“They do. So do your webbed fingers and toes.” She drew a hand down his chest, pausing to toy with his nipple, then continued over his rippling abs until she reached the waistband of his pants.
He sucked in a breath as levity gave way to lust once more.
Emboldened by his reaction, she scooted back a little so she could slip her hand between them to cup his hard length. “Any surprises here I should know about?”
He shook his head. “Not if your men are built like Lasarans.”
Good to know. Ava rose onto her knees and backed away from him. “Take them off,” she ordered and nodded at his pants.
Jak’ri didn’t hesitate.
Ava stared at him as he knelt before her, completely bare. And as he’d promised, there were no surprises. Short hair as black as that on his head surrounded the base of his penis. One penis. Two testicles. The former was hard and jutted toward her, the tip more round than the mushroom-shaped crowns of her past lovers’. And while he was certainly big, he wasn’t gargantuan.
Ava sighed with relief. She had read a few sci-fi romances that featured heroes who had some freaky appendages she never wanted to encounter in real life.
Jak’ri, on the other hand, was perfect.
He smiled. “So are you.”
“Am I broadcasting again?”
“Yes.”
Surprisingly, the knowledge didn’t bother her. They’d shared their thoughts so often since the Gathendiens had taken her that it seemed completely natural, as if he were a part of her.
And, too, she was distracted because she’d noticed the ridges that adorned his long hard length and wondered how freaking fantastic they were going to feel when he was inside her.
Jak’ri swore. “Take off the shorts.”
Ava laughed. He must have heard that thought, too. Cool. The way this was going, she wouldn’t have to tell him what she wanted. He’d know it as soon as she thought it.
After ditching the shorts, she waited patiently while Jak’ri’s heated gaze roved her bare body. “Any surprises?” she couldn’t resist asking.
He slowly shook his head. “You’re beautiful. I knew that the first time I met you in our shared dream.” He eased closer. So close his erection prodded her stomach. His big hands clasped her hips. “Is your primary pleasure center located on the inside or the outside?”
She stared up at him and saw the reflection of her glowing amber eyes in his. “Outside,” she whispered, too turned on to worry about whether that was different from what he was accustomed to.
Without looking away from her glowing eyes, he shifted a hand to her stomach then slid it down. His long, supple fingers slipped into the short curls below.
Ava sucked in a breath when they found her clit. Her pulse picked up as pleasure danced through her. Clamping her hands onto his biceps, she held on as he stroked her again.
“Here?” he asked.
She could only nod her head and arch into his touch. It felt so good. And he proved yet again that he was a quick learner. Or maybe he was just listening to her thoughts and letting them guide his touch because in a very short time she was already close to coming. But she didn’t want to. Not yet. Not until he was inside her.
No sooner did she think it than he withdrew his touch.
Ava started to protest but gasped instead when he lifted her and gently laid her back on the makeshift bed. Reaching above her, he grabbed the leaf they’d rolled up for a pillow and placed it under her head. And though her body was on fire and thoughts of making love with him consumed her, her heart melted a little more over him taking the time to ensure she was comfortable when he was probably as eager for more as she was.
Then his lips found hers again, devouring and inflaming. When he settled his hips between her thighs, all thoughts scattered. Nothing else registered. His tongue teasing hers as he palmed her breast and stroked the taut peak.
She moaned. “Yes. More. I want you, Jak’ri. All of you.”
Reaching between them, he positioned his hard cock at her entrance.
Ava slid her arms around him and flattened them on his back, loving his warmth and the feel of his muscles flexing beneath her fingers. “Do it. Take me.”
He pressed forward, his hard length stretching her and stealing her breath. Those ridges did exactly what she’d hoped they would, eliciting another moan. Stopping, Jak’ri withdrew almost to the tip, then thrust again, then again, sinking deeper each time, giving her body time to adjust.
It had been a long time, and he was a large guy. But by the time he was fully seated, she was clawing his back and arching against him. He felt soooooo good.
And he knew just what she wanted.
Ava didn’t think she had ever moaned or gasped or cried out so much during sex. The feel of him driving deep, angling his hips so he ground against her clit with every hard thrust, just kept pushing the pleasure higher and higher. In no time at all she was wound so tight she was panting, her hands sliding down to grip his ass and urge him on as she arched up against him, the pressure building and building until ecstasy finally crashed through her.
Ava bucked against him, her inner muscles clamping down around him and squeezing him tight as the pleasure went on and on until Jak’ri stiffened above her and called her name as he found release.
All strength abandoned her, leaving Ava as limp as a noodle as she struggled to calm her breathing.
Bracing his elbows on either side of her to keep the bulk of his weight off her, Jak’ri burrowed his hands under her back and held her close as he rested his head beside hers on the leaf pillow.
She smiled, loving his scent and the feel of his breath tickling her neck.
He was breathing as hard as she was.
Turning her head, Ava pressed a kiss to his strong jaw. “I forgot to release my eggs,” she whispered.
He laughed, his cock jerking inside her and sparking yet another moan.
Any more of that and she would be ready to go again.
“As will I,” he said, his deep voice full of amusement as he rolled them to their sides, their bodies still joined.
Ava draped a leg over his hip and smiled at him. He was so damned handsome.
And he meant so much to her.
Jak’ri pressed a kiss to her lips, one so tender and full of emotion that it brought tears to her eyes.
Peace settled upon them as they lay there, feeling no need for words as the night air that wafted into the cave cooled their damp skin. Neither was ready to seek sleep. Rather both craved each other’s touch. So they snuggled closer and exchanged leisurely caresses until Jak’ri grew hard inside her once more. His lips sought hers in passionate kisses that again brought need surging to the forefront.
Moaning, Ava urged him onto his back and straddled him.
His hungry eyes fastened on her breasts as he rested his hands on her hips. The muscles in her thighs flexed as she rose, sliding up along his length, then sank down and took him deep.
Now he moaned, his grip tightening almost painfully. “More.”
Eager to comply, Ava rode him. And the way he looked at her…
Just the way he looked at her could make her come.
Reaching up, he cupped her breasts, fondled them, teased the sensitive tips, pinched them.
Pleasure darted through her, arrowing straight to her center. Bracing her hands on his chest, she quickened her pace. The muscles in Jak’ri’s abs flexed as he thrust into her. The cords in his neck stood out as she rotated her hips and ground against him.