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G rulen’s cock deflated at Morgan’s distress.

His tail caressed her outer thigh lightly.

Her highly responsive nature delighted him, and he didn’t doubt she’d experienced pleasure from his hands and tongue.

He reviewed their interactions to determine what caused her panic attack.

Concerned that she would faint from her rapid breathing, he sat up and cautiously tugged her naked body onto his lap.

Loosely embracing her, he softly said, “Breathe with me, ciebala . Slow and deep. Breathe.” He picked up one of her hands and held it to his heart. “Breathe, Morgan. You’re safe.”

Her head fell forward onto his chest. Her damp face rubbed on his skin. Her flesh felt cold when only minutes before she burned with passion. I hate when she cries. It hurts to see her pain.

He tenderly rubbed her back attempting to warm her. Eventually, her respirations slowed. He continued his ministrations and maintained his silence.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

Her silky hair tickled his chest when she shook it.

“I feel like a fool. I honestly didn’t think sex would be an issue.” One of her hands drifted lower. “Let me take care of you.”

He seized her hand and pulled it to his lips.

“Not necessary, ciebala .”

“I feel guilty you didn’t get a chance to come.” Her voice was barely audible.

“I don’t need an orgasm for its own sake. I am happy I gave you pleasure.”

“It doesn’t seem fair.”

“It’s not an issue of fair.” He paused. “Do you know what caused your panic?”

“Your weight and you looming over me.” Embarrassment tinged her words.

“Okay.”

Quietly thinking while her scent lost its acrid taint, he decided to pamper her. He stood and carried her to the sanitary facility.

“Where are you taking me?”

“I’m going to give you a bath and then hold you as you sleep.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I want to help you relax.” He started the water running in the oversized tub.

After checking the temperature to ensure it wouldn’t harm her satiny skin, he carefully set her down.

He rummaged through the bottles on a nearby shelf and found a bath oil made with herbs known to aid in releasing tension.

Planning to add it to the bath after he cleansed her body, he placed it on the ledge surrounding the pool.

“Would you like me to remain outside the bath while I tend to your hair?”

She lifted red-rimmed eyes to his.

“I don’t understand the question.”

Lifting a hand, he rubbed her cheek with his thumb.

“I’m going to be your ladies’ maid this night. I will see to your every need. To start, I will wash your hair and body. If you prefer to have the water to yourself, I will do it from here.”

Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

“That’s sweet, but I don’t expect that from you.”

He tapped her nose with a forefinger.

“It is my honor, Morgan. My feelings for you are more than sexual. I want to care for you in any way you need or desire.”

“I’m usually taking care of others—either by choice or being forced when I was kidnapped.”

“Then you’re long overdue to receive.” He kissed her forehead. “Now lean back and let’s get your hair wet.”

She grabbed his hand.

“Join me in the bath, Grulen.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I have no bad memories associated with sanitary facilities.”

“As you command.” Water sloshed as he climbed into the pool and sat facing her.

She slid downward and wet her head. Droplets flew as she blew out a breath. She twisted to give him her back. He drizzled shampoo onto her hair, then worked up a lather with gentle fingers. Her head fell onto his chest as he massaged her scalp and she sighed.

“That feels wonderful. The shampoo portion used to be my favorite part of visiting a hairdresser on Earth.”

Suds landed on his cheek when he bent to kiss behind her ear.

“So we’re bringing up good memories?”

“Even better, Grulen, we’re making good memories.” She squirmed and her ass snugged between his thighs. He mentally ordered his cock to behave. This is about her comfort.

He rinsed her hair before soaping his hands and tenderly washed her body beginning with her shoulders.

Soft sighs filled the air as she relaxed.

Using both hands, he cleaned and cleansed one arm.

Taking his time, he worked his way to her hand, holding it in his palm and kneading each digit with his thumb and forefinger. Then he started on the other arm.

“Lean forward and I’ll do your back.”

She scooted to give him access and moaned when he rubbed her tight muscles as he washed her. His cock hardened at the sounds of her enjoyment. Savoring the experience, he continued downward ensuring each of her flesh received his devoted attention. He stopped at the dip in her back.

Voice husky, he said, “Turn around.”

Maneuvering languidly, she rose and rotated to face him. She straddled him and rested her arms on his shoulders. Hazy blue eyes smiled at him. She cleared her throat.

“I want you, Grulen. I’d like to try again.”

Goddess, she’s so brave.

“We don’t have to do more tonight, ciebala . That wasn’t my intent.”

“I know and I appreciate your patience and care. This isn’t to reward you for your understanding.

I want to take back my sexuality and own it.

You are the only person I’ve wanted to be with since before I was kidnapped.

The decisions about my body haven’t been my own for a long time. I want my power back.”

He searched her expression for any hint of distress and found none. Her fingers played at his nape.

“We can stop at any time. You are in control.” Spreading his arms wide, he said, “Do with me what you will.”

A self-satisfied look crossed her face. Her hands pulled him forward to kiss. His hands dropped to her waist and caressed the curves of her hips. Their mouths met and tongues collided. Crek. She tastes so good.

His fingers skated to the underside of her pert breasts and outlined them.

She arched and brought them closer to him.

Humming, he glided soft kisses and licks along the length of her neck and along the upper portions of her swollen globes.

He flicked his tongue across an erect nipple and her hands clenched.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Your mouth feels so good.”

Surrounding the hardened bud with his mouth, he circled it with his tongue while cupping her breast. His tail snuck between them and delved between her legs.

Seeking her other nub that enjoyed his attention earlier, he mimicked what his mouth was doing.

Her breathing quickened and her moans filled his ears.

His tail slid lower to her entrance and pressed inward steadily. Supporting her weight on his free arm, he leaned her backwards to partially float on the surface of the water. She clutched his head as he switched breasts. His tail increased the tempo of its thrusts. A long, low groan left her lips.

“Grulen, your tail. More.” Her hips gyrated and her insides clenched around him. So crekkin’ tight. The Goddess made her for me.

Pumping faster and delving deeper, he gave her what she asked for. He lifted his head and watched her writhe on his tail. His digits played with her nipple, tugging and pinching lightly.

“Open your eyes, ciebala . Let me see your desire.”

Her passion-filled gaze met his. He could see the effort she made to keep her heavy eyelids open.

“You are incredibly sexy and beautiful.” He flattened his hand and drug it between her breasts to her core, then back again. “This body was made to receive pleasure from me.”

“Grulen, I want your cock, not your tail. Please.” Does it make me a bad male to enjoy her begging for my member? If so, I don’t care.

Lifting her up, he gently placed her on the ledge and knelt in front of her.

She cried out when his tail left her sweet hole and slid to playfully slap a stiff nipple.

His engorged cock entered her slowly. Feeling her channel squeeze to accommodate him and watching her cunt swallow him sent his own desire rocketing wildly.

“You take me so well, ciebala . All pink and swollen sucking in my cock.” He held her hips steady as he pushed further. He watched her closely to ensure she felt only pleasure, not pain from his intrusion.

“More. I can take it. Oh my god. Your head nodes. Jesus, that feels good.” She panted and tried to push against him.

“I don’t want to hurt you. Almost there. Goddess, your greedy cunt swallowing my cock feels like coming home.” He seated himself and held himself motionless to give her time to adjust. His base node touched her clit, and he swiveled his hips to rub against it.

“Oh, yes.” Squeals of delight left her mouth.

“As you command.” He withdrew until only the head of his cock remained in her channel.

“Fuck me, Grulen. Make me yours.”

In a single swift motion, he buried himself inside her again and ground his base node against her clit. Seeing only agonizing pleasure on his face, he repeated himself. Gripping her ass cheeks, his claws extruded and pricked her flesh. His fangs elongated.

Over and over again, he thrust into her welcoming warmth.

She played with her breasts, tugging her nipples, and tried to push him deeper.

His tail rested on her collarbones, and she grasped it in one hand and squeezed.

Shockwaves of arousal spread throughout his body.

Feeling him jerk in surprise, a lustful expression filled her face and she lifted his tail to her mouth.

Holding his gaze, she mouthed the end. He growled as she sucked the taste of herself from him.

Heat and wetness embraced his cock and tail. He pounded faster.

She pulled his tail from his mouth long enough to shout, “Deeper. Harder.”

His rhythm accelerated and sweat formed on their bodies. Their heat spiraled higher. When his base node hit her clit, electricity shot up his spine. Their scents combined and his ass clenched as he tried to hold back his release.

“Come for me again, ciebala . I want to feel your cunt strangling my cock.” He pulled his tail from her mouth and pushed it under her ass seeking her other hole.

She gasped as he tickled the opening without entering.

Taking one hand from her hips, he thumbed her clit, their bodies slapping his hand between them when they collided.

A long wail filled the room as she shattered on him. Her entire body spasmed and her cunt milked his cock. His balls drew up and he came. His movements slowed as her insides clenched him. He roared her name as his vision whitened.

Eventually they slowed, gasping for air.

Taking care not to put his weight on her or give the impression of looming, he lifted her back into the water and sat heavily causing her to bounce on his cock.

They both hissed. Still filling her, his cock softened.

He caressed her as their bodies recovered.

He raised her chin with a forefinger and kissed her forehead.

“Thank you, ciebala , for sharing yourself with me.”

“Thank you for being exactly what I need.”

“Let’s dry off and rest. It’s been a long day for both of us.”

In his bed, he positioned her between his legs, her back to his front and combed her hair with his claws. Her head fell forward, and her fingers traced patterns on his upper thighs.

“May I ask a question?” He paused when her fingers stilled momentarily before continuing her light caresses.

“Of course.”

“Will sleeping in the bed with me cause you distress?” I hope not.

He watched her hair sweep across her shoulders when she shook her head.

“I don’t think so, so long as you don’t roll over on me. Most of the clients Slovis made me service, sleeping wasn’t high on their list of activities.” A bitter undernote to her deliberately light tone and darkness in her scent warned him to use caution.

“Please tell me if anything I do or say makes you uncomfortable. Your happiness is my priority.” He ran his hands down her arms and his fingers entwined with hers.

She tightened her grip on him.

“Talking about it isn’t something I like to do, but I understand ignoring my issues won’t help. Your patience helps.” She twisted her upper torso, and a small smile brightened her face. “For my own sake, I’m glad there wasn’t a female waiting for you.”

“For my own sake, I’m happy you chose to wait with an open heart and understood my position.” He kissed her tenderly.

They slid downwards and she turned further to lie upon him. She shifted so her leg covered his and her ear rested on his chest. He kissed the top of her head.

“For tonight, I think I need to face you so if I wake in the middle of the night, I’ll recognize you and your smell.”

“Whatever you like.” His arm wrapped around her while his tail tucked over her leg. “What do I smell like to you?”

“Caramel and cinnamon, an Earth dessert topping and a spice. They bring me happy thoughts and memories.” Her lips moved against his skin. “What do you smell in my scent?”

“ Trulet and grass in a light rain or mist. Earthy, growing odors that bring me inner peace.”

“Not sure that sounds very sexy.”

His chest rumbled.

“Oh, trust me, on you, it’s extremely arousing.”

She giggled.

“Okay, I trust you.”

“I’ll never abuse that trust, ciebala .”

“I know.”

Tenderly, he played with her hair, marveling at how soft and silky it felt. He listened as her breathing leveled and soft snores reverberated against his pecs. Thank you, Goddess, for watching over her. Please let her find lasting peace in her soul.