Page 29 of Warrior Rescued

“Please. I need you,” she then whispered.

And just like that, the need lacing her sweet, plaintive voice combined with the flood of intoxicating musky perfume snapped his tenuous control.

He didn’t recognize the feral sound that burst from his chest as he swiftly descended, desperate to explore the source of that maddening scent. He paused, his face hovering over her waist. There was an intriguing tuft of curly hair that concealed her sex.

“As if such a dainty little patch could shield your treasure.” A rakish grin tipped his lips as he glanced up at Elena. “It’s going to take more than this paltry armor to defend against a Cadi warrior.”

Elena’s mouth dropped open and her hands moved to cup her mound.

“No!” His tail swiftly coiled around her wrists and tugged them away from her sex. “You will not hide from me.”

Payim’s rational side tried to remind him that Elena was innocent. It was why she had looked at his shaft with shock and attempted to hide herself, yet the beast within ignored his honorable side. His mate would have to get used to his touch sometime, and that time was now.

As hungry as he was, he gently pushed her thighs apart, watching in anticipation as her cleft was revealed. He wasn’t disappointed by the beautiful view. The petals concealing her sheath were slightly darker than her tan skin and looked similar to the Cadi females he’d seen. They were so puffy, they completely hid her sheath, teasing him further. What stunned him was how slick with desire they already were. His fingers hadn’t penetrated her slit, goading her channel to accept him. She must truly be his mate if she was already primed for his possession. He groaned at the thought.

He dipped a finger into the viscous fluid leaking from between her labia, eager to reveal what lay beneath.

“Payim!” Elena gasped and jumped, her legs reflexively closing on his hand, before he got a look at the source of her desire.

“Easy,” he rasped. She was as skittish as amanxfoal.

Her breath came out in rapid pants as he shifted, slipping his hands beneath both knees then wrapping his arms around her thighs, again spreading them wide, wider than before. His own breath heaved out as her petals parted, revealing another set of slick folds and a unique engorged bead of flesh at the top of her cleft. His gaze slid downward, finally able to see her beautiful slit. His shaft kicked, painfully trapped beneath him, at the sight of yet more nectar spilling from her quivering channel and running down to the puckered rosette of her rear. As glorious as the sight and tantalizing scent of her was, he frowned at her small opening.

She is too small for my shaft.He should’ve known as much, given her size. That combined with her innocence posed a serious problem. Yet still his inner beast goaded him, tugging at the reins.

Elena drew in a sharp breath when he traced the slick rim of her constricted channel, easing her inner folds aside. She was indeed narrow. His finger drifted up to the bead at the top of her cleft and Elena bucked. His eyes widened at how sensitive the nub was. He’d barely even touched the engorged button. His grip on her thighs tightened and he again gently circled the bead with just the tip of his finger.

“Please!” Elena gasped and squirmed.

Her small channel spasmed, sending a thick flood of moisture spilling forth.

It’s a pleasure center! She has a pleasure center outside of her channel.The discovery sent a spurt ofconjugoserum filling his mouth as his shaft throbbed.

“What is this?” he demanded, his voice rough with desire, while he applied more pressure to the bead of flesh.

“It…it’s my…my clit,” Elena panted, shaking her head back and forth, her dark hair falling in her face.

Unable to resist, he descended, burying his tongue in her little slit as he continued to stroke her amazing clit. She tasted glorious, better than anything he’d ever known, and her breathy mewls were equally satisfying. He may not be able to mount his little mate, but he could bring her pleasure.

Suddenly Elena stiffened, her legs clamping down around his head, then she screamed. Alarmed, he pulled free, his tail releasing her hands as he reared back.

Elena

Her head spun and she panted from the best orgasm she’d had in years. Payim stared at her, worry twisting his brow. His mouth moved but nothing registered. Something was obviously wrong.

What is it?Her own worry pierced the blissful haze.

She looked down at her pussy, her initial reticence about him going down on her returning. Over the years she’d tried to keep her bush trimmed and the hair on her legs from growing long enough it could be braided, but it still wasn’t ‘eat my pussy’ tidy.

Oh God.Her embarrassment tripled as her thoughts spiraled from there.

“Elena, did I hurt you?” Payim repeated.

“No?” She blinked in confusion.

“You froze and screamed.” He scowled. “Are you certain? Let me see.”

He spread her thighs again to get a good look at her vagina. Her hand flew to her mouth and she repressed a giggle as it dawned on her why he was worried. She’d been quite the eager beaver—literally. Payim glanced back up at her and his brow arched seeing her amusement.

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