Page 57

My head whipped up to meet his amused stare. “Did I do that or did you do that?”

And if he did that, why would he have control ofmydream?

Instead of answering, he pulled me forward with a gentle tug. The warmth of the water spread across my feet and tickled my ankles. The rocks turned to silty sand, puffs of gray blooming below the surface as I kicked up the soft substance. Warm water lapped at my calves, then knees. All the while, Khor Drath’s eyes swept over my curvy body in appreciation, heating me more than the hot spring ever could.

I chanced a look downward, and the tree trunk between his legs grew larger. My fingers flexed in his, my free hand twitching at my side.

“This is your dream,” he said pulling me closer. “You’re in charge.”

I’m in charge.

With my next step, the water lapped around my thighs. I pressed my hand against his chest, like I’d wanted to do since I first saw him filling his doorway, and stroked over his smooth pectoral muscles. He sucked in a breath as I passed over his forest green nipple.

His reaction filled me with courage. I wanted to make this large, spectacular man feel good, even if it was in a dream. I wanted to watch him come undone.

I pulled my other hand free and caressed over his shoulders. His silver-bright eyes lit up. The strangest sensation swept through me, that this wasn’t the dream Khor Drath I’d seen when first arriving to this scene, that he was the Khor Drath who’d been standing behind me since the beginning of the dream session.

But that wouldn’t make sense. Would it?

I shook the thought from my head and decided that no matter what happened in this dream, I was going to enjoy myself.

Because a better dream means a bigger sale, right?

The money didn’t seem to matter anymore as I petted the big guy in front of me, his skin shifting colors beneath my hands. His body temperature ran hotter than the water and I couldn’t get enough. I skimmed my palms along his ribs, over his abdominals, then up towards his throat.

He stepped further into the pond, and I followed, not wanting to stop touching him. I gasped. The water swirled between my thighs, caressing the edges of my lips in warm laps. He noted my reaction, his eyes narrowing on my face, the intense focus lighting my skin.

“What do you need?” His voice deepened, making my already sensitive pussy quiver.

“I need you to touch me.” The words came out husky and raw.

A low growl rumbled from his chest, vibrating through my fingers to race down my arms. His palms skimmed my hips, pulling me closer. He towered over me despite the way the bottom of the pond sloped gently downward. Our bodies collided and we groaned. Naked Khor Drath felt amazing. Muscles, and heat, and damp skin, and everything I needed in my life. He stroked my arms, my back, then grasped both my ass cheeks in his big palms and pulled me hard against him.

His baseball bat cock swelled, pressing against my curls. I shifted upward a little, letting it slide between my thighs. He groaned. I sighed. God, that felt good. It pressed against me with such insistence. When I widened my stance, a small tilt of my hips rubbed my clit against him at just the right spot.

Back and forth I moved, my eyes glued to his as he let me get myself off.

“I want to kiss you,” he murmured, a plea in his tone.

Dream Khor Drath was so polite. And I was extremely grateful dream Khor Drath knew what kissing was. Not every alien did.

“I want that too.”

His bright eyes beaming down on me, he bent his head.

I met him halfway, impatient, gripping his neck to keep my balance. Our lips smashed together, inelegant for a dream, but hot.So hot.Pleasure coursed through me, making me lightheaded. His lips tasted sweet, like candies from the corner store. The scent of him, a comforting spice I didn’t recognize, surrounded my body. His tongue must be longer than a human’s because it explored the entirety of my mouth like it had a mind of its own. My fingers dug into the flesh of neck, holding on tight as he plundered. My head swam with sensation. I wouldn’t have thought a tongue could be electric, but sparks shot off between us, increasing the pleasure.

Dear lord, how would this tongue feel between my legs?

Like he heard my thought, he lifted his head and smirked down at me.

Then he took over, my feet no longer touching bottom as he pulled be up against him. My legs automatically wrapped around his hips and I pushed up. This was a better angle now, our mouths and tongues gliding over each other’s at equal height.

My open pussy pressed against his abdominals. I tilted my hips up and down, creating more friction, wet on washboard. His cock kicked up against my ass and all I could think about was how much I wanted it inside me—no matter how big it was. My desperate fingers grabbed hold of the thick cords of his head. Khor Drath hissed against my lips, sounding partly in pleasure and partly in pain.

“Harder,” he demanded, right before kissing me again.

I tugged. He groaned. I kept gripping him tight as our kiss increased in temperature, loving the way his tongue took possession of my mouth.