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determined to get the taste of her on his tongue. First her clit, stroking at the hard bud of flesh as his fingers worked her core. She gasped and her legs eased farther apart as if she couldn’t get enough. The scent of lust was all around him, filling his blood with molten heat and making his skin crave for her touch, but she kept her hands to herself.
    He pulled his fingers free of her core and lapped the creamy fluid slicking her slit and making her smell of pure desire. His thoughts seemed to short-circuit so all he could think about was fucking Haliday and coming deep inside her. He thrust his tongue into her core and her hips bucked, so he held them down. He wanted to feast on her pretty cunt before filling her with his cock.
    With the spines on his back fully erect and his balls tight and heavy, he knew he was past the point of stopping. If she wanted to leave, he’d be jerking off to release the tension. Her hands scrunched the bed sheets as she moaned, a tiny noise that seemed to be stuck in her throat as if she was scared someone might hear. The sound of her moans sent a shiver through his blood. Even though he knew it was just their pheromones mixing and he could fight it if he wanted, he saw no reason to ignore the heat and lust now riding him hard.
    It had been too long since he’d given in to desire with anyone. Longer since he’d been with his own species. His cock ached for some attention, but he held back. She would come first. He wanted her to remember him long after she left the Moon.
    He ran his tongue over the lips of her slit and closed his mouth over her clit, flicking his tongue over the sensitive flesh and gently sucking. She was all slick and salty and tasted better than anything he could remember. As he pressed two fingers into her core, she came. Her muscles tightening around him before releasing. A new wave of pheromones washed over him and heat spread from his balls to the tip of his cock. He needed to come.
    Callen released her hips and stood, wiping his mouth on the back of one hand and tearing his pants off with the other. His shaft sprang free, heavy and aching. She opened her eyes and stared at him, her breathing short and hard. For a milli-tric , he thought she was going to say thanks and be off.
    Then her gaze lowered to his jutting cock. Her tongue traced her lower lip. “Well, the women on Lekithia don’t know what they’re missing.” Her words were breathy.
    He laughed. “Be sure to tell them.”
    He put his knee on the edge of the bed and she moved back to give him room, her dress pulling tight across her peaked nipples. He stalked her up the bed on his knees before caging her body with his. She gasped and looked up at him as if she was unused to being chased. Before she could speak, he covered her mouth with his, kissing her deeply, their tongues sweeping softly against each other.
    He placed his knees between hers, spreading her legs and then lowering his hips. His cock pressed against her mound, rubbing against her slit. It was a subtle torture when all he wanted to do was thrust into her core. With her dress in the way, he couldn’t even feel the wet heat of her slit on his shaft.
    She moaned into his mouth. Her hips lifted to meet his, offering herself to him. He reached between them and pulled aside the pieces of dress covering her slit, taking the opportunity to slide his fingers over her clit one more time and feel her shudder beneath him. Then he positioned the head of his cock at her wet entrance. He shuddered as a shimmer of heat raced through his blood, it was all he could do not to sink straight into her core and lose himself in lust. As it was, he eased forward slightly, feeling her slick, hot slit envelop the head of his cock.
    He drew back and summoned some self-control, but immediately he craved to sink fully into her. His shaft slid against the slick lips of her slit, tormenting himself some more. She wiggled as she tried to find satisfaction. He eased in a