Captive of the Horde King (Horde Kings Of Dakkar #1) - Zoey Draven Page 0,74

groaned softly, squeezing my eyes shut. “I know. Until today, I didn’t even realize that was how you were perceiving it. I am inexperienced in matters like these. But…I liked when you touched me, Arokan. I just didn’t know how to show you.”

He froze. Underneath my hand, I felt the muscles in his chest flex.

“Neffar?” he growled.

His eyes were glowing golden now, but not in fury. In something else entirely.

I remembered my talk with Mirari and Lavi that morning. Determination shot through me. That and pent-up frustration and desire despite the mess I’d made that night. I definitely had some lost ground to make up.

With that thought, I brought my hands—albeit trembling—to laces of his hides.

His breath hitched. “What are you doing, kalles?”

Nervous adrenaline and need rushed under my skin as I carefully tugged him to sit on the edge of the bed.

Arokan looked stunned as I dropped to my knees in front of him, reaching into his hides for his thickening, hot cock.

“I’m taking some much-needed advice from a very wise female,” I told him, eager and anxious and determined.

Though I had no idea what I was doing, I ducked my head and wrapped my lips around his pulsing cock.

His resounding bellow could probably be heard all around camp.

Chapter Twenty-Five

“Vok, kalles!” Arokan rasped, his eyes darkening, his thighs spreading. His voice was hoarse from his bellow.

I looked up at him as I opened my mouth wider, trying to take him deeper. But it was next to impossible to take more than a few inches. He was too thick.

So, instead, I focused on his throbbing head, pulling back for air before leaning forward again to suck on the sensitive flesh softly.

I hoped I was doing this right. I knew next to nothing about pleasuring a male, but judging by the way Arokan’s chest heaved, how a tumble of groans and growls rose in his throat, how his eyes never left me…I figured I was doing something right.

What I didn’t expect was how aroused this would make me.

Nonetheless, I felt my sex gush, especially when he reached his hand down to gather up my hair when it fell in my face. He gripped it gently, helping to guide me in a steady rhythm over his cock.

I moaned around his length and he whispered something in Dakkari, his eyes closing for a brief moment. My eyes found the rigid bump just above the base of his shaft and I saw it harden. Intrigued, I reached forward and brushed my fingers over it, feeling it begin to vibrate at the stimulation.

Arokan exhaled a sharp breath, his head falling back in pleasure, the strong tendons in his throat stretching. A thrill went through me. I liked this. I liked seeing him this way, I liked that I was doing this to him.

“Does that feel good?” I whispered, pressing the bump.

“Vok, lysi,” he hissed, his voice broken.

Pleased, flushed with excitement and arousal, I returned to sucking the head of his head. Soon, however, my jaw began to ache. I pulled back to catch my breath, continuing to stroke him with my fist. Then, curious, I leaned forward and licked the vibrating bump, laving it with my tongue, remembering the press of it against my clit when he fucked me those first times.

That made him roar with pleasure. Then, I felt the grip in my hair tighten, felt him pull my head back, exposing my throat.

I met his gaze with half-lidded glazed over eyes and reddened lips.

“Enough, rei Morakkari,” he rasped, his breathing ragged. With one quick maneuver, he pulled me from between his legs and back onto the bed. “You will make me cum before I am ready.”

Then he stood from the bed, his engorged cock bobbing. He didn’t bother to kick off his pants, he simply tugged mine down and tossed them to the floor, baring my lower half.

He cursed and took my legs in his grip, pulling them wide. “Look at how pink and wet your cunt is for me, kalles.”

I bit my lip, wiggling my hips, trying to inch closer to him. “Please, Arokan,” I whispered. “Please.”

With a rough growl, he positioned his cock at my entrance and he thrust inside me with one stiff, teeth-chattering, sublime motion. He let out a deep, deep groan that I felt reverberate in my own body.

“Oh yes!” I moaned, my eyes squeezing shut. A little pain twinged deep inside, but I didn’t care. I just needed to get used to his size again. It felt