Page 54 of Infala: Bonded to the Enemy
“Hey, what’s going on up in there,” Shalia asked, pulling back slightly as she observed her lover’s face as his mind raced.
“It’s all so much,” he said. “Unexpected.”
“Understatement of the year,” she agreed with a laugh.
“Indeed. I-I forget what it felt like to feel this way. It’s all been about my career. Climbing the ranks. But this? This is so much more rewarding than any promotion could ever be.”
Shalia pressed her forehead against his. “On that we’re both in agreement.”
Valin smiled and kissed her deep, moving them both to her bed, upon which he gently lay her down. He hooked his fingers in her waistband and whipped off her bottoms in a single motion, crouching down in front of her, slowly kissing his way up her left leg, his tongue gently teasing the sensitive skin on her inner thigh as his face drew closer and closer to her straining pussy.
He looked at her swollen folds, the little nub normally tucked away now engorged and throbbing. Valin kissed her labia softly, inhaling her scent as her sex coated his lips. Tentatively, he gave a little lick, his tongue hot and wet against her tingling flesh.
“Mmmhh,” he growled at the taste of her, the pressure of his tongue increasing as he felt a stirring in his chest, his Infala now glowing slightly. Shalia’s lit up as well, their union linking their sensations.
His cock leapt to attention, rock hard in an instant. He shifted his light trousers and freed himself from them, but then just left them pulled just below his ass, his attention firmly fixed on the amazing taste overwhelming his mouth. He licked again, harder now, parting her folds, exploring her body, savoring her. Shalia gasped as his lips brushed over her clit, his tongue following, drawing across it with a delightful pressure.
“Tell me what to do,” he said, his rumbling voice vibrating through her pussy. He could taste her get wetter immediately. Apparently, whatever he’d just done, it was a good thing.
“Like that. Lick there,” she said, her voice catching in her throat as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked gently, his tongue dancing around it with increased confidence. “Oh God, yes. Just like that,” she groaned.
Valin felt his cock straining hard, wanting to penetrate her so much it almost hurt, the tension in his balls threatening to make him cum before he even slipped inside her. But he ignored that. He was giving his woman pleasure, and in return he felt his own bliss increasing with hers.
He continued licking her, caressing her buzzing clit, his left hand sliding up her body, his enormous palm cupping her breast as his deft fingers gently squeezed her nipple until she felt jolts of delight running through her belly. She groaned with pleasure, as did he, greedily lapping up her juices, his other hand slipping between her legs just below his chin.
Valin probed her, exploring her lips with tender curiosity while his mouth and tongue worked their magic on her clit. Shalia’s hands were on the back of his head, her fingers moving slightly, as if guiding his tongue by remote. The Dohrag warrior responded at once, following her lead, shifting his pressure and speed in an instant. She bucked several times. He’d paid attention and done it just right, edging her closer and closer to climax.
“Yesssss!” she gasped as he pressed two fingers between her folds, sliding them inside with a gentle upward pressure. “Yes, the front part. Can you feel the—oh fuck!”
Valin had indeed felt the rough patch within the front wall of her pulsating canal, swollen and hot against his touch. But rather than just sliding his fingers in and out, he had begun doing something else. Something amazing.
“Shit!” she cried through clenched teeth, her abs tensing hard, her pussy squeezing on his talented fingers, his digits somehow pulsating and undulating in an impossible rippling motion against her G-spot. “Oh shit!” she blurted louder, her fingers digging into his neck as her orgasm ripped through her, her hips bucking and thrashing from the incredible sensations.
Valin didn’t stop, but gently slowed his work, drawing out her multiple orgasms while eventually letting her body react and her tension gradually ease in her own time. “Are you all right? Did I do it wrong?” he asked looking up from between her legs, his face glistening with her juices.
“Oh, that was definitelynotwrong,” she managed to say when the power of speech returned. “What the hell did you just do?”
The sexiest grin she’d ever seen curled his lips. “I feel your pleasure. Your reactions. It seemed like the right thing to do.”
She sat up and pulled his face to meet hers. “That it was,” she purred, kissing him deep. She reached down and grabbed his shaft. “Did you come?” she asked, surprised by the stickiness coating him.
“I climaxed when you did. It was…intense.”
She felt her pussy pulsating with hot desire. He’d come with her without even sticking it in, she realized, suddenly wanting him even more, if that was possible.
“Come here,” she growled, pulling his cock closer. He complied, following her guiding hand, laying her back as he slipped inside her to the hilt. Shalia’s body thrashed a moment, overcome by the sensation, her body a bundle of building orgasmic energy. Energy she knew he could feel. Valin held her close, his cock pulsating deep inside.
“Now,” he said quietly but with animal intensity, his lips pressed to her ear, his cock churning as his hips moved with a steady, powerful rhythm. “Now I want you to come for me again. Come on my cock.”
Shalia bit his shoulder hard, her climax erupting deep in her body on his command. He wanted her to come for him. Demanded it. And her body obeyed at once, giving him what he ordered.
She clamped tight, hard enough to force any regular man out. But he was not a regular man, and his cock had grown at the tip, locking him inside her as he erupted with another pulsating ejaculation, his hot cum filling her up and setting herevery nerve aflame as their Infalas pulled them even closer together.
The power of the shared climax was so intense they both lost their senses, leaving them in a dazed and sweaty heap for several minutes. Finally their heads cleared, the two regaining their composure after a long, glorious pause. Valin lay on top of her, breathing hard, propped up on one elbow, caressing her breasts gently, his fingers tracing the lines of her runes, lingering on her Infala.
“This is all so much,” he said. “So fast. Even for Infala mates, it is not supposed to happen like this.”
“Maybe we’re just lucky.”
