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“What is this?” Kalan asked once he’d returned.
“Ulioil,” she said as she opened the cap and poured some of the contents onto her upturned hand. “It’s a pleasure-enhancing oil. A friend of mine on Haven gave me some.” She caught his scowl and clarified. “A happily matedfemalefriend.”
In an effort to end the discussion, she placed her oily fingers on his cock and spread more of the oil across his skin. His next breath came out in an explosive hiss, and his cock twitched between her fingers.
“Fraxx. What is this friend’s name? I need to thank her someday.”
“Her name is Saral, and she would say no thanks are needed so long as you provide me with orgasms.”
He grunted and thrust his cock into her hand.
Fyr’enth laughed. “That, we can do.” He leaned over, his body covering her back as he took the bottle from her.
A moment later, a warm trickle of oil flowed across her lower back. Her skin tingled and heated as the oil worked its magic.
Kalan took it next, coating his hands before spreading it around her breasts.
The three of them quickly fell into a rhythm, and soon she was writhing between them, panting with need.
When Fyr’enth drew two of his fingers down her spine, she shivered and then tensed in anticipation as he moved further down, following the seam between her cheeks to her sex. When he parted her folds to stroke her clit, she moaned and rocked backward, her fingers still gripping Kalan’s hard cock.
Their touches grew hungrier as they pushed to the peaks of pleasure.
At one point, Kalan took her hand from his cock and placed it on one of her breasts. She understood immediately and pressed her breasts together, giving him what he wanted.
He pushed his hard length into the valley between her breasts, groaning as she bowed her head so she could lick the tip of him at the apex of every thrust.
Fyr’enth toyed with her clit until she was wet and shaking with need. Only then did he slip two long fingers into her pussy. She ground herself against his hand, moaning as one fucked her pussy while the other pumped his cock between her breasts.
She almost drowned beneath the waves of pleasure that slammed into her from every side. Her orgasm came hard and fast, tearing through her like a firestorm and leaving her breathless in its wake.
It was the best sex she’d ever had, and she wanted more of it.
CHAPTER 13
Fyr’enth watchedas their glorious female climaxed, her body gripping his fingers as she shuddered and gasped with pleasure. She was nothing like the females he’d been ordered to fuck on the station. They’d always been wary, even the ones who’d come back time after time.
Hezza didn’t fear them. She wanted them as much as they wanted her, and that made her even more desirable. The body she’d dismissed as too old for them was beautiful. Her skin bore lines and scars that spoke of a lifetime of experiences and misadventures.
He wanted to hear the story behind every mark and memorize every part of her. She was theirzana, a treasure beyond price.
As she came apart between them, his fangs dropped, and he had a sudden urge to sink them into the skin of her throat. His dick throbbed and twitched as the thought took hold. Yes, he wanted that. To fuck her until she came around his cock and then came again as he bit her and let her blood flow over his tongue.
He forced the idea out of his mind for now. He had more important things to focus on.
He withdrew his hand from between her legs and raised it to his mouth. The rich fragrance of theulioil blended with her essence, and the scent triggered a fresh wave of need.
He had to be inside her. Soon.
He fisted his cock with his oily fingers. “Are you ready for me,zana?”
She turned her head and nodded. Then she parted her legs and arched her back to give him access to her body.
He moved in close, stroking himself again and again. He knew she wanted him, so he took his time, drawing out the moment before they both got exactly what they needed.
When he finally positioned himself at her entrance, she was trembling with need. Gently he eased into her, his breath exploding in a hiss as he sheathed himself in the heat of her body.
If this was the effect of thesharhal, he hoped it never faded. This moment blew every fantasy he’d ever had to atoms and replaced it with something so much better, and achingly, perfectly real.
