Page 37 of All or Nothing
He seemed to understand what I needed at last, one big warm hand cupping the heavy weight of my breast and the thumb dragging over the beaded nipple so deliciously I had to break the kiss to gasp and pant. “You like when I touch you like this?” he asked huskily, grinning at me in the dim light of the room. I nodded, pressing myself more firmly into his grip.
“You should use your mouth,” I blurted, my voice breathless and needy. My face heated at how brazen that was, but I was too far gone to care much.
“You’re sure?” he asked, pinching my nipple gently through my clothes and making me cry out. “Can I use my mouth…everywhere?” His hand left my breast, making me ache with its loss, and started trailing lower and lower, until he was cupping my mound through my old shorts. “Even here?”
I bit my lip, nodding. “Especially there,” I panted. No one had ever gone down on me before and I wasdyingto try it. Xollen grinned at me, his expression going hungry. If I could see his eyes better I was sure they’d be swirling wildly. I’d never seen him this bold and confident before, and it wasdoingthings to me.
He took my mouth again in a searing kiss that made my pussy throb with need, so full of promise and heat that I whimpered.
“I love the sounds you make, my sweet Joss,” he growled, easing the fabric of my pajama shirt up so that my breasts were exposed to the cool air. His warm breath fanned over my sensitive skin, making me shiver, before his mouth descended, his tongue swirling over the tight peaks. I cried out, my hands going to his head to hold him because I had to hold ontosomething.I was careful not to get too close to the sensitive base of his horns, not wanting to overwhelm him when we’d just gotten started.
I wanted to draw this out as long as possible.
I could tell he’d never done some of this stuff before, but he was a fast learner; he paid attention to my responses and went harder at the things that made me cry out the loudest. I was already panting and squirming under him, thrusting my hips up into his tight, warm body as a not-so-subtle reminder of what I wanted from him. I wasn’t about to get bossy in bed—I hadn’t managedthatmuch healing—but I was starting to get a little impatient. Playing with my breasts was nice, but I wanted tocome.
Xollen released my nipple with a wet pop, grinning up at me as one of his hands slid down my body to capture my gyrating hip. “Are you eager for my mouth on you, my star?” he purred, his fingers slipping under the band of my sleep shorts. “Should I take these off and take care of you?”
I nodded, biting my lip and grabbing at the waistband to pull them down, but he swatted my hands away, growling low in his throat. I had to admit that Bossy Xollen, in this context, was fuckinghot. I whimpered as he tugged my shorts and panties off, exposing my hot, wet sex to the cool air, making me shiver.
He slithered down the bed so that his head was between my eagerly spread thighs, his hand stroking the delicate skin of my inner thighs and gazing down at my pussy like it was the most magical thing he’d ever seen.
Bossy Xollen slipped away a little, and I saw my sweet and slightly uncertain male instead. “I-I don’t know what to do, exactly,” he admitted, looking embarrassed as he continued to stroke my skin in gentle sweeps. “I think I need you to show me.”
“Of course,” I told him, sliding my hands down my body so I could show him what I liked. I was so wet that I didn’t need to spread my moisture around, so I just spread my lips with my fingers and started pointing things out and rubbing. I started with the most important bit, the star of the show. “This is my clit,” I told him, rubbing it in firm, slow circles that made me catch my breath. “This is the most important part for human females to get a release.” I felt a little silly, giving a lecture like this, but if I didn’t show him he wouldn’t know—it’s not there was any information on human sexuality way out here, where there weren’t even really any humans. “This is how we orgasm. Penetration feels nice, but it’s the clit that gets the job done. There’s more of it under the skin, and the rest of it is just inside the actual vagina. We call it the g-spot but I don’t know what that stands for.” I plunged two of my fingers inside myself and curled them up, just barely managing to hit the edge of it. I sucked in a breath, giving myself a few more strokes before slipping my fingers out and going back to my clit. “Rubbing along the sides also feels good, if you’re using your fingers. And when you use your mouth, it feels good if you use your tongue on it, a-and if you suck it.” That last part I was just guessing on, but it seemed popular in romances so I figured there had to be something to it.
He nodded, watching my fingers like they were spelling out the path to his own personal salvation. “Can I try?” he asked in a dry rasp, making me clench. I nodded, moving my hand away, but he caught my wrist and guided my hand to his mouth so he could lick my fingers clean. He closed his eyes and shuddered as my taste hit his tongue, his hips bucking into the mattress. I whimpered, my pussy clenching on nothing. Jesus Christ, that was sohot.
“Sweet Goddess, you taste so good, Joss,” he murmured, releasing my wrist so he could wrap his arms around my thighs and position my hips how he wanted them. He pressed kisses to my inner thighs, making his way slowly to my wet and aching folds. “You are so beautiful, so eager for me. I can’t believe you don’t know how beautiful you are.” He pressed a kiss to my mons, nuzzling the damp curls there. I grabbed a couple of pillows and wedged them under myself so that I could watch him better, my boobs and tummy getting in the way otherwise.
It was one of the most erotic things I’d ever seen, watching Xollen’s full lips part, letting his soft ribbed tongue slide out to lick a stripe down the seam of me, the tip swirling deliciously around the hard bud of my clit once he got there. His eyes burned up into mine in the dark, the look on his face predatory and hungry and making me shudder. It made me the littlest bit uncomfortable, having that much intense attention on me, but he was so into it, so…worshippingof this body that I’d hated most of my life, that the self-consciousness didn’t last.
If he started off uncertain and a little clumsy, Xollen was soon tonguing me within an inch of my life. Unlike in the romance novels I loved so much, I didn’t ever seem to come all at once. It was more like I had a lot of little ones, each one more intense than the last, until I had one big one that was almost painful—and sometimes I couldn’t quite get there. But I honestly wasn’t mad about it, especially when I had a devoted male between my thighs, bringing me to peak after peak like it was his job. I was a mindless puddle underneath him, lost in the sensations of his tongue working me over.
He grew a little more bold, releasing one of my legs and bringing his hand over to the entrance of my channel. He stroked along the entrance of my pussy, then dipped his finger in experimentally, groaning when he sank into me. “You’re so hot and wet, it’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt,” he rumbled, watching my face as he tried to mimic what I’d done earlier. “You said the spot is the other side of the clit, right?” I nodded as he probed deeper, gently prodding at my walls, trying to figure out my anatomy.
His persistence paid off, his finger sliding against that sensitive spot inside of me and making me cry out and throw my head back. I was so worked up already that just that brief touch had me heading towards another orgasm. When I looked back down at Xollen he was grinning wickedly and looking very proud of himself. “Was that it? Did I find it?”
I chuckled, biting my lip as he stroked me again, then added another finger. “Oh yeah, you found it, baby,” I managed to gasp as he started stroking into me more firmly. His mouth descended back onto my clit, the ridged flat of his tongue feeling so incredible that I was coming again in no time, this one intense enough that I could feel moisture flooding my folds.
As I was coming down from that peak and heading for another, my pussy clenching hard around his fingers, Xollen’s lips closed around my clit, and then he was sucking me, and I was losing my goddamn mind.
I was actually, literally screaming, the orgasm that barreled through me from the dual stimulation was so intense. I’d never come that hard in my life, and getting my clit sucked was every bit as wonderful as the books had made it out to be. I lost track of myself in the storm of sensation, fireworks of light sizzling behind my eyelids. Distantly, one of my feet was cramping from how hard my toes were curled, but I couldn’t muster up the strength or awareness to care. All there was room for in my mind was the waves of pleasure carrying me out to sea. My damn ears were ringing, he’d made me come so hard.
When I finally came back to the mortal plane Xollen was staring at me with deep concern. “Are you alright?” he asked me, his brows drawn together in concern. “I—I’m sorry. Did I hurt you, my star?”
I laughed weakly, unable to do much more in my newly weakened state. “No, you didnothurt me. I’ve never come so hard in my life. It was out of this world.” I giggled at my joke. When I next managed to pry my eyes open and look at him, he looked like he couldn’t decide if he was more concerned or proud of himself.
“Come here,” I told him, holding my arms open for him. He came eagerly, scooping up my limp body and cradling me against his chest. “Once I recover it’s your turn.”
He stiffened against me. “Oh, you don’t need to do that,” he assured me, nuzzling his face into my tangled hair. “I didn’t do it because I was expecting you to touch me, too.” He was such a sweetheart.
“And that’s wonderful, really it is. But I amdyingto see what your dick looks like.” I trailed my fingers down his body until I was palming the hard length of him. He sucked in a breath, his pelvis pressing harder against my hand. There were definitely some interesting textures going on down there, making my mouth water in anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see what sorts of goodies Xollen was packing. Unveiling the alien peen was always one of the most fun parts of the books, after all.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
What That Dick Do?
XOLLEN
