Page 22 of Offering Herself to Darkness

“All right—I’m ready.”

Nora was biting her lush lower lip again—a habit she seemed to have when she was nervous. It made him want to kiss her and bite that lip himself—very gently, of course.

He held himself back and watched as she began washing him. She started at his chest and her soft little hands felt good on his bare skin. Then she reached up, trying to get to his shoulders, but she was too short.

“You’re too tall!” she remarked, frowning up at him. “How can I reach you like this?”

“Here.” Xarex knelt in front of her again, which put his face just a little higher than the level of her lovely, bare breasts. Gods, how he wanted to suck those ripe, pink nipples! But was Nora ready for that yet?

Closing his eyes briefly, he concentrated on his sense of smell. Yes, he could clearly smell the scent of her feminine desire. It was warm and filled with need. Also, she didn’t seem to mind that her bare breasts were brushing teasingly against his face as she leaned over to wash his shoulders and back. But he couldn’t just grab her and start sucking, even if that was exactly what the W’rx half of him was demanding that he do.

Looking up, he murmured,

“I want to taste your ripe peaks, ellana. Will you let me?”

“Taste my…” She looked uncertain.

“I want to taste your nipples,” he growled, the W’rx part getting the better of him for a moment. “I want to suck your sweet tits until they ache with pleasure.”

“Oh!” Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t pull away from him. Instead, she pushed forward until one ripe nipple rubbed against his lips. “Go on then,” she said, her voice breathless. “Do it.”

With a low growl of pure lust, Xarex took as much of her breast in his mouth as he could and began sucking—hard. Nora gave a low moan and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Oh, Xarex!” she gasped. “Oh, that feels so good!”

Hearing her call his name seemed to wake the W’rx part of him even more fully. With a hungry growl, he switched to the other nipple, sucking hard on it as well as he tugged and teased the first one with his fingers.

His cock was throbbing for release between his thighs but Xarex didn’t want to stop to take care of it—he was too busy sucking his new bride’s nipples until she moaned for him.

At last, he drew back, panting.

Nora looked down at him, her eyes cloudy with lust.

“Oh my God—you’re making me weak in the knees!” she confessed.

“Then maybe it’s time I washed you,” Xarex told her.

She frowned.

“But I haven’t finished washing you yet.”

“You can finish later,” he promised. “Right now, I can’t wait one more minute to touch your soft, curvy body.”

“Oh…okay.” She blushed again—he was beginning to love the way she looked when she blushed. Her cheeks got so pink—it was adorable, Xarex thought.

He thought about standing…but that would make him too tall to reach her like he wanted to. So instead, he stayed on his knees and held out his hands.

“Give me some of the soap,” he directed. “I’m going to wash you all over, ellana.”

She poured some of the soap into his hands and he rubbed them together and reached for her. He started at her shoulders and back—telling her to turn around for him. As he massaged her back and shoulder muscles, he felt her sigh and relax. Good, he wanted all the tension to leave her body so that she would surrender to him more fully.

“Does that feel good?” he murmured as he rubbed and kneaded.

“Mmm….so good. I never expected a back massage,” she admitted.

“I want you relaxed so you don’t shy away from me,” Xarex admitted. “I want to touch you everywhere and feel you open for me willingly, with no fear.”

“I’m not afraid of you…not much,” she added, looking over her shoulder for a moment. “I really was in the beginning. I thought you were a cold, scary robot guy. But even your robot hand doesn’t feel much different from your real one,” she added.

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