The slick liquid seeping from his skin had a taste, I discovered. The flavor reminded me of cloves and nutmeg, a bit spicy and unexpectantly pleasant.
He threw his head back with a long, guttural groan.
“Tell me if you want me to stop.” I wrapped my lips around the tip then slid my mouth along his length, taking more of it.
“Don’t...” he rasped. “Do whatever you want to me, but do not stop.”
I hummed in agreement, flexing my lips and pumping my hand along what I couldn’t fit into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip.
His abs flexed and his thighs shook.
“I—” he managed before his hard, throbbing length spasmed in my mouth. A hot, spicy stream hit the back of my throat.
Not expecting so much of it and so soon, I gagged, coughing. He slipped out of my mouth. Spurts of vivid green with a pearly sheen, kept shooting out as I pumped him with my hands. Mixed with water, they swirled around my legs before being sucked into the floor.
I took my hands off only when he stopped coming. He swayed then dropped to his knees in front of me.
I cupped his face. “Was it good?” I searched his eyes. His expression was a confusing mix of torture and bliss. “Better than the last time?” I asked with hope.
“Every time with you is simply amazing,” he groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist.
He lowered his mouth to mine, sliding me into his lap.
My core connected with another hard thickness between us. His second penis remained as erect as ever, throbbing urgently between us.
“I never got to learn what you like,” Wyck said softly, placing a kiss on my shoulder next.
“Generally, it takes time for human women.” I felt the need to warn him after having witnessed, twice now, how quickly he came himself. “Our bodies need some... um, longer stimulation to reach an orgasm.”
“I’ve got time,” he murmured against my skin, moving his kisses up to my neck. “I don’t have to be anywhere until breakfast, which is in about eight hours. Would that be enough? Or shall we forget about breakfast tomorrow?”
The stubble on his chin tickled against the skin on my collar bone, making me giggle.
“It shouldn’t take that long,” I said. “If we do it right, we may even have some time left for sleep, out of those eight hours.”
Judging by the way my body already buzzed with desire, it might not even take long at all.
“Remember I don’t know what I’m doing.” He slid his hands up my back then slipped one between us to cup my breast. “You’ll have to teach me.”
His thumb grazed my nipple, and I inhaled sharply as ripples of pleasure fluttered through my chest to my lower belly.
“You liked that?” He took my other breast in his other hand, rolling the tip under his thumb. “Does this feel good?”
“You’re... an excellent student,” I breathed out.
Sweet pressure swelled hot between my legs, and I rocked my hips against him, needing to move.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered, catching my mouth with his once again. His tongue found mine quickly as he kissed me with passion and confidence.
The taste of him still lingered in my mouth—spicy, pleasant, and clean. He released my breasts, and I pressed myself closer to him.
“I want you inside me,” I begged, grasping for the erection between us.
He was so huge, and I was too impatient in my desperate desire for him. Sliding my hand just once or twice along his length, I didn’t make him much smaller before impaling myself on him.
A deep roar vibrated deep inside his throat as I lowered my hips into his lap. Despite the intense urge to have him in me, I had to do it slowly. Tightly stretched around him, I inched down, each tiny slide shooting sparks of pleasure through my entire body.
“Nadia, you look—” Wyck gazed at me intensely. “Am I hurting you?”
“No, sweetheart...” I rose over his thighs, letting him out a little, then lowered my hips again, taking him deeper. “This is everything. Having you inside me is...wonderful.”
Wrapping my arms tightly around his neck, I kissed him, putting everything I couldn’t express in words into that kiss.
Wyck had been my survival. He’d always made me feel safe. But for the first time since I came here, the joy of life was seeping back into my heart. He didn’t just help me survive, he was bringing me back to life.