Chapter Sixteen
Drazien
The scent of her so close to my nose had my shaft throbbing within the confines of my pants. My tail was stiff behind me, making it awkward to descend the stairs, but it was the only way to keep it from lashing or trying to return to her wet center.
She might want me to think the dampness of her clothing was simply sweat, but I could smell the slick.
I hardly paid attention to anyone we passed. A snarl got them out of the way, and it didn’t take long to reach the dim coolness of the River Caverns.
Elaina had protested when I first lifted her but settled once I swatted her on the ass. I didn’t miss the little tremors that made her muscles twitch. It was possible I’d pushed her too hard, but she’d done so well at the end, and I didn’t know Human endurance well enough to judge.
“Warm soak, or cool wash?”
She seemed a little dazed when her eyes met mine, and it took her a moment to respond.
“Soak.”
I hated having to ask, but I had to trust her to know her body and what was best.
I headed for the soaking pools, grateful there weren’t many in them when we rounded the wide column that separated it from the main river. One pool held a group of warriors, and another had an older Morraki sitting along the edge, but there were several empty pools to choose from.
The farthest one was the most secluded, so I carried Elaina to it before placing her on her feet. I was reluctant to let her go, eager to touch her the way I had the previous night, but I knew the presence of others would make her hesitant.
I made sure she had her balance before reaching for the hem of her outfit, but she swatted my hands.
“I’m not that tired. I can undress myself.”
I arched a brow at her scowl, resisting the urge to growl at her denying me the right.
“It’s my duty to take care of you.”
Her eyes narrowed and she moved away from me before bending to remove the bulky footwear she called boots. They were nothing like my boots, but Humans always seemed to claim things were one thing when they weren’t.
“Well, I can handle this duty myself.”
My lips pulled back before I could stop them, a brief flash of my kethra showing how she cracked my careful control. All I wanted to do was help her, but if I wasn’t teaching her Morraki or how to fight, she resisted.
Lips twisting into a grin as an idea formed, I kicked off my boots and pulled my shirt over my head. I hadn’t worn my korrvek, so it was mere heartbeats before I was bare.
Elaina had turned away to undress, and the moment she placed her things in the cubby and went to head for the water, I was standing behind her.
“Holy shit! What are you—”
My tail wrapped around the back of her thigh, dipping between her legs to pull her to me as I reached for her wrist. She was too surprised to resist, and her fingers clenched automatically when I placed her hand against my shaft.
Her eyes went wide and her lips parted, but she didn’t try to pull away.
“Vorran.”
Wrapping my hand over hers, I was tempted to make her stroke me, but I was trying to make this a lesson, so I pulled her hand up to grip only the tip.
“Vralekh.”
She blinked, her throat working as I slid her hand back down to the base of my shaft. My knot wasn’t inflated, but there was a bulge at the sides of my shaft where it would expand to lock inside her.
“Zulkar.”
I had to fight the urge to groan at the feel of her soft flesh against me. Her skin was so different than mine, her touch so cool compared to my warmth, and I wanted to rub my body all over her.
Moving her hand below my knot and to one side, I pressed her fingers into the spongy tissue there.
“Dren’kar.”
I moved her hand to the one on the other side before pulling it away from me. It was a struggle to keep going, to continue pretending this was a lesson, but if teaching her kept her from fighting me, I’d use it to get what I wanted.
Turning our hands, I pressed them to her mound then slid them downward. Elaina’s breathing hitched, another little gasp leaving her as our fingers pushed between her legs.
“Shae’ryn.”
I increased the pressure, knowing it would feel good for her as I rocked our hands backwards before delving between her lower lips. She trembled as her wetness coated our fingers and I moved them until both of our middle ones pressed over her little bundle of nerves.
“Zhenel.”
I gave it another pass to watch the way she flushed before pushing farther and dipping our middle fingers into her opening. Her slick coated us as I thrust them deeper, and she bent forward with a gasp, leaning on my arm as her body refused to keep her upright any longer.
I had to be careful of my claws inside her, keeping the tips safely against her nails as I made her stroke her inner walls. Whimpers escaped her with each breath, and her other hand clung to my bicep, nails digging into the muscle as her channel clenched around the fingers stretching it open.
“Vel’thara.”
I breathed the word into her ear, my voice vibrating with the need to growl. My tail and now my fingers had been inside her, and my shaft ached with the desire to fill her as well.
Pumping our fingers, I ground her palm against the little bud that gave her pleasure. Her breathing grew stuttered and she rose up on her toes, trying to escape the pressure, but watching her orgasm the night before had made me crave seeing her fall apart like that.
“Now give me your sehl’ar, rethari. I want your pleasure.”
I held her close with my other hand on her back, her heart hammering against it despite the ribs meant to protect it. She tried to resist, pushing on my arm as if she wanted me to pull away, but the hand beneath mine continued to thrust and stroke as she gasped against my chest.
“Dra—zien.”
My knot threatened to swell when she said my name, broken between desperate gulps of air.
“I… Oh.”
She couldn’t finish what she was saying because her release ripped her voice away. Slick filled my palm and then splattered to the stone beneath us, her channel milking our fingers in demanding ripples.
I slowed our movements as she shuddered in my arms, my knot throbbing with each of her little gasps. I was leaking, ready to fill her with my seed, mouth watering for a taste of her, but she needed a moment to recover.
She seemed unsteady when I finally withdrew our fingers from her core, blinking up at me with blurry eyes.
I kept my other arm and tail wrapped around her as I raised the hand covered in slick to my mouth, tongue extending to lap her release from my palm before I pushed the finger that had been inside her into my mouth.
Her eyes widened, focus sharpening as I sucked it clean, licking between each finger to be sure I didn’t miss a drop. Her breathing had been slowing, but it increased again as her lips popped open and she released a barely audible whine.
Grinning, I licked my hand again, and she focused on my tongue. Where hers was short and almost as smooth as the rest of her flesh, mine was long, and ridged the way my shaft was, with a partially forked tip.
“Your zharin is as delicious as I’d imagined. I think I might need more.”
Her expression changed to one of almost panic as I dropped to my knees before her.
Her glance over my head told me what the problem was, but none of my people would care if I pleasured my omega.
The only issue might be if the other alphas were too drawn to her scent, but they knew who I was, and should know to stay away.
“Drazien.”
Ignoring her whispered demand for my attention, I took hold of her thighs, lifting one to place over my shoulder. Elaina tried to resist, but the motion threw off her balance, and she was forced to brace herself on my shoulders.
“Let me taste you, rethari.”
She started to protest again but it was lost in a gasp as my tongue swiped between her lower lips. Her slick coated my tongue, musky, sweet, and addictive.
A growl escaped me as I cupped her plush ass and pulled her tighter to my face, thrusting my tongue further through her folds to lick at her entrance. She was dripping slick, and I didn’t plan to stop until I made her shatter on my tongue as well.
“Dray—”
She cut off with a stuttered moan as I plunged my tongue inside her, dragging the ridges over her nub when I pulled out before shoving it in again. The flavor of her filled my mouth, and I swallowed every drop of slick she made for me.
“Fuckit.”
I didn’t know what her whisper meant, but her hips started to move with me, rocking to the rhythm I chose. When her hand shifted to grasp one of the ridges on my scalp and pull me into her, I almost shamed myself and wasted my seed on the stone, and my growl grew into a snarl.
“Oh, please, don’t…”
I had no idea what she was trying to tell me not to do, but with the way she ground herself against my face and pulled on my ridge, I knew she didn’t want me to stop.
Wrapping my tail tighter around her, I kept using my tongue on her as I rubbed the tip of my tail through the slick smeared around her opening before moving it to her other hole.
Elaina gasped and stiffened, but a gush of slick betrayed how her body enjoyed the sensation, even if her mind wanted to deny it. I’d been warned that Humans viewed certain things differently than we did, calling some things dirty or wrong, but there was no harm in enjoying physical pleasure.
She slowly relaxed as I continued lapping up her slick and increasing the pressure on her back hole. When I breached the tight ring of muscle, she let out a cry that echoed around us, her channel clenching on my tongue as another release washed through her.
I had never been sure the bond between an alpha and omega was true, but I’d never wanted it more than in that moment. My jaw ached with the desire to bite into her flesh and mark her as mine, even if the claim wouldn’t stick until she was deep in heat.