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His ears flatten as he flicks a lock of white hair that has come out of its braid from his face with a toss of his head.
“I do not… look like a true Rukuhk should. I am the youngest and therefore the one the Aynar experimented on the most.”
As gently as I can, I respond to his comment. “Murgul, honey. I’m well aware of that. Your differences are rather apparent, but that doesn’t mean I’m not attracted to you. I told you about the romance novels, remember? Surely, if you can smell emotions, which I’m pretty sure you can, can’t you smell my arousal right now?”
I have to fight through a bit of embarrassment to get that last bit out, but I’m instantly rewarded when Murgul takes a deep breath, the tip of his forked tongue slipping from his mouth when my scent hits him.
“That is what that sweet scent is? You are aroused for me? I have scented this on you several times over the last rotations. Mostly when you read your book…Wait, the book you found, is it the same as the ones you told me of that you read while on your home planet?”
Realization dawns, and I could smack myself. Murgul doesn’t have any experience with women at all, so of course, he has no basis for reference. From listening to some of the conversations on board between the Ruks and their human mates, I’ve figured out that Murgul and his brothers didn’t grow up in a good place.
Larry didn’t care if I was sexually active as long as I didn’t attempt to have a relationship of any kind that would distract me from making him money. While I was starved for any kind of emotional connection, Murgul has been starved of… well, everything.
I’ll have to handle this with care. I don’t want to upset or embarrass him. “Well, yes. It’s a big book full of some of my favorite types of love stories. Exactly like what I preferredto read when I was on Earth. Murgul, honey. Do you know anything about sex?”
He shoots me an indignant look before answering.
“Of course, I know what sex is. It was a concept that held very little interest for me before our bond, as I did not want to pay a female to endure my touch or company. Now, however, it is a topic that I find great pleasure in educating myself on. I endeavor to know how to please you once you are agreeable to my intimate touch. Just because I have not performed the act, does not mean I am wholly ignorant.”
Pressing my lips together, I manage to keep myself from smiling or laughing over how aggrieved he sounds. His next question takes me off guard, though.
“Would you be willing to let me show you what I have learned? From what I understand, females of most species enjoy it when a male tastes between her legs. I must admit I find the concept extremely arousing, to the point that it is making my mouth water with need.”
Thankfully, I’m lying down or I would’ve fallen over in shock. That may be the boldest thing he’s ever said to me. Quickly, I stammer out a reply before he thinks I’m going to reject his offer.“Of… of course! I would love to do that! Do you think we could start with some kisses first?”
“I would enjoy nothing more. Let me visit the cleansing chamber first, and I will return shortly.”
Smiling, I nod before scooting off him so he can get out of bed. The lack of a bulge in the front of his pants is intriguing, and I wonder if he has a slit like reptiles do. Only an idiot would miss the fact that his DNA has been tampered with and something reptilian added. Einar and Bikar are the same way, while Slavic, Ruarc, and Falon all outwardly appear more like a full-blooded member of their species. I would be willing to guess that the three with visible differences are the youngest, while the three without are the oldest.
The sound of the bathroom door sliding back open pulls me from my musings, and I watch with rapt attention as Murgul prowls across the room and gets back in bed, before rolling me beneath the comforting mass of his much larger body.
“That is much better. Now, you said something about kisses.”
Before I can reply, his mouth crashes against mine, and that wicked forked tongue begins to wreak havoc as it tangles around mine in an erotic slide.
Chapter Eighteen
MURGUL
Joy suffusesthrough my entire body as does a hot bolt of arousal. My Starshine is finally comfortable enough to trust me with her body.
You’d best know what you are doing, fool. If you fuck this up, I will have to kick your arse into the cage and pleasure our mate.
Shut the frack up, Vrog, and let me concentrate! You do not know any more than I, since you were present during all of my research.
Vrog lets out one or two more halfhearted grumbling growls before falling silent, but not fading into the background as he usually does. No, that fracker is front and center, watching every move I am making where our mate is concerned.
Pulling Gwendolyn beneath me, I smile at her slight squeak before I slam my mouth against hers and slip my tongue intoher lush heat. Twining my forked tongue around hers, I playfully lick, suck, and tease until she is panting for breath, the sweat scent of what I now know is her arousal perfuming the air around us.
Releasing her mouth, I kiss down her neck to the edge of her sleeping dress.
“Do not move, Gwendolyn. Not at all, do you understand?”
Lifting her head from her pillow, she peers at me in confusion but replies, “I understand, honey. I won’t move.”
Kicking the soft covers down and out of the way, I carefully slide the bladed end of my tail beneath her sleeping dress until the tip is protruding just a tic past the neckline. In one quick motion, I snap my tail up, completely severing the material and leaving her bare to my hot, hungry gaze. Her eyes are wide, but her breaths are coming in short little pants, her scent deepening as I destroy her clothing.
Our little mate likes being dominated? What an interesting piece of information.