Raven's Return - Ruby Dixon Page 0,49

here, and the tip of him is wet already. I drag a fingertip through it, circling the head of his cock. "I love this," I whisper against his neck as I lean in to give him another love bite. "You're so big and thick. I've been dreaming about touching you."

He sucks in a hot breath. "You have?" His hand steals to my thigh and then creeps upward, moving under the tunic. "I thought I was the only one. I have thought about touching you ever since we first watched the stars together."

Ever since then? I'm touched and more than a little flattered. It's been weeks—months, probably—and he's never let on that he's been interested until now. He's far too good at keeping his own secrets, I decide, and I stroke my hand down his cock, learning him with a touch. He really is thick, almost as big around as my wrist, and the thought makes my mouth water. More than that, he's got all these fascinating ridges. And a spur. It's downright ridiculous in the best possible way. I've never been a religious woman, but it's like God is making up for dumping me on an ice planet by giving me a big sexy alien with a massive toy in his loincloth.

I'm pretty okay with that.

U'dron groans as I work him with my hand. His eyes are squeezed tightly shut, as if he needs to focus against the intense sensations. There's no poker face here, and I love that I can see just how much my touch affects him. "Should I…scout the beach one more time?" He jerks against my hand, thrusting his cock against my grip.

That seems like…an odd thing to say. "Uh, why?"

"In case Juth is…nearby…watching." He rocks against my hand.

His words make me pause. Part of me doesn't care that Juth is watching—after all, I've stripped for money, right? Hundreds have probably seen my tits. But having sex in front of someone else isn't the same thing, and it takes away the intimacy of the moment.

It's probably better if we wait to rejoin the tribe anyhow. If U'dron doesn't have second thoughts about me after I confess all my secrets, then I'll screw him three ways to Sunday and leave him begging for mercy. If he does have second thoughts then…no harm, I guess.

I mean, other than my heart, of course. But it's been broken a few times before. I'll survive. In the end, I have to be with someone that wants me as who I am, completely and utterly. So I lean forward and give him a chaste kiss. "We'll wait until we rejoin the others."

U'dron nods, and the disappointment on his face is pretty gratifying, considering he just cockblocked himself. I expect him to pull away, but instead, he tugs me close and cuddles me, wrapping his big arms around me and holding me. It's…lovely. I sigh happily and snuggle down against him.

If we can't have sex, snuggling is almost as good.

18

RAVEN

The raft is a terrible, horrible idea.

I mean, it'd probably be good in the right hands. But in U'dron's hands and mine? It's a total disaster. The big guy is great at building a raft, but not so great when it comes to steering one. He digs the paddle in like he's attacking the water, and we end up going in circles for a while. To make matters worse, he's so big that the raft constantly feels like it's tipping in his direction and it doesn't take much to overbalance us.

After a few rough starts, we manage to get going, but I have to cling to my end of the small raft or I slide all the way back into U'dron's lap. Which is fine…except then it tips the whole thing and we have to start all over again.

"I am not very skilled with this," he admits after we dump into the icy water for the third time that day. He hauls me to shore, rubbing his hands on my wet arms to warm them. "I swam here instead of building a raft."

"Why don't we do that?" I ask, shivering.

"I worry it will be hard on you. That the creatures that live in the great water will look at you as a tasty treat."

He makes an excellent point. I don't want to be eaten, either. "Raft it is, then. But I want a paddle, too."

The fifth round seems to be the charm, and by the time we get going, the twin suns are up