Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
“I think you are beautiful with or without them, but if you want to take them off so you can shove your nose up against my cock again, you are more than welcome.” I gesture at my groin. “I certainly don’t mind you taking a closer look.”
Her smile returns, and she moves toward me. Her hands go to my chest and she gazes up at my expression, hesitating, and I wonder if she wants to kiss me. But then she presses her face to my chest, her hand sliding back down to my cock, and I forget everything but that squeezing hand exploring my length.
“Can I get you naked?” she asks.
“Of course.” I strip my guild unform off, layer by layer, while she steps back and watches. My waist belt jingles, along with my weapons belt. Then it’s my jacket, my shirt, and pants.
“I guess a Taurian undressing is quicker than a human,” she points out in a nervous, breathless voice. “No boots or socks.”
“I’d look fucking stupid in socks.”
Her giggling takes on a manic edge, and she presses her face to my chest again. She’s nervous, I realize. I don’t think she’s ever taken the lead with a man—human or otherwise—before. I stroke her hair back from her face. She’s still in her guild uniform, still dressed in all the layers the guild demands for proper attire. “Now doesn’t have to be the time, Aspeth. We can do this later, when you’re more comfortable.”
She shakes her head, rubbing her nose against the thicker tuft of hair on my chest. Her fingers curl against my pectorals, and then she’s gliding her mouth over my chest, exploring the lightly furred slabs of muscle with her lips.
I clutch her shoulders, because I feel like I need to put my hands on her somewhere. Anywhere. But I don’t want to distract her, either. She wants to explore me, she gets to explore me. My cock throbs, freed from the confinements of my too-tight pants, and I suspect I’m going to start leaking pre-cum on the floor if this continues…and I don’t fucking care. I’ll leave a trail all over the floor of the entire dorm if it means Aspeth keeps touching me.
Her mouth trails over to my nipple and she kisses it, then pulls back, giggling to herself again. At first I don’t realize what’s so funny, but then she points at her spectacles—in rubbing her face against my chest, she’s smeared the lenses. “Well, now I really can’t see.”
“Clean them off,” I growl. “You deserve to look at everything.”
She shivers, and then pulls the spectacles off, huffs a warm breath on each lens—a shockingly erotic gesture even for this horny bull—and wipes them with a corner of her blouse before demurely tucking it back in. Then she puts her spectacles on again and smiles up at me. “I’ll have to be more careful.”
“Or not.” I wouldn’t mind watching her breathe on them again, because it makes my sac tighten, imagining her doing the same to my skin.
Aspeth bites her lip and trails her hand along my chest to the thicker fur surrounding my cock. Her gaze slides down and she steps back, and then kneels before me to get a better look.
My hands clench into fists.
She tenses immediately at the sight of my hands, sending a worried look up to my face. “Is—is this okay? Me touching you?”
“You know it is. We’re past that, Aspeth. You know I like it when you reach for me.”
“I just want to make sure you’re having fun, too.” Her smile is small, uncertain, and I remind myself that she’s a damned virgin. She’s going to triple-check that everything is all right before venturing forth because she doesn’t have the experience I do.
So I do my best to convince her. “Aspeth, you could tell me about Old Prell pottery for hours and I would be having an amazing time as long as you touch me.” I run a finger around the shell of her ear. Even this is dainty compared to a Taurian’s, and I’m fascinated by it. By everything, if I’m honest with myself. She isn’t the first human woman I’ve been with, but she’s the first one that’s had such a hold on me. The first one I’ve ever obsessed over. The first one I can see myself being mated to long-term. I stroke that fascinating, rounded ear. “Just…touch me.”
She bites her lip and runs her fingers along my cock as if it’s a musical instrument to be played. “I’ve wanted to touch you for a while, actually.”
“By all the gods, why haven’t you, then?”
Her hand stills and she looks up at me. “Because you ran away from me after that night. In the alley.”
I groan at my own stupidity. She’s right. I have been avoiding her. Abandoning Aspeth didn’t help my hunger; it just made it worse. And it let Magpie pull a stupid stunt that nearly got them into trouble. “I’m regretting it now.”