began and she was suddenly straddling his lap. Her dress
had been partially destroyed from her rolling around the floor with the flaming
Oracle. There was a loud ripping sound, and she looked to see that the poor
gown had given up. Forcing her onto his lap was the death of the dress. It was
torn from hem to mid-stomach. Since she hadn’t been given any undergarments to
wear, that left her open and exposed to Maliuth’s devouring eyes. “That we
should do that thing again with our lips.”
“Kiss—?” Alea didn’t get the chance to finish. Maliuth was done talking.
He had certainly picked up enough about kissing to steal her breath. His lips
were hard and demanding, his teeth gently biting into her lower lip.
“Yes.” His mouth moved on hers, “I like this kissing.” He sealed his lips
more firmly against hers. His tongue flicked out and she met the advance with
her own. She could feel him trembling against her. He really did like kissing.
Now that they were private, she moved her fingers into the hair at his
neck and trailed them upwards toward his jawline. She could feel the slight
bristle of hair against her fingers as she rubbed them against his face. Keeping
him distracted by the kiss, she slowly let her fingertips glance against the
base of his ear, and then pulled them back. He froze for a second in their kiss
and she kept moving her lips against his, pretending she didn’t know why he
stopped. When he relaxed against her, and resumed their kiss, she positioned
her fingers and gently pinched one earlobe. He shuddered dramatically against
her, his lips stopped moving and she opened her eyes.
Molten emotion was boiling in his deep chocolate eyes. She had never seen
a male with a look like this on his face. “Maliuth did I do something wrong?”
Alea had sensed that the ears played a very sexual role here on Prion, which is
why she had protested anyone touching them before. With Maliuth she had wanted
to do anything she could to make him desire her and maybe touching the ears was
taboo.
“You are so perfect it is scary.” He rasped out hoarsely. “You have done
nothing wrong.” Digging his fingers in her hair, he kissed one cheek
reverently. “So tiny.” He kissed her temple, “So beautiful.” He moved to breathe
hotly next to her ear. “So desirable.”
Alea knew what he was going to do, and her whole body was shaking in
anticipation. Between one breath and another, he placed his hot mouth against
her neck just below her ear. She drew in a great shuddering breath. He pulled
her more tightly against his chest, her breasts plastered against him and her
back arched. His lips burned against her neck, and then he moved them to hover
along her earlobe. With every breath, he blew his exhalations along her ear and
her nerves screamed in excitement.
She was writhing in an agony of need on his lap. Her hands moved along
his back and onto his shoulders. Her hips moved against him of their own volition.
She wasn’t an expert in Elven anatomy, but whatever they were doing was causing
a massive reaction in his pants. She didn’t worry about the logistics of the
sexual act because she knew this body was made for Maliuth. Whatever they did
next was going to be pleasurable she had faith in him.
“My pants.” He gasped and her fingers went from his shoulders to work the
strange fastening of them. His fingers had gone there as well and all she
managed to do was tangle their fingers together. Deciding that holding onto his
shoulders might be more helpful. She moved her hands out of the way. He quickly
managed the fastening and went to stand. She locked her arms around his neck
and legs around his waist. His fingers were trying to push his pants out of the
way. With her locked against him, he managed to delve his fingers into more
than just his pants.
“We need to get to a bed.” He groaned when she clasped the rigid flesh
pressing against her. Letting her fingers feel out the shape and steely warmth
she
had been partially destroyed from her rolling around the floor with the flaming
Oracle. There was a loud ripping sound, and she looked to see that the poor
gown had given up. Forcing her onto his lap was the death of the dress. It was
torn from hem to mid-stomach. Since she hadn’t been given any undergarments to
wear, that left her open and exposed to Maliuth’s devouring eyes. “That we
should do that thing again with our lips.”
“Kiss—?” Alea didn’t get the chance to finish. Maliuth was done talking.
He had certainly picked up enough about kissing to steal her breath. His lips
were hard and demanding, his teeth gently biting into her lower lip.
“Yes.” His mouth moved on hers, “I like this kissing.” He sealed his lips
more firmly against hers. His tongue flicked out and she met the advance with
her own. She could feel him trembling against her. He really did like kissing.
Now that they were private, she moved her fingers into the hair at his
neck and trailed them upwards toward his jawline. She could feel the slight
bristle of hair against her fingers as she rubbed them against his face. Keeping
him distracted by the kiss, she slowly let her fingertips glance against the
base of his ear, and then pulled them back. He froze for a second in their kiss
and she kept moving her lips against his, pretending she didn’t know why he
stopped. When he relaxed against her, and resumed their kiss, she positioned
her fingers and gently pinched one earlobe. He shuddered dramatically against
her, his lips stopped moving and she opened her eyes.
Molten emotion was boiling in his deep chocolate eyes. She had never seen
a male with a look like this on his face. “Maliuth did I do something wrong?”
Alea had sensed that the ears played a very sexual role here on Prion, which is
why she had protested anyone touching them before. With Maliuth she had wanted
to do anything she could to make him desire her and maybe touching the ears was
taboo.
“You are so perfect it is scary.” He rasped out hoarsely. “You have done
nothing wrong.” Digging his fingers in her hair, he kissed one cheek
reverently. “So tiny.” He kissed her temple, “So beautiful.” He moved to breathe
hotly next to her ear. “So desirable.”
Alea knew what he was going to do, and her whole body was shaking in
anticipation. Between one breath and another, he placed his hot mouth against
her neck just below her ear. She drew in a great shuddering breath. He pulled
her more tightly against his chest, her breasts plastered against him and her
back arched. His lips burned against her neck, and then he moved them to hover
along her earlobe. With every breath, he blew his exhalations along her ear and
her nerves screamed in excitement.
She was writhing in an agony of need on his lap. Her hands moved along
his back and onto his shoulders. Her hips moved against him of their own volition.
She wasn’t an expert in Elven anatomy, but whatever they were doing was causing
a massive reaction in his pants. She didn’t worry about the logistics of the
sexual act because she knew this body was made for Maliuth. Whatever they did
next was going to be pleasurable she had faith in him.
“My pants.” He gasped and her fingers went from his shoulders to work the
strange fastening of them. His fingers had gone there as well and all she
managed to do was tangle their fingers together. Deciding that holding onto his
shoulders might be more helpful. She moved her hands out of the way. He quickly
managed the fastening and went to stand. She locked her arms around his neck
and legs around his waist. His fingers were trying to push his pants out of the
way. With her locked against him, he managed to delve his fingers into more
than just his pants.
“We need to get to a bed.” He groaned when she clasped the rigid flesh
pressing against her. Letting her fingers feel out the shape and steely warmth
she
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