Page 28 of Wild Life (STEAM-y #2)

Acing the Oral Exam

Maris

My body was weightless, floating on soft, puffy clouds. Glittering light peeked through white, bathing me in warmth. Birds twittered a melodious song.

Feathers tickled my inner thighs. I wriggled against their delicate assault. The feathers traveled upward, leaving a trail of sensation in their wake. Higher and higher they moved, teasing my skin.

The feathers joined together as one, swiping at my entrance, electrifying my nerves. My back arched, and the stroking continued at my sensitive folds. This was heaven. I supposed I must’ve died and levitated here.

Suddenly, pleasure rushed through my clitoris, awakening me.

I was in the hut. And the clouds were the bed. And the feather—Aleki. He was naked, just as I was, and very comfortable between my legs.

“Good morning,” I said, grinning. I played with a tendril of hair that had fallen over his eye. I loved it when his dark hair was loose, adding to his wild and savage appearance.

“Good morning.” He pressed a kiss to my inner thigh, and I shivered at the sensation of his facial hair brushing my sensitive skin.

I stretched my arms over my head, and he tracked my breasts as they pulled. “This is a wonderful way to wake up,” I crooned.

He reached for me, rolling my nipple between his calloused fingers, which sent shockwaves down to my core. “I’d have to agree.” His attention returned to my pussy, where he continued licking me.

I held his head in place and rolled my hips while he teased me. He was good, but I could make him better.

“Flick it with your tongue using small circles.”

He followed my direction, and my inner walls clenched. “Like that,” I breathed out.

I clutched his hair like he was a fuckboy whose mouth I was using for pleasure.

My body was still lazy from sleep, serving as a blank canvas for tension to build faster than usual. Release would come swiftly, and I wanted to maximize the experience.

“Fuck me with your fingers,” I ordered.

Aleki slipped two digits inside. I took him easily since I was still wet with his cum from last night.

Slick noises filled the air between us as he fucked me while abusing my clit with his tongue.

I gripped his hair and bore down against his mouth, nearly suffocating him with my pelvis.

A sharp scream ripped through me and I splintered into pieces that drifted off into the abyss. A farewell lick down my seam, lapping up the arousal that seeped out, made my body shudder.

Aleki pulled his huge body over mine and lay to my side, his lips fixed into a mischievous smirk.

I wiped some of my arousal from the corner of his lips with my finger. “What?”

“You taste like fruit.”

“What kind?” I purred.

“Something juicy, yet tart.”

He was adorable when he was mentally placing something for the first time.

I rolled to the side to face him, my body sated. “Funny, because that’s my stripper name. Juicy Yet Tart .”

His brow furrowed. “Wait, are you serious?”

I wasn’t, but I enjoyed fucking with him. “Like a jellyfish sting.”

His eyes widened in disbelief. “You really take your clothes off to dance…for strangers?”

“Yeah, can’t you tell by my moves?” I shimmied on the bed, though I looked more like a dying fish.

His lips set into a thin line. He was clearly perturbed. “Well, now you only strip for me,” he said with finality.

I batted my lashes coyly. “So possessive. Careful or I might mistake you for one of those jealous men from back home.”

A coarse growl vibrated from his throat. “I bet they don’t please you like I do.” He pounced, his face inches from mine, and I could smell me on his lips. It was heady and addictive.

“Aleki,” I gasped as he sank into me, filling me up. He was bigger than any man I had been with before, stretching me wider with each stroke.

His hips undulated so he hit my nub with the most delicious friction. I held on to his ripped biceps while he powered into me.

“No one can please me like you,” I admitted between panted breaths. He quickened his pace, feeding my greedy cunt with his cock.

I was mercilessly obsessed with this man.