Page 9 of Rooting for Kiran (The Mate-Cute #1)
KIRAN
Sprawled out before me, Thea resembles a kahriyht—my planet’s equivalent to Earth’s angels. Her dark-brown hair is flared out in waves that stretch across my comforter, the bottom of her blouse has scrunched up with the pull of her large breasts as she lies back, and her skirt has bunched up a few inches, putting her glorious thighs on full display.
She bats her eyelashes. “What are you going to do to me, Kiran?” Thea’s sweet voice filters through the air, soaked with a playful, flirtatious tone.
She tries to sit up, but I place my palm on her chest and force her back down before separating her legs and crawling between them.
My bed is custom-made to fit the length of an alien like me with some extra inches available. It’s perfect to lie on my stomach and reach her without falling off the end.
I take both sides of her skirt between my fingers and begin pulling it down, her legs closing again, and her underwear partly coming with it. They’re a lacy, lime green, and holy shit, I can’t wait to see what lies beneath them.
“Just relax, sweet girl,” I tell her as she raises her legs and bends her knees so I can finish taking off the skirt and underwear. “Close those eyes and let me make you feel so good.”
Thea drops her legs back open and releases a breathy moan that travels straight to my dick. As if it couldn’t get any harder, it’s now a steel beam barely contained in my boxer briefs.
Focused completely on her bare pussy, I take a deep breath of her aroma and lick my lips. “You smell divine, Thea. Like the perfect meal.”
Sensing intimacy with my mate, parts of my body already begin to transform, but I don’t want to scare her before making her feel good. At least one orgasm is needed before I can even attempt to try and convince her of being open to sex with me.
The roots running along my tongue push up against the skin, and I can’t help the wicked smirk that pulls at the corner of my mouth. She has no idea how much they’re going to intensify oral. It will be like nothing she’s ever felt before.
I lean in closer, pushing on her inner thighs to spread them farther apart, then tilting them back a bit more so she’s fully open to me. Then I flatten my tongue and give her one long, slow, languid stroke from her opening to her already swollen bud.
“Holy fuck, Kiran,” she groans. “That feels…”
I place my tongue on her clit and swipe it from right to left so the ridges of the roots bump over it repeatedly.
“SooOooOooo gooOOod.” Her syllables grow choppy, just the way I like them.
Leaving my mouth against her mound, I smile so she can feel it. “You like that, baby?”
Thea nods and attempts to lift her head.
“Nuh-uh,” I remind her. “Keep those eyes closed and that head flat. Give me another orgasm, and then I’ll let you open those breathtaking eyes.”
One of her hands reaches up to grasp onto the hair on the back of my head before she pushes me back down, silently ordering me to get back to work. “Then don’t stop, bossy pants. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.”
That we do, Thea. That we do…
Her attitude gives me a thrill that I unleash with my mouth. And as I lap up her sweetness, my body continues its transformation, intent to provide my mate with the utmost pleasure.
Two tiny roots pop out from the tip of my tongue, wide enough apart to fit on both sides of her clit, adding just the right amount of extra stimulation as I vibrate my tongue up and down.
Thea twitches and stretches every which way as she blindly absorbs the sensation. Her mewls and moans pick up in speed and volume, showcasing her pleasure. I love that our bodies adjust for the ones we’re destined for, because I plan on ruining her for ever looking for anyone else.
She’s mine. She will always be mine. We are fate.
The scent of her arousal changes, letting me know she’s close—very close. That’s when she starts gyrating her hips, basically riding my face.
I insert two fingers into her wet heat and curl them up so the pads connect directly with her G-spot and rub in circles over and over and over again until…
My beautiful mate explodes, moisture shooting out and raining down my face. Looks like I’ve got myself a squirter. Yum .
I keep my fingers inside her and my tongue in place, the sounds and words pouring from her luscious lips as she comes down from her high freezing me in place. I’m hesitant to remove any part of myself from her center just yet.
Instead, I slowly and delicately pull my tongue away from her swollen bud and lick up the rest of her moisture. “You taste like…I need more ,” I announce.
“Kiran,” Thea breathes out. “That was the most incredible head of my entire fucking life. I’ll definitely need you to do that again at some point tonight.”
“Anything for you, sweet girl.” I stand, towering over her now that I can feel my transformation has completed. “I need you to open your eyes, Thea.”