Page 21 of Fog of War
His tongue wasn’t like a human–pliant with a flat, pebbled face. It was smooth and conical with a soft point. A point that reached my cervix and then curled up, dragging against the roof of my channel as hishrumcoursed through the muscle. He thrust his tongue like an engine piston, learning and taking.
“Don’t–don’t stop,” I panted, hardly able to breathe. I clawed at his thighs, gripping the edges of his plates to keep my heat pressed to his glistening face. I was so wet that my pussy squelched and fluid dripped up my spine, pooling into the sheets.
Paladus stilled his tongue inside me, pressing the point into the spongy interior until he found just the right spot. When hishrumgrew, my legs quaked. My toes went numb and I threw my head back on a loud, ripping moan.
Coming this time was raw, nearly painful, as if I was being milked of lust rather than seeking it of my own accord. Paladus withdrew his tongue and kissed my ignored clit, pinching it between his lips. I jolted, pushing his face away, and he smacked it with a sharp snap of his mandibles.
“Brat,” he hissed.
“Devil.”
Paladus’s eyes flared and he grinned, licking his mouth clean. He lifted me by my shoulders and shoved me back so there was more room for him to sprawl out, caging me beneath his massive weight. He curled his talons around the collar of my care gown and gently pulled it taut.
“Your devil,” he purred, lessening his vibrations enough that I could think straight. He didn’t say anything more, just held me there with my neck aloft. I examined his features. The blood and smeared powders. He’d been painted to perfection the night before with glowing white fangs on his mandibles andskeletal cheekbones. Now he looked like a god coated in the spoils of war, from the blood caked into his plates to my fluids on his face.
“Mine,” I whispered, barely bold enough to say it out loud. I pushed up on the bridge of my nose out of habit and he pressed his forehead to mine with a huff.
“I’ll find your souls-damned glasses,” he sighed.
I breathed a laugh, but then his cock was pressing into my entrance and it broke into slack-faced wonder. He sheathed himself in my body slowly, hitting my womb and then pushing for another inch. His eyes rolled back in his head as he lifted his face to the room and adjusted his hands, pressing them into the mattress on either side of my head.
When he pressed forward again, thehrumstuttered back to life. His nostrils flared as he bottomed out, sending sparks through my channel. He pressed in again, stretching me open, wanting to go deeper. His nodes popped in and out of my entrance with each slow thrust, rubbing my perineum until my walls tingled and my teeth chattered.
His hip bones pressed against the backs of my thighs and he stopped, lowering his face to look me in the eye. He slid his talons down the front of my hospital gown, slicing it in two. When he pressed knuckles against my skin, a smear of green powder remained.
Paladus snapped his hips, gliding in and out of my body at a faster and deeper pace, no longer stretching for room, but beating me like a wave. My shoulders butted up against his wrists with every thrust, keeping me caged and at his mercy, and I loved it. I sobbed his name and begged for more, tears gathering on my lashes.
He licked those up too, smelling the salt on my temples as they raced into my hairline.
“Too much?” he snarled, trying so hard to sound civil.
“More,” I managed, biting his mandible. He hissed and drove me into the bed with desperation. “Everything! I-I want everything!”
Admitting it out loud was a liberation for my soul.
I wanted the sounds of someone else’s life in my home. I wanted to travel. I wanted cozy, dreary, rainy days and I wanted devils. I wanted Paladus. I’d wanted him since the first moment we shook hands. I wanted to begreedy.
“I want your come,” I declared, breasts bouncing, tingling from the force of his thrusts. He shuddered at my words. “Come inside me, please. Paladus, give me–ah!”
Myvirpressed his palm into my shoulder and held me in place while his other hand hugged my thigh to his chest, hitching my ankle against his neck. His cock swelled, mixing pleasure and pain as he battered my seat bones with his hips.
And then he groaned, hishrumsputtering like a drowning engine. His seed was thick, each jet forceful enough to feel as his shaft jumped and his nodes grew as hot as massage stones.
Panting harder than a stallion, Paladus’s grip eased. His brow plates creased and he fell to his elbows above me. My sweaty skin stuck to his plates where we touched, and he buried his nose in the dewy side of my throat.
“Begging was unfair,” he groused, tickling my ear.
I lifted my hand to his head in an instinct to run my fingers through his hair, but found a soft crest behind his spires instead and massaged it. He hummed in thanks, content to lay with our hearts punching at each other through our chests.
“What happens now?” I asked, tentatively broaching the subject. Paladus leaned his weight on one elbow, giving me more room to breathe.
“I get three satbits of leave. Convergence and military ops don’t mix well together,” he said, examining all the smears of powder and soil he’d left on my skin. “So we can do whateveryou want, Gabbie. Go to Earth, date like humans, request a transfer… Whatever you want.”
I turned to look at him with just the faintest hint of a smile. “As long as we’re together, though, right?”
Paladus’s eyes sharpened. “Don’t eventryto suggest otherwise.”
I beamed, gathering up the split front of my hospital gown and fisting it over my chest as I wriggled my toes in a little dance. I was feeling bashful now that our blood wasn’t boiling with desire.
