Raven's Return - Ruby Dixon Page 0,59

else. I know I'll enjoy touching him, it's just figuring out how he likes being touched. If he doesn't like it when I lick him, well, he's not going to like a lot of what I do, so it just means changing tactics and figuring out what he enjoys.

I shouldn't have worried. U'dron lets out a choked sound of sheer bliss. "Your…tongue…"

"You like that?"

"Too much." His voice is heavy with meaning, and his hand clenches ever so lightly in my hair again, as if he's still afraid to touch me.

"No such thing," I tease, leaning down to lick him again. As I do, I notice the head of his cock is wet with pre-cum that's beaded up since my last lick. I lap at each bead of liquid, taking the time to tease him with little flicks of my tongue. I love his reactions, the way his hand twitches in my hair every time I taste him. All I've done is lick the head of his cock, and he's so eager and ready that his entire body seems to react when I touch him.

I don't want him to worry if he comes too fast. Virgins aren't known for their stamina, and I don't mind. I just want him to feel good about what we do. I know his clan has tried to fill his head with nonsense about how he's not a “real” hunter, but he's the most appealing, most masculine man on the beach in my eyes, and I want him to feel that, too.

So I try to slow things down a little. I caress him lightly with my hand, learning his length. The ridges on his cock feel just as firm and enticing as I thought they would, and his spur fascinates me. I touch him all over with my hands, keeping my mouth off of him for now, and glance up at U'dron. "What feels good?"

"All of it." His answer is firm and immediate.

I want to giggle at how quickly he responds. "Is there any part that's more sensitive than the rest?"

"Everything…under my loincloth…"

I bite my lip to hold back my laughter, because I did ask, and his answer is so intensely earnest. I try a different tactic, instead. "Tell me where you'd like my mouth."

He groans, his eyes closed, and for a moment I think he's not going to answer me. But then his hand in my hair guides me, ever so lightly, toward his cock. I give him a teasing lick, and love the ragged sound I get in response.

"I love how big you are," I purr, sliding my fingers around the base of his shaft. "I want to take all of you in my mouth and suck, but I'm not sure you'll fit."

U'dron's pained groan is music to my ears. "You…will you…try?"

"Oh yeah," I breathe, and lick the head of his cock again. "Don't you worry about that." I lick him again, dragging my tongue along the underside of his shaft. I love the way his body moves in response, how his tail lashes back and forth as if it's the only part of him that can't stay still, no matter what. I press a kiss on the head of his cock, and then take it into my mouth.

It's definitely a tight fit, but Mama didn't raise no quitter.

I work my mouth over him, running my tongue over his skin to get him good and wet as I take him deeper and deeper. With my jaw relaxed, I'm able to take what feels like an enormous amount of alien cock into my mouth, but there's still so much left to go that I know I'll never be able to work him like I normally would. I close my lips over him and increase suction, even as I pump his shaft with one hand and tease his sac with the other. I don't have enough hands to include his spur, but U'dron doesn't seem to mind. His gasp of ecstasy tells me that this is plenty for him, and when his hand knots in my hair and begins to push on my head when I move, I know he's lost in the moment.

I love when he thrusts into my mouth, his hips jerking as he loses himself to my ministrations. It makes me redouble my efforts, and I suck on him with enthusiasm, only losing my rhythm when he pushes deep and hits the back of my throat. I let him go, coughing a little,