Chapter Forty-Five Davix
I hold Corrina in my lap, her legs draped across mine, while Krish and Zann build a nest. She leans against me in a way that is both familiar and brand new.
I curl one arm around her waist and pull her closer to me, brushing my mouth against her neck.
She shivers slightly and leans into me, and I let my tongue slide across her skin.
A soft moan escapes her lips, but she seems to enjoy my attention, so I do it again. “Davix,” she whispers.
I feel an ache in my cock sheath and instinctively pull her harder against me, grinding my hips against her.
She moans again, and her scent deepens. “Can I kiss you?” she asks, turning her face to me.
I have seen kissing in videos, but it is a strange idea to me.
But if Corrina wants it, then I will try it.
I nod at her eagerly. She brings her hands to my face and stares at me for a long time, and I start to wonder if she has changed her mind.
But then she leans forward, closes her eyes, and presses her mouth to mine.
Her lips are soft and warm as they move against mine.
I feel her tongue slide against my lips, pressing them open.
I pull back from her reluctantly and point at my sharp fangs.
I do not want to hurt her, even unintentionally.
“Then you better kiss me,” she says, bringing her mouth to mine again.
I feel her lips part, and I tentatively slide my tongue forward to meet hers.
As I begin to explore her warm, wet mouth, my body responds enthusiastically.
I feel my cock hardening inside my sheath, threatening to emerge.
And Corrina continues kissing me, alternating sucking on my tongue and teasing it with her own.
My hearts are racing and I am breathing hard when she pulls back.
“I want to know what you like,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“I like this,” I sign. My hands are shaking slightly. “I like you.”
“Me too,” she murmurs and then she is kissing me again. I like kissing. I like it very much.
“What are you doing?” Krish asks curiously, sitting next to us on the couch.
“Kissing,” Corrina replies with a contented sigh. “Do you want to try it?”
Krish grins and nods, and I watch Corrina lean over to him and press her lips to his. He groans softly, and I notice his hips shift unconsciously. “I like kissing,” he whispers when Corrina pulls away.
“It is my turn,” Zann says, pulling Corrina from my lap so that she is straddling his.
“Show me how kissing works.” I see him shudder as Corrina opens her mouth to accept his tongue’s exploration.
“I like this very much,” he says enthusiastically.
“Is it acceptable to touch you while we are kissing?”
“It is preferable to touch me while we are kissing,” Corrina replies.
I watch as she kisses Zann again, and I reach a hand out tentatively to stroke down her side and over her hip.
Her hand covers mine, and for a moment I think she will tell me to stop but then she guides my hand to her backside.
She moans against Zann when I squeeze her rounded flesh.
Krish stands and moves behind her, running his fingers through her hair, down her shoulders, and over her arms.
Corrina is still busy kissing Zann with her mouth, but my mouth is not busy.
Yet. I stare at the exposed skin of Corrina’s neck and press an experimental kiss to her bare flesh.
Her scent intensifies slightly, and I watch with fascination as tiny bumps appear on her skin.
I press another kiss to her neck with more confidence, and she shivers slightly.
I hear Zann groan as she moves on his lap.
“Kissing feels good even when it isn’t on the lips,” Krish murmurs, pressing kisses to the other side of Corrina’s neck.
“Yes,” she whispers, pulling away from Zann for a moment.
She reaches for Krish with one arm, pulling him closer and pressing a kiss to his chest. I watch as his eyes go wide with wonder.
I reach for Corrina gently, pulling her to me so that I can get the same treatment.
She lets out a soft chuckle. The feel of her breath and then her lips against my skin sends a tremble through my body.
“Do you want to do more or should we stick with kissing?”
“More,” Krish and Zann say in unison as I sign the same thing.
Corrina chuckles again, and we all grin at each other.
My eyes are fixed on her as she reaches down and pulls her shirt over her head.
I have never seen this much of her bare torso before, and my eyes devour her hungrily.
A moment later, she removes another, smaller piece of clothing that covers her breasts and then she is completely bare from the waist up.
Zann’s large hands cup her breasts, and she sighs and leans into him. “Tell me how to touch you,” he murmurs, staring into her eyes intently.
“My breasts are sensitive all over,” she replies, “but especially my nipples,” she says, gesturing to the dark brown peaks.
“Like this?” he asks, stroking his thumbs over the peaks.
“Yes,” she gasps, arching her back slightly.
I glance at Krish in question before we each lower our mouths to one of her nipples, as Zann massages and squeezes the soft flesh.
“Fuck yes,” she gasps again, as I lick and suck the pebbled skin.
There is something delightfully unique about the taste of her skin, and I want to sample every bit of her body.
I let my mouth wander up her chest to her neck, licking her the way I did when I first tried to tell her how I feel.
Her response this time is to shiver beneath us, and something in my chest loosens.
I kiss my way back down her body, recapturing her nipple.
I suck experimentally and then slightly harder as she presses forward into me.
Krish is kissing and licking the other side of her neck as he rolls her other nipple between his fingers.
It is fascinating the way her nipple puckers and hardens from my attention.
Haleens do not have such anatomy, since our young are hatched from eggs.
But I find that I enjoy the feeling of her nipple in my mouth and against my tongue.
And from the sounds she is making, I think Corrina is enjoying it as well.
I feel Corrina shift and lift my head to see Zann pulling her hips against him. His cock sheath is beginning to part, and he is panting slightly as he rocks his hips against her. She meets his movements enthusiastically, grinding her hips against him as she grips his shoulders tightly.
“I need the rest of these clothes off,” Corrina mutters absently, but she makes no move to remove them.
Fortunately, I know how to solve this issue.
I extend my claws and carefully slide my fingers into the waist of her pants, careful to avoid scratching her delicate skin.
Then I drag my claws down, tearing the fabric as I go.
Corrina looks at me in surprise, but a moment later Krish and I are dragging the offending fabric away from her body.
There is only a small scrap of fabric left between her and Zann, and I quickly tear that away as well.
Corrina’s scent blooms as the last scrap of her clothing disappears, and Zann gasps as he stares down at the juncture of her thighs.
My gaze trails down her body to the small patch of black, curly hair.
Having watched the various educational videos, I am not surprised to see her hair.
Humans grow hair in many places. But Zann’s next comment makes me realize that the sight of the hair is not what surprised him.
“You are very wet,” he says to Corrina.