Page 52 of Stolen Slave

She reached between us and firmly gripped my ambal. I growled my pleasure at her demand and palmed the secretions she expertly extracted. Her head fell back as I massaged it into the pink skin around the nub hidden in her folds, and her hold on my ambal loosened, proving that I’d found the answer to her demand.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Look at how beautiful you are,” I said, releasing the hardened bud on her chest mound to stroke my fingers down the column of her throat she was trustingly baring to me.

Her hands left me to brace on the table. She moved her hips, pressing her wet folds more firmly into my touch.

“I will protect you as the treasure you are. I vow it.” As I spoke, I trailed my fingers over her limbs while toying with that little nub above her breeding sheath. She shivered when I reached her collarbone, and I noted the spot before continuing.

“Show me how you wish to be touched. I will adorn you in chains so you never forget your worth.”

Her head lifted, and her gaze snapped to mine when I reached her chest mound. She captured my hand and pressed it firmly over the tempting flesh.

“Yes. Show me, Vya.”

Using my hand, she gripped her flesh, kneading it briefly before releasing me and pinching the bud.

“Khorahn,” she breathed. “Please.”

Rather than leaving me to guess what she wanted, she gripped my neck again and pulled me over her as she lay back. However, this time, she didn’t guide my mouth to hers. She brought it to those tempting mounds of flesh.

“You wish for me to taste you here?” I asked, lightly licking just above the mound.

“Please.” The word fell from her lips repeatedly as I licked a path along her skin, and it increased in intensity once I reached that tight bud in the center of her chest mound.

She stopped breathing. Concerned, I lifted my head. She gripped my hair and pulled me back to her. The hardened center filled my mouth, and I licked it playfully, circling it in time with the finger that circled the nub within her folds.

She moaned and arched off the work surface.

Encouraged, I wrapped an arm around her back to support her and sucked on that hard tip. Her reactions were perfect. The soft sighs. The way she gripped me and moved. The heady scent of her arousal.

“You will need stimulation disks here, won’t you, my responsive female,” I murmured as I moved to pay the same attention to the other mound.

After I kissed it thoroughly, I lifted my head to take in the sight of the pinkish hue that colored her skin from her shoulders to her hairline. She watched me trail my fingers between her mounds and shivered at the same time she lifted her hips. My finger slipped through her wet folds and almost slid into her breeding sheath.

The frustrated sound that she made when I pulled back was both cute and compelling.

“Vya, I cannot accept what you’re willing to give. I fear you don’t fully understand your situation, and you’ve already endured enough mistreatment. But I understand your need.”

Without looking away from her red swollen mouth, I dipped down to lick the small valley between her chest mounds.

She lifted her hips, trying again to force my teasing finger to enter her. Smiling, I placed another kiss, licking a bit lower.

“Please, Khorahn. Please.”

I had never heard sweeter words whispered in such an irresistible tone.

Removing my hand from her folds, I gripped her rounded flanks and lifted them off the surface. Her legs relaxed, falling farther apart as I crouched down to breathe in near that tuft of hair. The scent of her arousal enthralled me.

My mouth watered, and the need to taste drove me to the point of pain. But I didn’t taste her as I wanted to. I lifted my gaze to hers.

“Do you wish for me to taste you here, too, my beauty?”

“Khorahn, if you don’t put your mouth on me right now, don’t ever touch me again.”

I chuckled and dipped my head.

With a single stroke, my tongue parted her folds from her breeding sheath to that small nub. Her scent hadn’t come close to the deliciousness of actually tasting her. I lapped at her, savoring every drop of her arousal.

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