6. First Taste of Honey
FIRST TASTE OF HONEY
ULFAR
I can’t believe my luck. Almost don’t want to. This beautiful human has never lain with a mate? It almost seems impossible. But here she is, trembling in my arms as I hold her close.
I can feel her heart racing against my chest, her body shivering with anticipation. As much as I want to take her, to claim her as mine, I know I have to be gentle. She’s not like the other females on my planet who come to us willingly, eager to please.
She’s scared.
I run my hand up and down her back, feeling the goosebumps rise under my touch. “It is all right,” I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. “I will take care of you.”
Because that’s what she needs right now. A strong yet tender man who will guide her through the pleasures of her body. A man who will show her the beauty of submission.
After scaring her earlier, she needs to know that she can trust me. And I might be an alpha, but I would never force myself on a woman who didn’t want it. I need to warm her up first. Get her to accept and understand these new sensations flowing through her body.
But I am in no rush. We have all night.
She looks up at me with a shy, hesitant expression. I can tell she’s still trying to decide whether to bolt or not.
“That’s right,” I say softly. “You lead the way.”
Relief washes over her face and she takes my hand, leading me to the bed. We stand there, facing each other in silence for a few moments before I finally break it.
“Take off my clothes,” I order. There’s an underlying tone of dominance in my voice that I can’t quite hide. She blushes, her eyes widening slightly as if surprised at my request.
But then something else passes in her expression—a flicker of interest, of arousal—and I know she feels it too. She takes a step forward and slowly begins to unbutton my shirt, her hands trembling slightly as she does so.
I stand still and let her have control, watching as her cheeks flush pink from her efforts. When I‘m finally bare-chested, she pauses and looks up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. That same spark is there again—the one that tells me her body is responding to mine in ways neither of us expected—and for a moment the air between us hums with electricity.
“Good girl,“ I mutter, one hand brushing through her soft locks as I gently push her onto the bed. The way she‘s looking up at me with those full, parted lips nearly makes me bust on the spot. “Now my pants, too.“
She bites her bottom lip but doesn‘t hesitate, reaching for the clasp on my pants and unzipping them slowly. My cock springs free, already hard and ready for her, and she gasps at the sight of it.
“It‘s all right,“ I tell her, my voice low and reassuring. “Just touch it. See how it feels.“
Her hand hesitates for a moment before finally reaching out to take me in her grasp. Her fingers are soft and tentative at first, but as she gets more confident, her grip tightens, making me groan with pleasure.
“That’s it,” I growl, watching her face as she explores my body. “You’re doing so well.”
Sarah glances up at me, expectant, as if she wants me to say more, and all I can do is smile.
“Good girl,” I repeat softly, my cock twitching in her hand. “Lie back now.”
Her eyes are full of questions and wonder but she doesn’t hesitate, scooting back to stretch out on the soft, fluffy blankets.
“Like this?” she says breathlessly.
“Just like that,” I growl, taking my cock in hand as I crawl on top of her.
She squirms a bit but stills when she meets my eyes. Everything about her screams submission in the most carnal, delicious way. This has to be a gift from the universe.
With a slow breath that washes over her neck, I press my lips against her earlobe. My voice rumbles low in her ear. “Ready to feel what it’s like to be devoured by an alpha?”
She swallows hard, eyes blazing. “Yes. Please. I’m so hot...I’m burning up.” Her eyes brim with tears as she clings to my body, unwilling to let go. “Ulfar...”
The sound of my name on her lips is almost my undoing. But a good alpha always makes sure his female comes first. So I delve into the soft flesh of her neck, licking and kissing at the sensitive skin there and reveling in the shiver that passes through her small body.
“It’s okay,” I reassure her, moving down from her neck to the swell of her breasts. I take one in hand, rolling the stiff bud between my fingers while I suck the other into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Sarah arches her back, a soft groan escaping her parted lips. It’s music to my ears. I can’t wait to hear what kind of sounds she’ll make once I fill her with my seed.
Still massaging one breast in my hand, I move lower, nipping at the soft curves of her stomach and hips. Sarah’s mewling and trembling beneath me; we haven’t even gotten to the main event. The females of Aesirheim were never like this. Never so sensitive, so responsive to every touch. It lights a fire deep within me that I don’t think will ever go out.
And I don’t want it to.
I want to explore every inch of this beautiful human, to memorize her and make her mine forever. But even I know that’s too good to be true. She might not be mine, but for the next year? I’ll give her something to remember me by.
With that thought in mind, I move lower, trailing my tongue over her most intimate places until I reach the apex of her thighs. Her skin is slick with need; my mouth waters just thinking of how sweet she must taste.
And there it is: her swollen, untouched cunt, bared to my eyes and my eyes only. When I plant a soft kiss on her inner thigh, her breathing hitches in her throat.
“Don’t be afraid,” I whisper. “Your body wants this. Just let go. Feel it coursing through you.”
She’s still a bundle of nerves, but I can tell the more I touch and taste her, the more she’s able to let go. And when she comes apart at last, it will be with my name on her lips.
Her cunt glistens with arousal, seeping onto the sheets and marking her thighs every time she tries to close her legs. This human is so much wetter than any alien female I’ve ever seen before, and it makes me want to feast upon every drop of her honey until there’s nothing left.
That’s when I realize—this is the fabled omega slick that makes her ready to accept me. That calls to me like a siren song and makes me want to coat her in my cum.
Unable to wait any longer, I bury my face in her cunt, ravaging her soft flesh with my tongue. The reaction is instantaneous as her body tenses and bucks up against me, a strangled cry torn free from her throat. My cock twitches, throbbing hard and fast while liquid beads up at the tip. It won’t be long now.
Tasting Sarah is like the first sip of water after a long field mission on a desert planet. It’s so crisp, so refreshing that I don’t know how I ever went without it. She pings all of my senses, lighting up every cell in my body in the knowledge that yes , this is right, this is her .
The effect Sarah’s pleasure has on me is incredible, and it only intensifies when I focus on her clit. With a few more strokes of my tongue, she starts to quiver and I can feel her pussy start to clench around me.
And then it happens. With a stifled cry, she comes apart in my mouth, shattering around me and filling the air with cries of pleasure. Her orgasm seems to go on forever, waves of bliss radiating out from her body as I lap up every last drop of her sweet nectar.
When it finally ends, she’s left panting and shaking with residual pleasure. She turns toward me with glazed eyes, barely able to keep them open as she smiles blissfully at me.
“Ulfar...” she moans. “That was...”
“You did so well,” I say, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “So good for me. Are you feeling all right? Are you ready for more?”
Her eyes widen, and instead of the fear I saw before, now there’s only desire. “More?”
“So much more than you can imagine.”
Her voice is still hazy, body supple and relaxed after her orgasm. “You’re going to...” She trails off, blushing.
“I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going to breed you, Sarah. I’m going to cum inside you until I’ve planted my seed deep inside your womb.”
She sucks in a breath at that, lips parted in silent question. She’s waiting for my next move, and I give it to her. With my hand I slide the head of my leaking cock over her clit and across her pussy lips, teasing her with a preview of things to come. She’s still so tight and so small. I have to remember to be gentle, but when her hormones are lighting up every primal desire I have, it’s not going to be easy...
But it’s going to be worth it.