her.
She gasped, shuddered and bit her lip as she was taken to the edge or orgasm, held there for what seemed like hours and then tipped over. Sparks ran along her skin in a rippling wave, and she felt wonderfully, desperately alive.
When her body stopped twisting, the vines slowly released her back to the woven nest that she had been sitting in.
A peek through the leaves and she saw the back end of the caravan as it walked up the hill and beyond.
I missed the whole thing?
You were busy. It is understandable. The satisfaction in his mental voice was unmistakable.
Why are we still here?
They may look back, and they need to know that the tree that gave them shelter exists.
Why did you do that?
To prove a point.
Orphia knew she would regret asking, What point?
If I can make you cum while fully clothed and in complete silence, imagine what we will be able to engage in with unlimited privacy and no clothing between us.
That thought was going to keep her up nights.
Chapter Eight
Xeric returned to his Hirn form under her, and she ended up in his arms once again. Exposed to the bright light of the afternoon on the strange world with nine moons, she noted that she didn’t have a hair out of place. It was a good trick considering that the interior of her leathers was slick and damp.
The flash of light didn’t startle her this time. Orphia remained in his arms as he returned them to their quarters. His hooves clicked on the floor as he carried her to the kitchen and set her on the counter.
He parted her knees and stepped in the gap, leaning down to kiss her with a deliberate and arousing use of his lips.
He didn’t touch her except for his lips on hers, his tongue tangling with hers in a slow dance, and his body surrounded her on every angle that was exposed to him.
She could not define his taste, but she would know it for the rest of her life and crave it whenever he was away from her. With her thighs spread, she leaned back on her hands for balance and let him do whatever he pleased, knowing that her pleasure was going to come first.
His hands pulled her hips forward, and he rocked against the joint of her thighs while his tongue mimicked the thrusting that she wanted inside her.
Orphia moaned and lifted herself against him, the frustration of two layers of leather was unbearable, but she didn’t want to break the contact of his mouth to hers.
His finger trailed down the front of her tunic, and to her shock, the leather parted down the centre. That same finger repeated his action between her thighs, and she was suddenly wearing crotchless leggings.
Xeric wrapped an arm around her and forced her crotch to his. He moved his hips in a slow circle against hers until the pressure mounted and she whimpered.
Part of her was humiliated to be caught begging in every non-verbal and some base verbal methods. The rest of her was keen to do whatever it took to get him inside her.
He moved his free hand between them, and a shock of heat struck her as the velvety head of his cock pressed against her, parted the lips of her sex and nudged at the opening.
He wove his hand through her hair and pulled her head back. “Look at me.”
Her lips throbbed, and she met his gaze, her dark eyes were wide as she stared at him. He thrust against her, rocking her on the counter. Xeric adjusted his angle and thrust again. This time, he slid inside her, widening her channel to accept him as he shifted, twisted and pressed into her completely.
When he made it into her all the way, she grunted, and when he withdrew and slid inside again, he altered his angle to make the transition easier.
She reached out and draped one arm around his neck, the other around his ribs. Her ankles met as she wrapped her thighs around him. His horns flashed in the light, his sharp teeth exposed with his grimace, and he moved endlessly into her.
A bright light within his eyes began to swirl, and he moved faster, thrusting harder and circling his hips with