“I want to taste more of you,” I husked. “I want to taste all of you.”
From the look in her eyes, I could tell she didn’t know what I meant, but she nodded. “Yes, Raas.”
I flipped her onto her back, hovering over her like a predator, my heart hammering and my cock aching.
Chapter Twenty
Juliette
Had I lost my mind? What was I doing? I’d wanted to make the Raas something as a thank you, but I’d never wanted this. My breath was shallow as he leaned over me, kissing his way down my neck. Or had I?
The feel of his lips, warm and surprisingly soft, had sent desire ricocheting through me, and my skin buzzed as if I’d been shocked. I’d never experienced need slamming into me like this, and as his strong hands caressed me, tugging up the hem of my dress, I was almost powerless to control it.
But I didn’t want to control it. I’d spent my entire life doing exactly what was expected of me and obeying the rules of my planet. I’d dressed the right way, and acted the right way, and what had it gotten me? Nothing but loneliness. I arched my back as Vassim closed his mouth around one peaked nipple through the fabric of my dress, sucking it through the cloth and making it harden even more.
I didn’t care if I was being foolish or impulsive. All I cared about was how the Raas’ touch made me feel alive for the first time. Truly alive and not just going through the motions for the benefit of everyone else.
The blood pounding in my ears was deafening, the sound of the Raas saying my name muffled as he shoved my dress up around my hips, his breath hot on the delicate flesh of my thighs. I’d never been touched by a male before, but my body seemed to know what to do, or at least it knew what it wanted to do. I let my legs fall open, not caring what he might think about me and not caring that he was the first to see my body so exposed.
He lowered his head between my legs, inhaling deeply and growling, the rumble making my body jerk in response.
“You smell so sweet I need to taste you,” he said, tugging at my panties.
I was vaguely aware of what he meant. I lifted my head and looked down at him. “You want to kiss me there?”
His eyes flashed dark as he peered up at me. “You have never…?”
My cheeks warmed as I shook my head. “Never. I’ve never done anything.”
Another rumble in his chest as he gazed at me. “Do you want this?”
I wasn’t entirely sure what “this” entailed, but I wanted it—all of it—whatever it was. “Yes, Raas.”
He gave me a wicked grin and pushed me down with one hand. I flopped back, yelping as he then tore off my panties and tossed them aside. Sliding his hands under my ass, he opened me to him, and I instinctively writhed my hips, needing his touch. Then his mouth was on me, his tongue hot as it parted me. I reached down and tangled my fingers in his hair as his tongue did things to me I’d never imagined.
When he found my bundle of nerves, I gasped, almost rearing up off the pallet. He laughed at my reaction, and the vibrations made my eyes roll up into the back of my head. Then he was sucking and flicking me so deftly that I lost all ability to think, wrapping my legs around his shoulders. Every time my body would start to tremble, the Raas would slow his tongue, swirling it languidly until I was panting and begging him for more. Then he would resume his pace, flicking me until I could barely remember to take a breath.
“You want more?” he asked, barely lifting his head.
I bobbed my head up and down frantically, unable to speak.
“Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. “Show me how ready you are for me.”
When I did, he stared down at me, his expression transfixed. “So perfect and all mine.”
Then I felt it, the furry tip of his tail tickling the inside of my thigh as it moved higher. I sucked in a sharp breath when it reached my opening.
The Raas looked up at me as it pushed slowly into me. “You have never heard what Vandar do with our tails?”
I could only stare at where the dark tip of his tail was entering me. Even though it was only his tail, and it was covered in fur, it was still thick and hard underneath. The stretch—and the sight of me taking a Vandar tail—made me tip my head back and moan.
“You’re taking my tail so well,” he said. “You’re almost ready to take my cock.”
Then his mouth was on me again, licking my aching bundle of nerves as he moved his tail inside me. It was all too much, and I dug my fingernails into his hair as my body detonated, trembling and moaning as pleasure rippled through me. Vassim didn’t stop his tongue’s movements until my legs had stopped shaking and my body had sagged.
His tail was still snug inside me, but he was no longer pushing it deeper. Instead, he moved himself up so he was on top of me, with his elbows braced at my side so he wouldn’t crush me.
He kissed me lightly. “This time I want to watch you.”
“This time?” I managed to say through uneven breaths.
“You didn’t think that was all, did you?”
I’d never thought that anything could feel as good as that had. I couldn’t imagine that there could be more, but if there was more, I wanted it. I wanted everything he could give me.
“Unless you wish me to stop?” he whispered into my ear, as he stroked his tail in and out of me.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, even though my body was limp with pleasure.
Pulling his head back,
