to clear some of the fog. That crazed feeling was growing. A part of him worried that if it grew too much, he would leap from the springs, turn her over, and fuck her like some wild beast. He would only be calmed by her moans and cries echoing in the cave, from her cunt squeezing him tight.
Vrax!
Her fingers, now slick from his tongue, went to her clit. He let out a guttural, rough sound, his jaw clenching so hard he was surprised he didn’t break bone and teeth.
His seed was rising in his shaft. He would shame himself because he desired her so much.
With a soft groan, he batted away her hand, deciding to give in to her because if he did not, he would lose his fucking mind.
Erin’s cry of pleasure, of victory, reverberated in his ears as he suckled on her clit, tasting her heat and musk and need.
“Oh God,” she choked out before her hips bucked. In a wordless cry, her back arched, her fist squeezed on his horns, and she began to orgasm on his tongue.
It set into motion his own orgasm, blinding pricks of pleasure making his cock spasm underneath the water. He roared into her flesh as she gasped helplessly. Over and over again, he pumped his seed into the water. Even when his varx were empty of it, his body still jerked.
His wicked, wicked rixella was descending from her own orgasm, little shivers racking her.
Jaxor’s forehead dropped to rest on her inner thigh, still scenting her arousal. His chest heaved. He closed his eyes, wondering if he’d ever known this kind of pleasure before her.
He feared he wouldn’t be able to live without it now.
Without her.
Chapter Twenty-One
Erin blinked up at the dark ceiling of the cave, watching as the light from the lantern danced across, producing interesting shadows and patterns on the stone.
One of Jaxor’s stiffened horns was pressing into the soft flesh of her belly. A stray thought came to her. That he could move the wrong way and cut her deeply. It only served to remind her of how different they were.
She swallowed, knowing she should be frightened, but she couldn’t bring herself to be.
He hadn’t moved from his position. She felt his breath fanning out along her inner thigh and though she’d just had the orgasm of the century, she felt her body impossibly readying for more.
Her friends had told her about this. This insatiable, driving need. A couple nights back, when they’d been dry humping each other like teenagers, that had only been like jiggling the handle of a door better kept locked.
Now?
It was like the floodgates had opened. Burst open, blowing that door off the hinges. They hadn’t had sex, but anticipation was making her shiver. What would it be like if he was inside her? Filling her, stretching her? Feeling his seed inside?
What is wrong with me? she questioned, her face beginning to flush from the thought.
The realization of what they’d just done was slowly rebooting her mind. He’d been different that night. He’d been open to her, open to possibility. But what did it mean?
Erin cleared her throat. Her hand was still wrapped around one of his horns and she slowly released it.
Whenever Erin had done something stupid, or something out of her control, her motto had always been: it happened…move on.
Only, Erin wasn’t so sure she wanted to move on. What if she let this play out? What if she explored this with him?
Jaxor moved, slowly lifting his head to peer up at her. His eyes were so dark they appeared black, his pupils blown wide.
Erin licked her bottom lip, tasting him there. “That was…”
Nice? Fantastic? Mind-blowing? Out of this world? Fucking life changing?
Jaxor straightened and before she could blink, he lifted her from the edge of the hot springs and maneuvered back into the steaming water.
Erin was surprised when he brought her against him, but slowly she relaxed in his arms, holding onto his shoulders as her legs wrapped around his waist. She felt his still hard cock pressing into her belly.
Surprised confusion made her brow furrow. “You didn’t come?”
His voice was gravelly and rough as he said, “I am surprised you ask me this when I bellowed so loud, I am certain the kekevir heard it.”
Erin blushed. “Oh.”
But she was pleased—and perhaps more than a little turned on—with the knowledge that he’d orgasmed hard. Just like she had.
“You are my temptress tonight,” he murmured, leading them to the other side of the