Page 45 of Alien's Heart
He watched her carefully, his hunter eyes focused on her lips. His entire body tensed.
“It’s wonderful,” she sighed. “I thought you didn’t like sweet things.”
He leaned down and dragged his tongue across her lips. “Watching you enjoy them is sweet enough for me.”
Nox
Nox pressed her against the workbench, the edge digging into her stomach. His tail went under her skirt and skimmed up her inner thigh until it reached the apex.
He gasped at what he found. Or did not find. “You’re not wearing panties, kitten.”
“I haven’t all day, and you finally noticed.”
“All day?” The tip of his tail stroked against her damp curls. He leaned down until his lips brushed the shell of her ear. “You sat across from me at breakfast as cool as could be, keeping this surprise to yourself.”
“You’ve ruined too many pairs. This seemed prudent.” She gasped as his teeth nipped at her earlobe.
“What about lab safety?”
She whimpered, clearly struggling to form words while his tail did its best to keep her distracted.
“Screw lab safety,” she managed to say.
He flipped her over and placed her on top of the counter, in a flagrant disregard for safety and hygiene protocols. Tomorrow, she’d insist on disinfecting the entire area but that was a price he’d be willing to pay.
The white lab coat fell open. Her shirt was unbuttoned, offering a tantalizing glimpse of tender flesh. Her skirt was twisted and up around her hips. She looked well on her way to being ravished.
Ruth pushed up her glasses with her index finger. He took pride in the dazed look in her eyes, knowing he put that expression there.
He spread her thighs, the tips of his fingers digging into her soft flesh, and pressed his mouth to her pussy. It was too good. He licked and lapped, giving that rumble again. She fucking loved that rumble.
Her fingers twisted into his hair. He growled, sending vibrations right to her core.
He lapped and swirled and licked, unable to get enough of her sweetness.
“Fuck, your tongue. There really needs to be a law,” Ruth said between gasps. “No one should be able to do that with their tongue.”
Clearly, he wasn’t working hard enough if she could carry on a conversation.
He growled and increased the intensity, dragging the rough surface of his tongue over her sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her heels dug into his shoulders. Her hips rose and her back arched.
Rumbling with satisfaction, he grabbed her ass and lifted her, holding her firmly against his mouth. He worked her without mercy. Ravenous. That was the word. As her climax swept over her, his ferocity only increased.
She trembled, her back on the counter and her ass and legs in the air, held against Nox’s mouth. He didn’t stop. Nothing could quench his ravenous appetite.
“You taste so sweet,” Nox said, licking his lips.
He flipped her over, pressing her belly to the workbench. He stroked her damp cleft, his finger probing her entrance.
“Tell me you want me,” he said. Desire made his voice more growl than anything resembling spoken language.
“You. Now.” She arched her back and pushed back against him.
He lined up his cock, teasing her entrance. “Use your words.”
She made a strangled, frustrated sound, sounding as desperate as he felt. “Fuck me already.”
