Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“I should like to be a girl dad,” Skarr comments, watching them.
I’d like that, too.
By the time the food is down to scraps, we’ve heard far too many people sing, a few drunks have danced, and it looked as if Sabrina was flirting with both Kyth and Jason. People start disappearing from around the fire, and Elly and Bek take Emma to bed.
I finish my last bite of food and then produce the wedge of dried fruit given to me by Liz earlier. “Want to split the dessert?”
“What’s dessert?” He leans back, eyeing the small yellow slice.
“It’s something sweet and delicious you eat after your meal for pleasure.”
“I have something like that already.” He gives me a lascivious look. “It is my mate’s cunt.”
I yelp and cover his mouth with my hand, looking around in a panic to see if anyone else heard that. No one’s looking in our direction, and I breathe easy. “Not so loud.”
“I don’t see why not. They already know you are the finest female on the planet. Of course I should enjoy tasting your cunt.” He leans close, his mouth drifting toward my ear as I pop the fruit into my mouth. “Though I have yet to suck your ass like you requested.”
I promptly choke on the slice.
“You like that idea. I can tell.” He grabs my hand and hauls me to my feet. “Let’s go do it.”
This man is ridiculous…and yet I’m not going to say no. I’ve still got that pot of grease in our hut, and maybe we’ll put both cocks to use again tonight. I’ve never had anal sex, but I also never imagined mating a half-lizard alien man, and he’s re-defined my idea of “sexy.” If anything, he’s making me think we should try a lot of things, because everything is fun with Skarr. Nothing is awkward or embarrassing.
Actually, a lot of it is awkward, but we’re awkward together, and it ends up being enjoyable.
I let him lead me by the hand towards our hut, anticipation building with every step. The farther away we get from the main fire, the quieter things get, and I can hear the low hum of resonance in our chests, and just hearing it makes me happy. He lifts my hand to his mouth and kisses the back of it, grinning at me. “Did you notice your song has changed?”
“I noticed.” I bite my lip. “Are we happy?”
“As long as you promise me that whatever baby comes out of you is going to be smaller than Steph’s baby, I am happy, yes.”
I snort-giggle at that, because Jethani is a fat, wriggly baby that’s probably two feet tall due to her large alien father. “They don’t come out that size, you dork. Our baby would definitely be a lot smaller at first.”
He heaves a sigh of relief, pressing his free hand to his brow. “Thank kef. I admit that thought has been keeping me up at night.”
I can’t stop laughing, and even when we get into the hut and pull our boots off, I’m still giggling at his strange assumptions about babies. It’s so cute. He’s so cute. I kiss him, and the kiss quickly turns from playful to heated. I pull off his scarf, revealing the V tattoo I’ve made for him at the base of his collarbone, at the divot there. He wanted to be marked where everyone could see it, but it gets covered by layers more often than not. My finger tattoo does, too, but just knowing we have them is part of the pleasure.
I keep kissing him as we undress, peeling layers off of each other until we’re both naked. He leads me over to the bed of furs and then gives me a wicked look. “Give me that pretty ass of yours, my Vivi. I’ve waited long enough to suck on it.”
He really is? I bite back another chuckle and get on hands and knees in the furs, pushing my backside into the air and spreading my knees. “Maybe try licking instead? That’s generally more pleasurable—oh!”
The moment I lift my hips into the air, his mouth is there, lapping at the pucker of my ass. I squeal, unable to help myself. I didn’t realize he’d be so…enthusiastic. But Skarr groans with pleasure, licking and kissing and pressing his forked tongue into that surprisingly sensitive spot. I clutch at the furs, whimpering as he lavishes attention on my backside. Okay, we’ve been missing out, because his mouth down there feels incredible.
“Oh god.” I fist the blankets as he teases a finger into my channel, his tongue working against my backside non-stop. “Oh god. Skarr…wait. Wait.”
He makes a sound of protest, lifting his head just enough to scrape his teeth over my buttock. “What?”
“Want to have sex? In both holes?”
“Yes and yes.” He nips my butt, making me squirm again. “Can we do that? Will I fit back here?”