The Alien's Equal (Drixonian Warrior #7) - Ella Maven Page 0,38

low moan while his fingers slowly stroked the inside of my thighs, as if giving me a heads up on where he planned to head next.

I wanted him there between my thighs. I’d never had a man go down on me, too uncomfortable at the vulnerable feeling and self-conscious of the view of my body from that angle. But with Nero, I felt sexy and confident. I wanted his tongue on me and his purple eyes glowing at me while I held onto his horns.

He shimmied lower on the bed until his shoulders settled between my hips. He pushed my legs wide, and with eyes burning into mine, he licked a heated path up my pussy.

“Oh,” I groaned as he swirled the tip of his tongue around my clit before pulling it into his mouth with a strong suction. I’d never felt anything like it. Even some of the toys I had at home that cost an obscene amount of money couldn’t do what Nero could with his mouth.

He made love to my clit like that, alternating between licks and sucks and swirls. Even a nip or two of a fang sent zaps of pleasure shooting up my spine until my head felt fuzzy and my mouth dry. When he continued his prushing—that steady vibration that traveled up his chest to his mouth—and slipped that tongue inside of me, I began to babble incoherently. Oceans crashed in my ears, pigs flew, and I let out an inhumane shriek as an orgasm barreled down my spine until it detonated in my core like a bomb.

By the time I came back into my own body, my face was wet with tears and my limbs were floppy noodles. Nero was smiling down at me, his face shiny as his long tongue licked down to his chin and up over his nose like he wanted to capture every last essence of me.

“My cora,” he nuzzled into my neck and I felt the hard throb of his cock along my sensitive flesh. “You come so beautifully.” He lapped away my tears, which nearly made me cry again, and massaged my shoulders until feeling returned to my wrung-out body.

“May I have you?” He nipped at my ear.

“You already do,” I murmured as he breached me with the broad head of his cock. I shifted at the intrusion because he was huge with a pierced ring through the tip. But I was also soaked, and with one little roll of my hips, he slipped inside further.

His head fell forward on a groan, and I didn’t miss the shudder that ran down his spine. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, and pressed him to my chest, loving the way his velvety scales felt against my sensitive nipples. “Take me, Nero,” I whispered.

He plunged his hips forward until I felt his groin meet mine. His cock filled me with the most delicious feeling, like he was plugging all my cracks and imperfections, like together we made something whole.

He thrust into me with a rhythm I knew would live in my head for the rest of my life. All the while, he cradled my head with the back of his hand as he pressed my face into his neck.

I couldn’t think of anything but his delicious weight on top of me and his girth filling me repeatedly. When his subcock—that delicious node above his cock—latched onto my clit and sucked, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I came again, squeezing him tight until he too came on a long, breathy moan. His cock pulsed inside me, and I relished the tremble of his body as he let himself go.

He rolled us onto our sides, but remained inside my body, his cock jerking a few times as my inner walls continued to ripple. I wasn’t sure if I was still coming or experiencing another mini-orgasm. All I knew was that I didn’t want this to end. I dozed off with Nero’s fingers steadily combing through my hair and three words on my lips that meant more to me than he’d ever know.

Ten

Nero

Everything about my mate was amazing, from her hair to her pert nipples to her small feet and tiny toes. And her cunt… I’d never tasted anything like it. I could have made a home between her thighs, and even now I resisted drifting down her body, but only because she was asleep, and I didn’t want to wake her. I’d worn her out, and