Her juices were sweet and salty and perfect, just like Kara herself, he thought. Damned if he didn’t have the urge to put her on her back, spread her legs, and taste her honey straight from the source!
But Raak knew if he went that far, he’d want to go farther. And he couldn’t let himself do that—couldn’t take Kara’s virginity and change the color of her eyes when he couldn’t offer her anything in return.
So he contented himself with slowly sucking her sweet juices off his fingers while he held her gaze with his, never looking away as he tasted her honey.
“Raak,” she whispered at last, but then seemed to not know what to say.
Raak finally drew his fingers out of his mouth.
“Delicious,” he growled, letting her know exactly how much he loved her secret flavor. “You have the sweetest pussy honey I’ve ever tasted, baby girl.”
“Oh, um…” Kara turned bright red and bit her lip…which resulted in her giving a little cry of pain.
“My fangs!” she exclaimed, reaching up to feel them.
“What about them?” Raak asked, frowning. She had drawn blood again, he noticed—her lush lower lip had a ruby red droplet on it.
“They feel every bit as long and sharp as they were before!” Kara scrambled off his lap and ran into the fresher to check her appearance in the 3-D viewer. Raak followed her—more from a desire to clean himself up than anything else. The inside of his flight leathers was a sticky situation after the way her bite had made him come so much.
He found her looking at her reflection with tears in her eyes.
“Hey, now, baby girl,” he murmured, putting a hand on her shoulder. “It’s not so bad as all that.”
“Yes, it is!” Kara exclaimed, still staring at herself. “Just look at me! I thought biting you would make them go down but my fangs are even longer and sharper and more prominent than they were before. What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing is wrong with you,” Raak told her firmly. “You’re beautiful, baby—perfect.”
“You might think so but no other male aboard the Mother Ship or on Earth is going to think so.” Kara looked ready to cry. “I came to Tranq Prime to shrink my fangs but now they’re longer than ever. This is awful.”
“Well…who says you have to go straight back to the Mother Ship?” Raak asked, trying to cheer her up. “I mean, why not fly around the galaxy with me for a while? I didn’t get many trade goods on Tranq Prime but I’ve got a hold full of items for Xephron Five, which is my next stop.”
“Xephron Five?” Kara’s head yanked up as though he had said a magic word. “I’ve heard of that planet before.”
“You have?” Raak frowned. “Not many people go to it, even to trade. It’s a fucking strange place. Takes some getting used to.”
But Kara was pacing around the fresher, running a hand through her hair excitedly.
“I remember where I heard it now! The doctor my Great Uncle and Aunt got to try and pull my fangs—Dr. ThrobGood—when I asked why he couldn’t just shrink my fangs, he said, ‘Oh my dear, I’m not a miracle worker or a Kaji from Xephron Five!’
“A Kaji, huh?” Raak frowned. “As a matter of fact, the being I trade with on X-5 has that title. He—or she, or it—it’s fucking hard to tell—just goes by the name Qi though.”
“Does he, er, it, have some kind of magical or medical power?” Kara asked anxiously. “Do you think it could help me shrink my fangs?”
Raak frowned. “I really don’t think they need to be shrunk, Kara.”
She scowled and put a hand on her hip.
“My body, my choice. Don’t be a caveman, as they say back on Earth, and try to act like you know what’s best for me. I want my fangs shrunk back down to normal at least—that’s not too much to ask, I don’t think.”
Raak held up both hands in a “don’t shoot” gesture.
“Whoa baby girl. Don’t worry about me trying to tell you what’s best for your body. I’m just giving you my opinion—your fangs are fucking gorgeous and they feel incredible when you sink them into me. But if you want them gone, we’ll try to find a way. Even though if you ask me, it would be like deciding you wanted to cut off your luscious full breasts for no reason or get rid of your soft little pussy.”
Kara looked stricken.
“You really think that?”
Raak nodded. “I’m not kidding or exaggerating, baby girl—your fangs are beautiful and they’re part of you—a very sexual part.” He shrugged. “But if you want to try and get rid of them or shrink them, I’ll try to help you.”
Her pale blue eyes softened.
“Thank you, Raak,” she whispered and threw her arms around his neck. Since the silver uniform shirt she was wearing was still unbuttoned and gaping open, this meant that her full breasts were pressed to his bare chest but for the moment she didn’t seem to mind.
“Mmm, baby girl,” Raak murmured in her ear as he pulled her even closer. “You feel so good against me.”
He wished he could change her mind about trying to shrink her fangs. He had meant what he said—they were part of her—a very sexy part and he hated to see them go. But Kara was determined and as she had said before, it was her body and her choice so all Raak could do was help and support her.
He just hoped that her quest to get her fangs to shrink didn’t go wrong somehow. Xephron Five was a fucking weird planet where anything was likely to happen.
Eighteen
“That’s it? But it looks like some kind of disco ball!” Kara exclaimed, as she watched Xephron Five growing in the viewscreen.
“A what?” Raak frowned at her for a moment before turning his attention back to the ship’s instrument panel.
“It was this
