Mari's Mistake - Ruby Dixon Page 0,90

I am. I don't care. All I know is that my words get results, because his mouth latches onto my breast and then I'm keening with hungry little whimpers, my fingers digging into his thick mane as he drags his textured tongue over my nipple. It feels so good I'm rocking my hips against nothing at all.

"Patience," he says, soothing my skin with more kisses. "You know I will fill you up and make you feel good, do you not?" He sucks on one nipple, even as he teases the other, until I'm panting and clinging to him, needing more. My khui is so loud that it feels as if it's making my entire chest vibrate, which adds an entirely new layer of sensation to things. I'm so ready for him to push my legs apart and shove his way deep, but I can tell from his expression—and by the sheer control he has right now—that he's going to draw this out.

And that turns me on even more.

"When I first saw your teats, my Mari, I did not know what to make of them," T'chai murmurs as he swirls his tongue around one sensitive nipple. "You had no kit in your arms, but your teats were swollen and seemed so soft. They move when you move, and I love watching that. It makes me imagine touching them, rubbing my face against them and tasting your skin." When I moan, he does just that, burying his face between my breasts and squeezing them tight, making the valley deeper. "But you taste just as sweet here as anywhere else." He looks up at me with a wicked expression on his face. "And so I must continue exploring."

"Oooh," I whimper. He thumbs my nipples one last time before he slides lower. He kisses my belly, his mouth indolent and lazy as he licks a leisurely path down my skin. I know he's dragging it out now to make me crazy…and it's working. I'm practically coming out of my skin by the time he reaches the waist of my skirt.

He plucks at it for a moment, considering, and then lifts his head. "I have not yet hummed on your cunt, have I?"

"W-what?" I blink up at him. In the haze of desire, it's hard for me to concentrate on what he's saying. "What do you mean?"

T'chai makes a sound in his throat, almost like a tsk. "I am the most selfish of mates. I have not yet buried my tongue deep inside you."

"Oh." While it's a true statement, I haven't really felt as if our sex life was lacking. I figured it was one of those things we'd eventually tackle when the right moment came along. All of our matings so far have been brief, explosive rounds of sex that mostly involved getting off as quickly as possible, and each time I've come so hard that it hasn't mattered to me where he has or hasn't put his mouth. He's touched me there, of course, and every time we have sex, he rubs my folds to test for how slick I am. Lucky for T'chai, I'm always wet for him now.

But if he's volunteering…

"Feel free to put your tongue wherever you like," I say, breathless, and hike my skirts up to my knees. "You want me to take this off?"

He grins up at me, a naughty expression on his face. "I want to push my head under there and lick your cunt until you come," he admits. "But I also want to see your face as I lick you…" He pulls my leg up carefully and nibbles on the inside of my ankle with a thoughtful expression. "Such a difficult choice."

"Mmm," I moan at the thought. Both of those sound good to me, but if he doesn't do something soon, I'm going to take matters into my own hands. My khui's pulsing its need through me, and my body feels like a raging inferno of lust. If I don't get some sort of relief soon, I'm going to turn the tables on my mate and tackle him to the ground. Straddle him and claim him until he scratches the itch that's building inside me…

"Hike up your skirts for me," he decides. "We will have the best of both worlds." And he kisses my ankle again, his tongue flicking against my skin.

I can't stop my little whimper of excitement and I do as he commands. I've had other boyfriends go down on me in the