Page 20 of Offering Herself to Darkness

Honestly though, she didn’t need to wear the bra—Kat had gifted her a pair of float dots—tiny little teardrop shaped jewels that stuck to the underside of each breast. They acted like tiny anti-gravity devices which lifted her heavy breasts and made them perky for the first time since puberty.

Still, she wasn’t quite used to going without a bra yet and the float dots made her nipples poke out prominently, so she had worn the matching underwear set under both her wedding dress and her reception dress. She decided to leave it on now and maybe make a show of taking it off for her new husband.

“All right, come in,” she called, poking just her head out of the bathroom door.

Xarex came in at once. He was already undressed but he had wrapped a towel around his trim waist. However, it wasn’t hiding much—the tent at the front of it showed exactly how excited he was.

Wow, he’s really huge! Nora thought uneasily. It’s a good thing we’re not having sex tonight—I don’t know how I could take all that!

“Are you ready to shower?” he asked, a note of eagerness in his low voice. Then he frowned. “But surely you’re not going to wear your undergarments in the water?”

“No, I thought I’d wait until you got in here to take them off, though,” Nora said lightly. She started to unfasten her bra—which clipped together in the front—but stopped in surprise when Xarex dropped to his knees in front of her.

“I want to take them off,” he growled softly, looking into her eyes. “I want to make you naked, ellana.”

Nora felt her breath catch in her throat as she saw the pure lust in his silver eyes.

“All…all right,” she said, her voice coming out high and breathy. “If you really want to.”

“I want to.” His big hands brushed hers aside and then he was unfastening the clips of her bra and pealing the lacy white fabric away from her breasts.

Nora’s nipples went tight at once—as much from embarrassment as the cool air against them. She expected Xarex to go on and pull down her panties, but instead he stayed where he was, kneeling in front of her with his hands on her hips. His silver eyes were hooded with desire as he looked at her breasts.

Nora shifted from foot to foot. She’d never been stared at so intently before.

“Um…I know I have some stretch marks,” she began nervously. “It’s because when I first, uh, developed, my breasts grew so fast.”

But Xarex shook his head.

“They only make you more beautiful,” he murmured reverently. “All the women in the human pornography look so artificial—so fake. These make you real.” As he spoke, he cupped her breasts, stroking gently and weighing them in his big, warm hands.

Nora felt her breath catch in her throat. Her ex had hated her stretch marks—it was another reason they only had sex with the lights out. She’d never dreamed of being with a man who actually liked them.

“I want to worship your body, to bring you pleasure,” Xarex murmured. Even though he was kneeling and she was standing, they were still almost eye-to-eye because of their height difference.

Nora wasn’t quite sure how to answer his statement, but the next moment he was hooking his fingers in the sides of her lace panties and looking into her eyes again.

“May I?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

Nibbling her lower lip, she nodded.

“Thank you,” he rumbled.

And slowly, he pulled the panties down her legs until she could step out of them. Then he sat back a little to take her in completely.

Nora stood there, letting him look. She felt like she was hyper-aware of every fold and stretch mark and flaw on her body. Her ex would have criticized everything about her.

But the look in her new husband’s eyes was nothing but lust and desire.

“Gods, Nora—you’re so fucking beautiful,” he said and his deep voice was hoarse. He almost never cursed so the force of his words almost overwhelmed her.

Nora could feel herself blushing all over. She was extremely glad she’d taken the time to trim her neat mound of curls but now she wondered if maybe she should have shaved them completely off. What was Xarex’s preference? She didn’t know.

“Um, I could shave all this if you want me to,” she murmured, making a gesture to her curls.

“Gods, no!” Xarex looked up at her with half-lidded eyes. “Why would you do that? You’re beautiful just the way you are. More than beautiful—perfect.”

“Oh, um, thank you.” Nora felt again like she was blushing all over. Then she raised her chin. “Do you think maybe it’s your turn to get naked now?” she asked.

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