His tongue stroked the interior of
her mouth leisurely, as if evaluating a delicacy. Feeling its almost harsh rasp
thoroughly investigating stole Hope’s breath. She immersed herself in the
sensation of being explored, of all her secrets being revealed.
Lokmi moved down, his lips now
brushing against her chin. Further still, kissing a trail down one side of her
jaw, back up, and down the other side. He nibbled on her earlobe. Hope giggled
at the ticklish contact. Lokmi snickered to hear her reaction, then nuzzled the
side of her neck. His teeth scraped along the curve, and Hope inhaled sharply.
A stab of passion made her clutch her thighs tightly together.
“Fascinating to learn where the
erogenous zones are,” Lokmi mumbled against her skin, kissing and nipping his
way to the middle of her throat. “Some spots you can count on, but others are
as individual as the person. The kind of touch one enjoys varies too.”
As if to demonstrate, he opened
his mouth wide. Tilting his head to one side, he planted his maw across Hope’s
throat. His teeth closed, as if he would bite down and tear the slender column
out.
Hope inhaled sharply, freezing.
Her heart fluttered in rapid pulses. A tremor rippled down her spine. The
crotch of her panties clung wetly to her slit. She could feel her heart’s
tattoo in her clit.
Lokmi drew back slowly, his teeth
grazing warm lines across her skin as he went. He took a deep breath.
“Fantastic reaction, my lovely,” he told her in a gruff tone. “A slight sense
of threat is exciting, isn’t it? Nobeks love that sort of thing too.”
Hope’s mind swam. How could these
things feel so exciting? But there were other sensations, new sensations as Lokmi
traveled down, kissing a wet route between her breasts.
His hand slipped beneath her back,
searching and finding the catch of her tiny bra. He released it and pulled the
fabric away to expose her chest.
Hope barely restrained the urge to
cover herself again. Most of her adult life, she’d blessed her small breasts.
Their size kept monsters like Browning Copeland from looking at her with too
much lust, though merely being a woman was enough to make some men leer. What a
boyish frame couldn’t deter, her father’s name had. She’d been doubly lucky in
her wish to avoid the wrong kind of attention.
Yet now with Lokmi looking at her,
she wished she’d inherited more of her mother’s voluptuous figure, as Charity
had. What Hope possessed was more nipple than mound, the sensitive points being
the reason she wore a bra to mask them. The slightest touch could make them
stiff with reaction.
Despite the ribbon of unease
unfurling in her belly at Lokmi’s frank stare, her nipples were at attention.
They stabbed into the air with unbecoming eagerness. It was as if they shouted
‘Look at me!’ in revolt against being hidden for so long.
“Not much to see, is there?” she
finally said, guessing the Kalquorian must be disappointed in the meager
offering.
Lokmi’s gaze wandered to her face.
Without a word, he drifted down towards one impudent nipple. His tongue emerged.
It dragged across the brown point, like a little boy savoring an ice cream
scoop.
A jagged shard of pure elation
bolted from Hope’s breast straight to her pussy. She would have sat straight up
if Lokmi hadn’t held her down.
His chuckle filled her ears. “It’s
not the size, it’s the sensitivity. I’d say this one is perfect. Let’s test to
see if they’re the same.”
He gave her other nipple an
identical lick. She arched with a moan as a flurry of delight erupted at the
touch. She dug her short nails into his shoulders.
With a growl, he seized her breast
in his mouth, sucking and rubbing his tongue over it. Hope barely remembered in
time that her father and sister were within hearing distance. She choked off the
cry that wanted to escape, biting her lips tight between her teeth. She writhed
beneath the man pinning her down as sensation rampaged through her.
Lokmi went from one breast to the
other, devouring her with erotic kisses too incredible to bear. Hope felt her
nerve endings exposed. Every kiss, lick, suck, and nip fired arousal higher.
Her gasps were tinged with small cries as Lokmi held her helpless, forcing her
to accept the sensual mauling. Her nipples were diamond points, the flesh dark
with blood filling them.
Her breathless pleas for mercy
were finally acknowledged. Lokmi stared up at her, his eyes hooded and mouth
smiling with triumphant conquest. “Your breasts are flawless, Hope,” he told
her, his tone daring her to refute him. “If I had my way, you would never wear
anything to cover them ever again.”
She shivered at the darkness in
his eyes. She imagined living with Lokmi, ordered to leave herself bare for his
enjoyment whenever they were home. Available for him any time he wished to
possess her.
Releasing June 16
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