she whispered, rubbing her swollen clit.
Lo'San gently, but firmly, moved her hand away with his own, experimenting, applying pressure as he touched her, then stroking more lightly to find just the touch that made her moan the loudest. Once satisfied he knew the best way to stroke that part of her, he laid himself out on the bed and engulfed her with his mouth. Synclare cried out and pulled at the longer lengths of hair on top of his head as she held him to her. “Yes! This, I need this. I knew your tongue would be amazing,” she said, rocking her hips to move her pussy against his tongue as he lapped at her. Lo'San licked and nibbled every part of her sensitive flesh he could find before finally settling in to concentrate on that one part of her body she’d indicated would bring her satisfaction. He used the fingers of one hand to press on either side of her swollen nub, making it stand out from her body so he could drag his tongue over it again and again until she was trembling and begging him to make her come.
He didn’t let up, just continued with the constant stimulation his tongue gave her until she clamped her thighs down on either side of his head and a very sexy, very enticing keening sound found its way up and out of her throat. Lo'San kept licking her until her breathing began to settle, her thighs released him, and her hands moved from his head to his shoulders. He glanced from his new favorite place in the universe — between her legs — to see her expression.
Synclare was looking down at him as she licked her lips. Her hips were rocking gently as her body invited him to take it in any way he wanted. Synclare reached down and slipped her slender fingers around his bicep and pulled, letting him know she wanted him to move up her body.
As he did so, he stared into her eyes, stopping to kiss her stomach, dip his tongue into her navel, swipe his tongue across her pale nipples and watch them harden in response. Lo'San thought about Synclare telling him to take her, to mark her and make her his. She didn’t want him to ask for permission, she just wanted him to take what was his. So he did.
He settled into place above her, looking down on his mate, loving the way she writhed beneath him waiting for him to possess her. He tilted his hips to adjust the heavy weight of his cock as it probed her body, looking for the entrance he knew was waiting for him.
As the swollen, wet slit of her body cradled his cock, he pulled back until the rounded head of his penis was stretched open at its own slit and a smaller, pointed gland, looking much like a longer, more pliable version of the ridges on his shoulders pushed through the opening.
Synclare’s eyes widened as she watched the gland stretch itself toward her.
“I will not ever cause you pain,” Lo'San promised.
Synclare didn’t take her eyes off his cock, and she didn’t indicate she heard, but she didn’t flinch away, so surely some part of her had heard him. As she watched, the gland that extended from the head of his cock swelled and seemed to glisten and undulate, then released a slippery, clear substance, shooting several strong jets of it to completely cover her pussy in whatever the liquid was.
“To be sure you are ready, and that I don’t tear you,” he said before he rubbed himself in the liquid, then angled his hips again, and once lined up with her body shoved his way inside her with one strong thrust.
Synclare screamed when he entered her body, not accustomed to his girth or length, though the liquid did make entry slippery smooth.
Lo'San froze, looking down at her when she screamed. “Sink Lar?” he asked urgently.
“I’m okay. Just give me a second,” she said, clenching and unclenching her vaginal muscles as she held him tightly inside her.
“I can expel more…” he said.
“I don’t need it. Is that what it does, prepare me in case I’m not aroused?” she asked. But even as she said the words she felt the effects of whatever he’d doused her in. A deep-seated need began to gnaw away at her womb, her clit felt fevered and actually had an itching sensation growing inside or on it, or both, she wasn't sure