own. Something tells me that we're not going to get much done this morning. We'll just take turns pleasuring one another until someone passes out from exhaustion. It's not the worst way to spend a day, that's for sure. I trace my finger over his lips, then trail it down his chest and head toward his cock. "When I say your legs are like tree trunks, it's because they're so big and thick that it excites me."
He groans, his hands fisting in the furs, as if he's afraid to touch me and wreck the moment. "Then they can be trees. They can be whatever pleases you."
I give him a sultry smile and run my hands up and down his skin. It ripples in color as my hands move over him, as if he's trying to match up to me, and I love the sight of it. "You're so fascinating to look at. I wouldn't mind just staring at you for a while."
"If…if that is what you wish." U'dron sounds as if he's resigned and trying to hide it.
His reluctance makes me bite back a giggle, and I lean down to lick a stripe up one thigh. "I said I wouldn't mind. I didn't say I'd do it. You need a release, and I'd be a cruel woman to keep that from you."
The breath hisses from his lungs as I lick him, tasting salt on his skin from the ocean. It's an unexpected taste, but I like it. His skin is warm and vibrant under my tongue, and I'm surprised at the texture. It's a bit like licking velvet, and I know it's because of the suede-like feel of his skin. I decide I don't mind it, though. I don't mind anything about him, not the thicker fur on his calves and lower arms, not the claws that tip his fingers or his slightly elongated fangs. I like all of it, because it makes him who he is. U'dron's perfect in my eyes.
And his cock is perfect, too, if I'm honest with myself. So big and thick and ready, it's flushed a darker shade of blue thanks to the blood flow that's surged to that part of his body. I nibble my way across his thighs toward it, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting him. I want to trace every ridge with my tongue, to explore his spur, to toy with his sac…I want to do all kinds of things to him. But I can't resist one more tease. "Does all of you change colors?" I ask, licking a path across his hips.
In response, his color ripples to match my paler one, and all of him changes shades. It's bizarre to see on his big form, and I giggle when the skin I've been kissing is suddenly pasty like my own. "I like you best when you're blue," I tell him. "You don't have to match me."
"I like you," he rasps. "I like all of you."
Sweet man. I glide my body over his, letting my nipples brush against his skin as I move to take the hand on the far side of me. I place it on my head, letting him touch my hair. "You don't have to hold onto the furs," I say softly. "You can touch me."
His big hand reaches out for me. He touches my hair, then slides his hand down to my jaw, caressing it. His gaze is locked on my mouth, and I can tell he's utterly entranced at the thought of what I'm about to do.
I slide my hands over his chest, rubbing, and then head toward his hips, because there's no sense in torturing the man. "I've done this before, but never with an alien, so if I do something you don't like, you'll have to tell me, all right?"
"I will like all of it, I assure you." The look on his face is practically frantic with need, and he's twitching on the furs. I'm half-surprised he hasn't pawed my head and shoved it toward his crotch. The fact that he hasn't just says what a wonderful guy he is. Even though he's out of his mind with need, he won't grab at me. After working in clubs when guys felt like they could grab me however they wanted, I appreciate that.
He's just…perfection.
With my gaze locked on U'dron, I bend over his body, leaning toward his cock, and lick the head of it. It's more to see how he reacts than anything