Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
GWENDOLYN
I wake up horny and plastered to Murgul’s side.
One of my legs is thrown over one of his massive thighs, and my clit is throbbing against his hard flesh.
Moving my leg off him, I slip out of bed and pad over to the bathroom to perform my morning ablutions.
After I’m done, I get back in bed and snuggle up to my mate.
Murgul and I haven’t really done anything other than exchange kisses to this point, but I’ve kept Einar’s warning about the mating sickness at the forefront of my mind.
So far, I haven’t noticed Murgul struggling with any sort of malady, and we have been unmated quite a bit longer than it took for Rowan and Einar to seal their bond.
Every time our kisses have gotten heated, Murgul pulls away from me.
He swears he will do nothing to pressure me into making a decision, but he’s basically edging me with arousing kisses and then not doing anything about it.
Thus, me waking up horny as fuck.
It’s time for us to take a big step forward, and I have just the idea to make it happen.
Peeking up to make sure he’s still asleep, I slip my hand down his bare chest to the top of his soft sleep shorts.
I’ve never seen Murgul naked; he always changes from his tactical-looking pants to these soft sleep shorts when I’m in the bathroom before bed.
The waistline of both articles of clothing has a slit cut into it for his tail, and I have to applaud whoever designed them.
Thankfully, the sleepy-time shorts have a simple string holding them up, and aren’t like his complicated-looking daytime clothes.
Gently, I pull the end of one of the strings to untie the bow and start in surprise when a large, dark green hand snaps firmly around my wrist, halting my actions instantly.
“What is it that you’re doing, bright one?”
Murgul’s tone is a combination of amusement and trepidation.
Relaxing against him, I smirk. “Oh! You’re awake!”
“Yes, I have been since you got of bed to tend your morning needs in the cleansing room.”
Huffing in exasperation, I let my head drop against him. So much for being quiet and stealthy. Raising my face back up so that I can look him in the eye, I reach for some courage. “You keep hiding the goods from me, and I want to see what all of my mate looks like.”
His ears flatten as he flicks a lock of white hair that has come out of its braid from his face with a toss of his head.
“I do not… look like a true Rukuhk should. I am the youngest and therefore the one the Aynar experimented on the most.”
As gently as I can, I respond to his comment.
“Murgul, honey. I’m well aware of that. Your differences are rather apparent, but that doesn’t mean I’m not attracted to you.
I told you about the romance novels, remember?
Surely, if you can smell emotions, which I’m pretty sure you can, can’t you smell my arousal right now? ”
I have to fight through a bit of embarrassment to get that last bit out, but I’m instantly rewarded when Murgul takes a deep breath, the tip of his forked tongue slipping from his mouth when my scent hits him.
“That is what that sweet scent is? You are aroused for me? I have scented this on you several times over the last rotations. Mostly when you read your book…Wait, the book you found, is it the same as the ones you told me of that you read while on your home planet?”
Realization dawns, and I could smack myself.
Murgul doesn’t have any experience with women at all, so of course, he has no basis for reference.
From listening to some of the conversations on board between the Ruks and their human mates, I’ve figured out that Murgul and his brothers didn’t grow up in a good place.
Larry didn’t care if I was sexually active as long as I didn’t attempt to have a relationship of any kind that would distract me from making him money. While I was starved for any kind of emotional connection, Murgul has been starved of… well, everything.
I’ll have to handle this with care. I don’t want to upset or embarrass him. “Well, yes. It’s a big book full of some of my favorite types of love stories. Exactly like what I preferred to read when I was on Earth. Murgul, honey. Do you know anything about sex?”
He shoots me an indignant look before answering.
“Of course, I know what sex is. It was a concept that held very little interest for me before our bond, as I did not want to pay a female to endure my touch or company. Now, however, it is a topic that I find great pleasure in educating myself on. I endeavor to know how to please you once you are agreeable to my intimate touch. Just because I have not performed the act, does not mean I am wholly ignorant.”
Pressing my lips together, I manage to keep myself from smiling or laughing over how aggrieved he sounds. His next question takes me off guard, though.
“Would you be willing to let me show you what I have learned? From what I understand, females of most species enjoy it when a male tastes between her legs. I must admit I find the concept extremely arousing, to the point that it is making my mouth water with need.”
Thankfully, I’m lying down or I would’ve fallen over in shock. That may be the boldest thing he’s ever said to me. Quickly, I stammer out a reply before he thinks I’m going to reject his offer. “Of… of course! I would love to do that! Do you think we could start with some kisses first?”
“I would enjoy nothing more. Let me visit the cleansing chamber first, and I will return shortly.”
Smiling, I nod before scooting off him so he can get out of bed.
The lack of a bulge in the front of his pants is intriguing, and I wonder if he has a slit like reptiles do.
Only an idiot would miss the fact that his DNA has been tampered with and something reptilian added.
Einar and Bikar are the same way, while Slavic, Ruarc, and Falon all outwardly appear more like a full-blooded member of their species.
I would be willing to guess that the three with visible differences are the youngest, while the three without are the oldest.
The sound of the bathroom door sliding back open pulls me from my musings, and I watch with rapt attention as Murgul prowls across the room and gets back in bed, before rolling me beneath the comforting mass of his much larger body.
“That is much better. Now, you said something about kisses.”
Before I can reply, his mouth crashes against mine, and that wicked forked tongue begins to wreak havoc as it tangles around mine in an erotic slide.