Her gut told her that he spoke the truth, that perhaps, this was his way of mending things with her. For the first time, Erin wondered if there really was something to be explored with him.
Of course, there were so many other things to consider. But that night, she just wanted to be present with him and not worry about what would come.
Sitting in his lap, she tugged her tunic over her head. It was dark enough in the cave that she didn’t feel an overwhelming sense of self-consciousness about her body, which she was aware was very different than Luxirian females. But heat flared in Jaxor’s eyes, telling her everything she needed to know.
That he desired her greatly, that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Things had changed between them so rapidly. The past couple days had felt like weeks together. She wondered what the next couple days would bring, the feelings that would he would stir.
Jaxor didn’t touch her though. He remained still—though she felt his cock straining in his loincloth, which she realized he mostly wore at night—and simply gazed at her bared body, at her breasts, her waist, the flare of her hips, her sex.
“You haven’t had any release today,” she murmured, leaning forward to drag her lips across his granite jaw. She heard his deep swallow, felt the way his muscles tightened. She smiled. He’d called her a temptress last night and for the first time, she actually felt like one. “Don’t you ache?”
He’d brought her to two orgasms that morning, but he’d denied himself entirely. She wondered why.
When she reached down, he bit out a quiet curse as her hand wrapped around his straining cock. His hand came to hers, his eyes a little wild.
Her lips parted, swallowing when she realized how hard he was. Heat was pouring from him and when she looked down at the tip, pre-cum shimmered there, leaking down the sides.
“You have been aching,” she whispered, raising her eyes. She almost felt ashamed that he’d been like this without her knowledge.
Even though his hips jerked when she tightened her grip, he attempted to pull her hand away.
“Rixella, I do not think we should—” Erin stroked down and up quickly, making him hiss in pleasure. “Vrax!”
He was sensitive. He needed to come, that much was obvious. It turned her on just thinking about pleasuring him.
Erin smiled, her nipples tingling, her belly fluttering with anticipation. Slowly, she stroked his cock, up and down, tightening her grip around the head and at the very base. The knobs and ridges that lined the top and bottom of his shaft felt good across her palm. She could only imagine how exquisite they would feel inside her.
He shook his head, again trying to pull her hand away. “Rixella, you do not need to do this.”
“I want to,” she corrected. “Do you want to feel how much?”
Jaxor said something in Luxirian, looking down between their bodies as she slid her sex against his cock. The heat made her moan, made her pussy clench with want and need as she left a trail of her arousal on his cock.
His expression was one of desperate disbelief when he met her eyes. He wanted this, but for some reason, he was trying to dissuade her.
“Let me make you come first, luxiva,” he said, his tone hurried and pleading.
Erin stilled. He’d called her luxiva. And this time, it wasn’t in mockery. He’d called her fated mate in his language, and he’d meant it.
Did he even realize?
“No,” she whispered, pressing her lips to his, softly stroking his tongue with her own, making him groan into her mouth. “This time, I get to make you come first.”
When she pulled back, his head fell back, resting on the stone wall of the cave, the column of his neck exposed, the strong line of his jaw even more prominent. His eyes were hooded in defeat and his abdomen clenched violently when she gave him another long, hard stroke.
“Yes?” she whispered.
His eyes closed for a brief moment. For some reason, Erin thought she caught a flash of guilt on his face, but it was gone as quickly as it appeared, making her think she’d imagined it.
“Tev,” he rasped.
She grinned in triumph as his hands finally came to her. One curled around her hip, the other toyed with one of her nipples, making her bite her bottom lip.
When the stimulation became too much, too soon, she quickly slipped off his lap and knelt