Savage King: New Worlds - Milly Taiden Page 0,41

for me you are. I never thought I would find a mate, I thought they were fiction, but here we are.” Wren ran her eyes over the angles of his face and made a decision. She wasn’t fighting her feelings or the attraction she felt for her mate.

With her decision made, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Zee’s quick inhale caused goose bumps to trail across her skin. She was nervous now that she had made her choice, his people were flat chested. Would he think she was abnormal, or even ugly, with her larger breasts?

“Wren, my mate, what is this garment you wear around your breasts?” Zee’s fingers lightly traced over the crest of her breasts, and she sucked in a breath.

“It’s called a bra, the women on Earth wear them. They keep our breasts from bouncing around when we move.” She could hear how raspy her voice had become from his simple touch across her breasts.

“It’s interesting, but I’d much rather see you with nothing hampering the view. Take it off mate.” Zee’s eyes were glued to her breasts, and Wren was nervous. She took a deep breath and then started to laugh when Zee’s eyes got bigger, she hadn’t thought about what the action would do to her chest.

She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, but quickly grabbed the cups and held them against her body. She was afraid to let it drop, what if he was appalled at the size of her breasts?

“My mate, please let me see you. There is nothing about you that I would ever find distasteful, I want to worship every inch of your body. Let me show you.” Zee’s eyes burned with a golden fire, and Wren couldn’t tear her eyes away. She felt his hands on hers, gently pulling them away from the material, and she let it drop.

His eyes dropped, and he licked his lips, the sight sent lust straight to her pussy, and she wanted to clench her thighs together to ease the ache, but instead she ended up squeezing his hips.

He cupped her breasts, and Wren couldn’t control her moan.

“They are heavy mate, is that why you wear that contraption, to help with the weight?” Zee’s fingers rubbed across her nipples, and they puckered.

“Yes Zee.” That was all she could manage, there was something about having his hands on her body that turned her mind to mush. “Zee, please.”

“Anything you want is yours.”

“Touch me, I need to feel your hands on my skin.” Wren thought she would go out of her mind with anticipation if he didn’t do something.

Wren ran her hands across Zee’s shoulders, loving the feeling of his muscles and skin under her touch.

“Your breasts are so responsive to my touch mate, can I taste them?” Zee’s eyes glowed, and Wren clenched her hands on his shoulder.

“Yes please.”

Zee leaned forward and took her nipple into his mouth, his other hand continued to play with her other nipple. Tugging and pulling on it gently. Wren moaned and rocked her core against his cock.

With a pop Zee pulled his mouth off her nipple and turned his head to the other, when he spoke his hot breath fanned across her nipple. “Thank you goddess for giving me this bountiful feast.”

Wren wrapped her fists in his hair and held his face to her breasts. Her moan filled the hut, and she was thankful for the wall he had built. “Zee.”

He looked up at her but never removed his mouth from her breast. His eyes twinkled, and she knew he was enjoying her torment. She smirked and used her legs to push him back, so she was straddling his prone body. The movement released her breast from his grip, and she sat up. “Stay still mate.”

She scooted down his legs until she straddled his thighs, and then she leaned down, placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth. She kissed her way across his face, to his neck and then lightly down to his chest. She licked her way down his chest to his stomach and peeked up at him. “I think this loincloth needs to go, mate.”

“Anything you want. Your breasts rubbing down my body as you moved, make me want to flip you over and worship the very ground you lay on.” Zee’s hands were clenched at his side, and she reveled in the power she held.

She sat up, and ran her hands up her stomach to her