from base to tip.
His breathing grew ragged as she tortured him oh so sweetly with her touch.
Then she reached out with her other hand, tracing a line down from his navel to the base of his cock. “On Earth some of our males have a line of hair that grows here, in the middle of where your plates are located. We call it a happy trail.”
Lo'San gave a lopsided grin. “Because what lies at the end of the trail can make you happy?” he asked.
“Exactly,” she answered. “You, though. You give a whole other meaning to the phrase happy trail.”
Synclare licked her lips as she held him in her hand, barely able to hold him still when he throbbed in response to her touch.
“I want to taste you, I want to feel you inside me, I want to fill my body with your scent. I want your claim, your mark, your scent enveloping me. I want to forget that anyone other than you ever touched me. Will you do that for me, my mate?” Synclare asked, canting her head to the side as she released her hold on him and hurriedly unbuttoned her shirt and dropped it to the floor before pushing her body hugging leggings down her legs.
Lo’San’s purr stuttered into a soft growl. “Do you promise you will not be frightened of me?” he asked as he caught his lip between his teeth as he watched her reveal her body to him.
“I promise. Don’t hold back,” Synclare begged as she tried to fight free of the leggings still encircling her ankles. “I need to lose myself in you.”
Chapter 5
Lo'San lunged for Synclare and she just managed to grab hold of him as one moment she was seated at the foot of the bed, and the next she was flat on her back — her head cradled on his pillow as a naked Lo'San held himself above her. With a steady growl, he ripped her tangled leggings away from her ankles, tossing them over his shoulder. He didn’t speak, he didn’t ask permission, and he didn’t give it a second thought. His mate had asked him not to hold back, and he wouldn’t.
Lo'San looked down at Synclare and ran a single finger down her body from her collar bone to her hip. Then he pushed himself back, sat on his heels and looked down at Synclare spread before him, panting, aroused, waiting for him to take her. He grasped one of her ankles in each hand and lifted them up and out, opening her to his perusal. “I have touched many females over the years, but never one such as you. Humans are not common this far from Earth,” he admitted, letting go of her right ankle. “Hold your leg up,” he instructed, so sure she’d do it, he didn’t even check to be sure she complied. His eyes were glued to the soft flesh between her legs as he dragged his fingers through her folds.
Synclare smiled at the way he took control though just moments before he’d been asking for her permission. Control was more of a way of life for him than he realized, and it excited her more than she’d imagined.
The dampness that coated his fingers as he stroked her drew his attention. There were a few other species that self-lubricated, but for the most part, he hadn't even noticed if other females responded to him this way or not. Males of his kind provided a prelubrication that was ejaculated just prior to pushing their way into whichever female was willing to accommodate them. This made it possible for immediate mating should their female be attempting to accommodate more than one male in a short time span. In addition to that the fact that most females of his own species didn’t enjoy sex unless they were in heat made the males’ ability to lubricate the female themselves very handy. Lo'San pushed his fingers into Synclare and pulled his lips back in a snarl of arousal at the feel of her squeezing him. He experimented with her body to see how far she’d stretch before withdrawing his fingers and licking them clean.
Synclare began to pant more quickly, and her hips lifted toward him. “Oh my god, Lo'San,” she whimpered.
“You are finding pleasure with me,” he said, thrilled that she wanted him to touch her and wasn’t just submitting. “What do you need to achieve release?” he asked, clearly not familiar with a human female’s body.
“Touch me here,”