Wrage (Galaxy Gladiators #11) - Alana Khan Page 0,25

felt like something sparked deep within her, but obviously not enough. Not if she wants me to drack her. I can’t bring myself to do it.

“My cock, pretty Elyse. Suck my cock,” I say, holding back my disappointment as I pull off my pants. She must still be mad at me for my mean words the night we met, although I’d hoped she’d screamed it out of her as we flew over Paragon on the balfour.

Her blue eyes flare at me. I can read the shock and hurt on her little human features—she doesn’t understand why I don’t want to fuck. As much as I hate to frustrate her, I won’t relent on this.

She hides her emotions, slides her knees to lodge between mine, and smiles at me. It’s a sad smile.

The wreathing changed something fundamental between us, but not enough. I want her love. I won’t stop until I have it.

She licks up the inside of my thigh and stops all my thoughts. Whipping her long, brown hair against my flesh, she acts out both her anger and her sadness as well as arousing me. My cock pulses with need. It’s as if he and her are conspiring against me. But on this I’ll stand firm.

She continues her slow path up my sensitive inner thigh, licking, biting, then nuzzling with her nose.

She blows on my balls, her breath hot and warm and exciting.

The tip of her pointed little tongue explores my sac, bathing it one narrow swath at a time. No female has ever touched me like this. This simple contact alone is enough to send me back to the heavens to dance in the darkness of space.

But I slit open my eyes to look at her, pretty Elyse, her head bobbing between my thighs like a feline lapping milk. Gripping her shoulders, trying not to put pressure on her, I watch until the pleasure’s too intense, then shutter my lids again.

She’s using the flat of her tongue to lick me now, ramping up the assault on my senses. My cock kicks, drawing attention, wanting his turn, but she keeps teasing my balls. Her hand holds the weight of them from the bottom while she lavishes attention on the tops.

“Gods, Elyse. Too good.”

My words don’t stop her. Not for a modicum. She keeps licking until I’m almost ready to come.

“Suck me,” I command. I don’t want to spend like this. I want to be inside her. If not her luscious cunt, at least her warm mouth.

“Bossy male. I was saving the best for last,” she says as she looks at me, her lips spit-slickened and plump from tending to me.

She places her knees outside my hips, nudging them closer together, and kisses my belly. Even as I allow myself the pleasure of this position, I know her trick. Her slick slit is riding my cock. She wants me inside her—I can almost taste her desperation—but I can’t allow it.

I can allow us to play, though. After a lifetime as a slave, I have willpower—enough willpower for both of us.

“That’s right, my little Earther, ride my cock.”

My permission unleashes something inside her as she leans farther over me to get a better angle. Has it only been a few days that I’ve wanted this? It feels like a lifetime. Her dripping cunt is bathing me in her juices as her lower lips slide up and down my stiff cock.

“Oh my God. The buttons. They . . .” she says as she glides herself along my length, her eyes shuttered, teeth sinking into her plump bottom lip. It’s the face of ecstasy. I didn’t think she could get more beautiful, but look at her. What male could resist a female with a face so exquisite?

I watch our bodies almost melding, then glance up to see her breasts bobbing as she moves. She allows the hard points of her nipples to drag against my chest. This female could awaken a dead male.

My little female’s plan is obvious. She wants to arouse me to such a level I’ll allow the fucking she desires.

“Your mouth, pretty Elyse. Your mouth on my cock,” my voice is deep, both commanding and desperate at the same time.

“Fuck me, Wrage.” Her eyes slide to mine. Although her mouth is too proud to beg, her eyes speak to the depths of her desperation.

“Not today. Your mouth.”

She bends to plant her lips on my chest between my nipples, then kisses a path lower. The kisses turn into licks until she