CHAPTER 59
Andie
Oh. My. God.
I was having the most erotic dream, and I woke up with a tongue between my legs. I looked down and saw my dress hiked up around my waist, Dakleth’s crest visible as his head bobbed between my thighs.
No sooner had I realized what was happening when I was completely shattered by an intense orgasm.
My back arched as I threw my head back and screamed.
Dakleth was still licking me slowly as I came back down, his eyes intensely fixed on my face as he gazed at me from behind my mound. He pulled away and licked his lips.
“Most satisfactory, mate,” he said, a bit smugly.
I was speechless as last night’s memories came rushing back.
How he had kissed me, brought me upstairs to his bedroom, and eaten me out until I came with my legs clamped to his face, then fallen promptly asleep.
I was more than a little embarrassed. He’d given me two orgasms already, and I had yet to reciprocate.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep on you,” I said.
“That you felt enough trust in me to sleep peacefully in my presence was a great gift,” he said as he climbed the bed and settled next to me on his side.
He stroked my arm idly. “I love your skin. It is so smooth and soft,” he murmured.
He lowered his head and pressed a kiss to my bare shoulder. “Perfection,” he said.
“Thank you,” I said. “I’m, ah, very impressed with your oral skills.”
He smirked. “I thoroughly enjoyed that. I was not sure if I would. The Ptexari do not do such things. Our females do not have a pleasure button such as yours or require to be touched to be aroused. Their arousal is driven by the hormones of their heat cycle. Ptexari mating is short in comparison. I find I am enjoying human mating much more. There is pleasure to be derived from pleasing my mate. And you taste delectable.”
I didn’t tell him not to call me mate. That seemed sort of pointless now.
How was I going to explain that sex for humans was sometimes just casual?
Although last night didn’t really feel casual to me.
And I knew for sure he didn’t feel that way.
I still didn’t feel the mating bond like he did, but I was definitely catching feelings for him.
I wasn’t sure if that was just the sex hormones or not.
Truthfully, I was enjoying the time we’d been spending together.
He was thoughtful, kind, and funny. Smart and considerate, too.
I wasn’t sure if that was enough to think we were in a relationship, but it was a good start, I supposed.
For once, I decided not to think about it too hard.
I had enjoyed him, much more than I expected given how we met.
My body didn’t seem to lock up around him anymore, for which I was grateful.
I wouldn’t ever forget what happened to me, but I could tell that I really and truly had forgiven him for the misunderstanding.
And I’d forgiven myself. I felt a deep contentment.
He seemed to enjoy the moment, too, and wasn’t pushing for more. Looking down, I saw I was still wearing last night’s dress. Fortunately, I did keep some clothes in the guestroom I often used, but I would be doing the walk of shame through the Palace halls.
“Well, um, thanks again. You get a gold star,” I laughed. He looked bewildered. “In school, if you did well on an assignment, the teacher would give you a gold sticker in the shape of a star. It means you did very well,” I explained.
“I see. You get a gold star as well, my mate,” he gazed softly at me.
“I didn’t really do anything.”
“You allowed me to pleasure you. You let down your walls. That is very much something,” he said.
“Yes, well. It was lovely, but we should probably clean up and go to breakfast.”
“That is your choice to make,” he said. “Ptexari usually take three days for the first mating frenzy. We can take that time away if you wish.”
“Oh, that’s a nice custom. Sort of like a honeymoon, I guess.”
Once again, he was confused. “I do not know what a moon of sugar syrup is.”
Stupid translator. I needed to work harder on my Ptexari language studies so I could get rid of it.
“Once again, a figure of human speech. When humans get married, ah, mated, the new couple usually takes a vacation together after the ceremony. They typically go somewhere far from home to the beach or the mountains, or maybe a city they’ve always wanted to visit.
When they get there, they visit the new location some, but also usually have a lot of sex,” I explained.
“I understand. The Ptexari do not typically visit a far-away location for the mating frenzy, but they often move into a new dwelling together. Then they mate in every room of the house.”
“Sounds about right,” I giggled.
“That is a beautiful sound,” he said, closing his eyes in pleasure. “Do you wish to move into a new dwelling with me, Andie? We can live wherever you wish, although I do need to stay within a centine or so of the Palace for official duties.”
Whoa, that was moving a little too fast. “Thank you, but I’m not quite ready to leave my cottage,” I said. “I think we should just start with breakfast. I’ll go to my guestroom and clean up and change and meet you in the family’s receiving room.”
“I hope you do not mind, but I have taken the liberty of having some of your things brought here,” he said. “I thought you might wish to change clothes.”
“Thank you, that’s thoughtful,” I said. Really, he was considerate. I did appreciate not having to walk through the halls in last night’s dress. “Can I use your shower?” I asked.
“Anything that is mine is yours,” he said, kissing me lightly on the nose. “You may use whatever you wish.”
Too sweet. I was falling hard, and I needed a reality check. I hopped out of bed and grabbed the clothes that were on a chest near the door.
“Wait, Andie,” he called as I made my way to his sanitizing room.
“What’s up?” I asked. I was grateful to find a toothbrush in my things.
He stalked over to me like a predator, naked as the day he was born.
I choked on my toothbrush as I took in the size of his cock.
It had emerged from its sheath. It was long, thick, black, and wet.
It reached up past his belly button, and I thought, Damn, that’s going to hurt if he doesn’t go slow.
He approached and leaned his body into mine.
His rock-hard erection pressed into my belly.
He gently stroked his hand through my hair.
“I have tasted you, but I have not seen you,” he said.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, studiously focusing on his eyes and not at the instrument of destruction that spurted against my belly button. “I think you got a pretty good look at what I’ve got going on down there.”
“Not your pussy, although that is beautiful as well,” he said as he patted my mound through my dress. “I wish to see all of you. Take off your dress.”
So, bossy Dakleth was back. I wasn’t sure what to think of that, but when he stared at me intently and said, “Now, mate.”
I shivered. He was unashamed of his own nakedness, and it seemed only fair that he got to see the rest of me.
I set my toothbrush aside, rinsed quickly, and reached behind my neck for the clasp of my dress.
I slowly brought the halter top of my dress down over my breasts and then pushed the dress over my hips to the floor.
“Yesssss,” Dakleth hissed, as he stared at my breasts.
He brought two of his hands up, cradling my breasts and testing their weight, then gave them each a light squeeze.
Ptexari women didn’t have tits, so I couldn’t imagine what he thought of them.
Did he find them attractive, or would he think they were strange?
“These are delightful,” he said, brushing his thumb over the nipples. “Oh! Look how this part pops out with stimulation. What is this part called?” he asked.
“Nipple. Those are the nipples,” I said, my voice strained with desire. Any time he touched me, I swear, I melted into a puddle of lust.
“Nipples. I need to know how they taste.” He lowered his head and flicked his tongue out over my left nipple as one hand continued to caress and tease the right. His other two hands were stroking and squeezing my ass. I gave a tiny moan, and he began to suck. My hips bucked involuntarily.
“A secondary sex organ, yes?” he murmured as he blew cold air on my wet, stiff bud.
“Yes,” I barely managed to get out. He turned his attention to the other nipple and gently bit it after he licked it.
“I love these,” he said. He pulled back and palmed my breasts again, squeezing a bit harder.
“So soft,” he said. “Turn around,” he commanded as he moved his palms down to my stomach.
I turned, and he stroked the mating mark as he palmed my ass.
“Every part of you is soft and full of curves. You are so alluring, so enticing. I wish to stroke every inch of you,” he said as he ran all four hands over my back and torso.
He stepped forward, his erection pressing between the cheeks of my ass and his chest to my back.
He settled his chin on top of my head and brought two of his hands around me to palm my breasts again.
“You fit perfectly against me,” he said, lowering his head to nip at the shell of my ear as he fondled my tits and pinched my nipples. He gave them a little tug, and I whimpered, my head falling back against his chest.
“I have been patient, little one, have I not?” he purred.
I nodded. I had to agree.