straight to my pussy. "Nor I." He nips again, working his way over my throat, his teeth grazing lightly in a way that's so fucking hot that it makes me squirm. "I could stay here for days."
Oh fuck, me too. "U'dron," I moan. "Touch me."
"I am touching you."
"Touch me lower," I say encouragingly, and rub his cock again. "Touch me like I touch you."
I worry he's going to be shy, that he's going to hesitate and ask if it's all right. He's a virgin, after all. But U'dron's also very enthusiastic, and I want to laugh with pure joy when he immediately shoves the tunic up to my waist and plants his hand between my thighs. There's zero hesitation there, just pure, unadulterated need, and I absolutely love it. I spread my thighs for him and gasp when his roughened, thick fingers press against the seam of my folds. I'm so wet, and I whimper when he rubs his fingers through my slickness.
"I want to taste you," he murmurs, pressing hot kisses to my throat, over and over. "Let me taste you, R'ven."
As if I'm going to say no? "Touch me however you want, U'dron. I want it, too."
He groans with sheer pleasure, and then his mouth leaves my throat and he grabs the tunic, ripping it off of my body and tossing it aside. I realize belatedly that I don't recognize the tunic, and it must be something he put me in after I passed out last night. Don't care, isn't important. What's important is that now I'm completely and utterly naked, and he presses hot kisses right down my front, ignoring my breasts and heading right for the mount of my pussy.
All right, different, but I'll take it. Normally my breasts get all the attention and my pussy gets ignored. This is a fun change of pace.
U'dron peppers more kisses over my thighs, rubbing his mouth against my skin as if he wants to experience me in every single way possible. I remember belatedly that my skin is salty with seawater and I put a hand on his hair to pause him. "Wait, do you want me to bathe—"
He shakes his head, diving between my thighs in silent answer.
I bite back a little squeal of delight, because he wastes no time in going straight for the good stuff. He drags his tongue over my folds, lapping up my taste, exploring me with his tongue. And oh fuck, that tongue. It's all ridges and thick power, and he works it against my core, flicking eagerly and delving in to taste me. "U'dron," I pant, reaching down to part my folds with my fingers. "My clit."
"Show me," he growls, and his voice is so sexy it sends a shudder through my body. Oh fuck, if he just talks to me like that, I'm going to come so damn hard.
I touch the little bud, circling the hood around it with a light fingertip. "This," I tell him, dipping a finger into my wetness and then dragging it back up to my clit and circling again. It's just how I masturbate, and having him watch with such an avid expression is making me all kinds of crazy. I've never had to show a guy how to pleasure me before…but then again, no one has ever bothered to ask what feels good, either. I love that he wants to learn.
Everyone that's ever made a joke about male virgins has never had someone like U'dron hungry to pleasure them.
I barely tease my clit before his mouth is there, his tongue pressing against my clit and then circling it like I showed him. My eyes nearly roll back in my head at the sensation, and I arch my hips against his mouth. "Oh, that's so good," I breathe, dragging my hands through his hair as he works my clit. "You can suck on it, too—"
I don't even have the words out before he does, and my legs jerk in response, a whimper escaping me.
"Your taste is perfect," he tells me, lifting his mouth for the briefest of moments to give me a long, leisurely lick. "I want to do this all the time."
"I am happy to have you do so," I tell him, twining my fingers in his mane. "All yours."
He rumbles with pleasure, his mouth latching onto my clit again. It's on the tip of my tongue to tell him that I also like fingers deep inside me, working me at the same time