Vic lay between her legs, bending her knees to spread her more widely, and leaned down again to rub his cheeks and mouth against her mound again, marking her with his scent. He knew it was useless—it wasn’t like he was going to bond her to him, so he didn’t really need to make sure other males knew she was off-limits. But scent-marking her was an instinctive thing—something the organic part of his brain insisted on.
Besides, he loved the way she smelled so much, he couldn’t help wanting to bathe in her scent before he tasted her.
He heard Torri moan and she made a restless motion with her hips, as though wondering if he was ever going to get started. The little gesture of desire made Vic’s shaft even harder than it already was. He knew that she was getting ready to come again for him, but he still wanted to build her pleasure slowly.
Leaning down, he sucked one of her outer pussy lips into his mouth, tugging lightly before letting it slip from between his lips. Then he did the same to the other. Back and forth he went, lapping and sucking and tracing her outer pussy with the tip of his tongue, but always being careful to avoid her little pink Goddess Pearl, which he could see throbbing just for him, right in the center of her slippery folds.
“Vic?” she asked at last, making that same impatient little motion with her hips. Her voice was soft and breathless, but needy too. “Are you…I thought you wanted to…to taste me.”
Vic looked up at her, letting his hunger for her show plainly on his face.
“I want it more than anything, sweetheart, but I was waiting for you to be ready. Are you ready now? Ready to let me spread you open and taste your inner pussy?”
“I…I think so,” she whispered breathlessly. “God, Vic—you’re driving me crazy.”
Vic grinned at her.
“That’s the idea, sweetheart.”
Then he spread her outer pussy lips with his tongue and finally did what he’d been longing to do almost from the first moment he met her. Flattening his tongue, he started at the creamy entrance of her pussy and lapped upward, bathing her throbbing little clit and tasting her fully for the first time.
Torri moaned and bucked her hips upward again. Vic felt her delicate little fingers slip into his hair and tug impatiently, which made his cock surge again. Gods, he loved this! He had often heard other Kindred warriors talk about how they loved to taste their females, but he had never imagined doing it himself. Not until he met Torri, that was.
Now he found he couldn’t get enough of her. Her honey was sweet and salty and he loved the soft, helpless sounds she made as he dragged his tongue over her open pussy.
Eager to find what she liked the best, he experimented with several different ways to taste her. After lapping her with a flat tongue for a while, he thrust his tongue deep in her channel, tasting her honey right from the source. Then he came back up and sucked her Goddess Pearl between his lips. He began circling it with the tip of his tongue, around and around, the same way he had stroked her with his fingers.
“Vic!” she moaned, and bucked up again. Her fingers tightened in his hair and he knew he had found what she liked. Renewing his efforts, he slipped two fingers deep into her tight little pussy mouth until he found the end of her channel. Gods, she was wet! He couldn’t help wishing it was his shaft entering her instead of his fingers, stroking deep into her wet depths.
Torri seemed to respond well to being filled as he continued to suck and lick her. She moaned and writhed under his tongue, her fingers tightening even more in his hair as she pumped herself on the invading fingers.
Gods, she was sweet! Vic felt his cock surge again as he continued to taste her. She was close to the edge—he could tell by her erratic breathing and the way her heart was pounding so hard. She was about to come again for him, but he wanted to make it an especially intense orgasm. If he remembered his human female anatomy correctly, there should be a spot he could rub that would increase her pleasure immensely.
Still sucking her Goddess Pearl, Vic crooked the two fingers he had inside her tight channel up, to rub the inner wall of her pussy. As he rubbed, he sucked even harder, lashing her sensitive little pearl with his tongue, willing her to come for him—to come hard as he lapped her and rubbed the special spot within.
He was rewarded with a breathless cry and her hips bucking—this time almost violently—as her fingers tightened in his hair, as though she was desperate to hold him in place.
“Ahhh! Oh God, Vic! Please…please!” she gasped. He felt her body tensing as she froze with pleasure, pressed up against his mouth as he continued to taste her.
Vic felt a surge of lust. Coming—she was coming just for him. Gods, it made his shaft so hard to know that! Made him want to bond her to him…
No, he reminded himself sternly. No, you can’t do that. You can’t even try.
At last, with a moan, Torri collapsed back on the bed, panting. Sensing that she’d had enough for the moment, Vic pulled back, licking his lips to get the last of her honey.
“God, Vic,” she gasped, looking down at him with a slightly dazed expression on her lovely face. “That was amazing. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
“I thought you’d had a male taste you before?” Vic said, frowning.
“Well, yes—but not like that. It was like…like you couldn’t get enough.” Her cheeks went pink, as they always did when she was embarrassed. Vic found it adorable and extremely endearing.
“That’s because I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured, licking his lips again. “You taste so good and I love the feel of you coming under my tongue.”
She blushed harder.
“I liked it too—having you taste me, I mean,” she admitted shyly. “You’re really good at it.”
“It’s a Goddess-given gift to know how to give a female pleasure,” Vic told her.
“So are all Kindred men like you? I mean, they really all want and, er, need to go down on their women?” Torri asked.
“Of course.” He nodded. “Why do you ask? Is it really so hard to believe?”
“After my marriage to Chuck and the guys I dated before him, it’s more like a dream come true.” Torri grinned at him. “The women of Earth aren’t going to know what hit them. Seriously, everyone is going to want a Kindred husband!”
“That is our hope,” Vic said seriously. “But first we must call the Mother Ship to fight the Scourge before they can conquer your planet.”
“You’re right—how are we doing so far paying for the repairs?” Torri sat up in bed and looked over her shoulder at the yorn meter. “Oh no—we’re not even halfway there!”
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart,” Vic murmured. Leaning down, he placed a soft, hot kiss on her inner thigh. “We’ve got the whole night ahead of us and we’re just getting started…”
Forty-Three
Torri lost count of how many times the big Kindred made her come—and how many she made him come in turn. They took turns “tasting” each other and when she felt like she couldn’t take anymore, they would take a break and Vic would just hold her close, caressing her shoulders and back with long, slow strokes as they simply breathed each other in.