is not what I search for.”
Alec swapped disturbed looks with Zaden and the others. Because, honestly, what the fuck could be worse than piranha? His heart sank as more possibilities came to mind. Alligators. Anacondas. Leeches. Eels. Suddenly, their river break didn’t seem all that smart.
“Then what exactly are you searching for?”
“Oonmaiyos,” Naydo muttered, starting them toward shore, eyes still scanning intently.
“Oon-what-ohs?” Bailey frowned. “What the fuck are those?”
“Water nomads.”
Chet scoffed. “What, like half
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