“All right, I won’t,” Dohsan relented. “But you better be happy.” She turned to the Prince. “You better not hurt her.”
“My word to you, youngling.” He gave Dohsan a deep, respectful bow. Then he took Nnora in his arms, and gave her a deep, tongue-tangling kiss, embarrassing his aroused deputy commander, and further disconcerting the adolescent princess.
He dragged his mouth away and handed Nnora a writing utensil vaguely resembling a pen. “Your signature goes here, here…and here. Now,
sign
!”
Nnora glanced over the contracts, noting the concessions her bridegroom had made in exchange for her hand in marriage. She also noted, with raised eyebrows, her privileges and rights within the union. She met Dev’s loving gaze, then bent to add her signatures beside his slashing marks. The pressure-sensitive point touched the surface of the paper, burning the line of fluid script into the specially prepared medium.
“
TA-DA
!” With a flourish, Nnora finished signing and slapped the contracts and writing tool onto her mate’s outstretched palm, smiling when he captured her hand and held it against his chest.
“At last, you are my own,
Nippa!
”
His risqué play on words to his unsuspecting princess did not get past GanR’dari, who hastily covered his shocked laugh with a poorly executed cough.
Dohsan blushed scarlet.
* * * * *
Dev sighed as Nnora lightly rubbed her hands all over his cock, touched her tongue to the tip, tasting the slippery fluid seeping from the small aperture in the head. Tilting her head, she licked along the underside of his stiff rod, her darting tongue growing bolder as he responded to her touch with a helpless spurt of growth.
“Tell me if I do something wrong,” she said before nibbling her way back to the top of the jutting organ.
Was she joking?
A harsh cry of need rose in his throat as she engulfed the bulbous head of his cock in her mouth. He was so hard, he ached with it. So full and swollen that just the broad head of his
cherzda
filled the cavern of her mouth, stretching the edges of her lips.
“Mhm—mmh…uhmm…mh—hmm…” she mumbled, her words distorted by a mouth full of throbbing male sex.
“What—what…did you say?” He had a difficult time getting the words out, his whole attention directed to the erotic display Nnora put on for him. There was something profoundly star-shaking about seeing his erection half-buried in his woman’s mouth, her lips pouty around his swollen thickness.
She released his member, and it exited her mouth with a slurrupy plop. She fondled the saliva-slick tip. “I said you taste like summer rain and autumn winds…with a touch of licorice.”
“My stars and comets!”
Dev groaned, hips bucking. He fought a feeling of vertigo as she reinserted his straining length, sucking up as much as she could, her cheeks bulging, lips clinging around his cock. She squeezed him firmly, milking him in the dark, tight cavern of her mouth. As she drew strongly on him, his legs trembled with approaching orgasm and he grasped the sides of her head as he tried to orchestrate their lusty dance, not wanting to feed her greedy, loving mouth more than she could take of his stiff erection.
Nnora resisted his takeover bid. She drew on his organ, sucking the tip like it was a huge sweetmeat, the loud, wet, sloppy, carnal sounds mysteriously, erotically exciting to him. Her lips curving in a smile, she used her teeth inventively, lightly scoring his tight flesh as she worked her way along his rod.
“I need your nipples. Right now!”
He growled, anxious to get to her pert, jutting tips. Impatient with her slow movements, he began ripping her flimsy clothes off.
“Let me help you.” She shrugged her slim shoulders, letting the flimsy remains of her dress slip down her arms. Cupping her breasts, one in each hand, she offered them up to him, the high-standing, berry-hued crests already stiff with desire.
“Such long, hungry nipples…” He fondled her tightening buds, stroking and pinching them into greater prominence.
“Such lush, plump, tasty nipples!” He thrilled as he ran his flattened tongue around the pebbled aureoles and across the beaded peaks, preparing her for his
terat
. “You like being
seated
…don’t you, my love?”
“I—I…ooh! Yes! Yes, I love it!” Desire stole her breath.
“I’m going to milk them dry and drain all your lovely cum right out of these full, aching nipples.”
Nnora moaned at his dark promises. She pressed her legs together to stem the flood from her pussy.
“Clenching your thighs will not assuage the pounding ache welling in your juicing pussy,” Dev taunted sexily.
“This time, it won’t be just my tongue and fingers filling that hungry little mouth.” He brushed his fingers through her oozing juices to play her clitoris. “This time we meld mouth-to-mouth,
terat
-to-nipple,
cherzda
-to-cunt.”
She shuddered, her passion bathing his fingers.
“You know what your sexy words do to me…?”
“Tell me…” He ran a possessive hand down her flank.
“They excite me…make me hot. Make me shiver…”
“You make me shiver, too,
Nippa
.” Dev’s eyes glowed with impatient lust. “I want you in me.”
She pursed her lips. “Funny, that’s what I want, too…you in me!”
His body mantled hers, and she lifted her torso, brushing her breasts against his chest.
Slowly, eyes locked with hers, he inserted her nipples into his
terat
.
The powerful genital muscles clamped down on her captured flesh and immediately began to pull on her engorged tips. As his chest rose and fell over her, his
cherzda
and balls thudded against the sensitized outer lips of her pussy and Nnora groaned, arching. Her muscles locked up as she tumbled into the first orgasm. She came with racking convulsions, her
seated
nipples spilling her liquid, her ‘gift’ into the greedy mouths of Dev’s suctioning
terat
.
Chapter Seventeen
“You know…I would have sworn Dohsan had lost the ability to blush! Dev?”
Splayed across Dev’s—now hers—double bunk, her long black hair her only covering, Nnora lifted her head, searching for her husband.
“Dev…?”
“I’m here,
Nippa
.” He strode around the corner from the direction of the cleansing room, draped in a towel and nothing else. Tossing aside his towel, he came over to her, settling his big body between her widespread legs.
She loved looking at his beautiful body. He was all hers; miles and miles of sexy man to drape over her, dwarfing her. Her magnificent mate’s height and bulk made her feel petite…wanted…needed…c
herished
—all the things she had thought never to experience. His naked body was a delight and a wonder to her. She no longer had to constantly fight the urge to run her fingertips over his tightly stretched flesh, probing the ropy muscles that flexed and shifted smoothly below the surface of his teak-brown skin.
“What could possibly make her color up like that, when I have tried and failed for years to embarrass her?”
His large hands brushed her from ankle to thigh in caressing sweeps. Every now and then, he dropped open-mouthed kisses into the arch of her feet or behind her bent knees.
She squirmed beneath him, wordlessly asking for more, and growled when he shook his head, a pirate’s grin curving his brazen lips.
“I’m going to take a long time with you,” he promised, stringing a line of kisses across her breasts and down to her quivering navel.
“Mmmmhhhhh! Long is good.”
She propped herself on her elbows, watching him duck between her thighs, his broad shoulders holding her legs open. For her, the visual stimulus added to the arousal factor.
“You didn’t answer my question about Dohsan.”
“How can you think about your sister at a time like this?”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Because something is going on and I will not be distracted seeking the answers I feel you have, Dev!”
“Good.” His fingers parted her weeping folds, opening and preparing her, his touch possessive and bold. “I want you to pay close attention to this…” He drew his rasping tongue along the quivering length of her petals, dipping his tongue into her. When she quaked beneath his bold ministrations, laughter rumbled in his chest, echoed in her body.
Her neck felt boneless. Her head fell back and her spine tightened, lifting her pelvis up to her husband’s creative mouth. In answer, he delved deeper, plunging his facile tongue in and out with a provocative rhythm that had her hips writhing to his soundless music. In desperation, she grasped his hair, mashing his face against her mound and moaned, “More…Harder…
Please!
”
He looked up at her. “Are you distracted yet?” he teased, eyes dancing.
“Hell, yeah! Left distracted behind at the last bus stop. I’m…getting
there
.” When his mouth resumed eating at the tender petals of her pussy, she let out a gasp. “For God’s sake, when are you going to
take
me, Dev? I swear I can’t stand much more.”
“
Nippa
…” he said between leisurely tongue lappings, ignoring her present pleas, “is another name for…your
pava
. A less polite, more graphic name…”
She tensed in disbelief, her ardor grown cold as his words penetrated her reasoning. “You’ve been calling me a
cunt?
”
Sitting up, she pushed at him. He didn’t budge. “No wonder even Dohsan blushed! Where I come from, Buster, that word is not suitable to use in public.” Horror washed over her. “You called me a cunt…
in front of your men!
”
As her tone was not exactly one of pleased discovery, Dev hastened to explain. “On
Rb’qarm
, it is an acceptable endearment between bonded pairs—”
“I can’t believe you’ve been calling me a
cunt
.” Uncertain whether to laugh or beat him repeatedly about the head, she yanked his hair, forcibly drawing his face up to meet her glare.
He sat up and captured her hands. “I’ve been calling you
mine
,” he corrected her sternly, hands firmly cupping and fondling that part of her under discussion. “
My
pussy.
My
cunt.
Mine!
”
His finger took over where his tongue had been, sinking in to the middle knuckle. She lost the thread of their argument. Spreading her knees as wide apart as they would go, she offered herself to him in helpless abandon.
Who the hell cared what he called her, as long as he called her “his”?
Working another thick finger inside her opening, he pistoned it in and out of her, stretching her clasping passage. He touched every one of her secret places and awakened them.
She arched her back, seeking a deeper penetration, empty and aching to be filled with his cock. Her fingers roamed, grabbing at him. When they brushed past his swaying erection, she grasped the massive cock, squeezing the bulbous head in her fisted hand, marveling that she had once held this luscious object in dread. It had quickly become the object of all her desires.
“I’m not afraid, anymore, Dev.” She twisted under his relentless fingers. “I want your cock…your
cherzda
, deep inside me. Deep and hard and
now
. I’m going out of my mind with wanting you.”
“And I want you, my wife, my
cherzda’va
,” Dev panted, easing his fingers from her pussy. He dabbed her fragrant cream on each nipple and smeared it over her lips. “I also want a taste of your honey-coated candies.”
Kissing his way up her body, he assiduously licked the perfumed dampness from her skin. Her nipples came to stiff attention, wet from his worshiping mouth. The air caressed the little points, furling them into tight buds.
“I love it when you suck my nipples.”
Her hands cupped her mounds, offered them up as twin sacrifices. Her head lolled on her neck as he bent his head to accept her offering.
“No one has ever suckled me like you do, my love.”
Happiness welled up inside him. He felt a thrill of satisfaction at her praise.
“No one ever will, my
Nippa
.”
Shackling her ankles in his big hands, he lifted her legs, bent them, held them wide. Kneeling between her thighs, he stared down at the beautiful sight of her wet
pava
lips fluttering in helpless arousal.
“Come in me…fuck me.”
“Yes…now.” Carefully positioning his straining sex at the damp mouth of her pussy, he edged forward. He breached her petite portal with difficulty. Working the broad head of his penis past her small petals, he popped through the outer ring of muscles. The width of his crest stretched the dainty opening painfully wide.
She felt incredibly hot and tight surrounding him. Her delicate
fem
muscles tightened involuntarily, trying to force him out. Instead, their rippling contractions caressed his bulbous tip, causing a growth spurt that made it difficult for him to ease his cock deeper into her cunt. Moaning, wanting to thrust, he forced himself to hold stationary just inside her.
“Oh, it hurts!”
Her cry wounded him. He would die before injuring her, but how could he stop
now
?
Damn
. He
was
hurting her. And it would only get worse before it got better…
“Oooh, Dev!” She hissed through her teeth, shifting.
Trying to get away?
“Shhh! I love you. I’ll make it better,
Nippa
…” Touching his forehead to hers, he broke out in a sweat as he battled to do the honorable thing. He had feared her small size would make it difficult if not impossible to mate her without medical assistance. It seemed his fears were realized.
Heartsick, he started to pull back, pull out of her. “We will postpone our full joining until the healers of
Rb’qarm
can examine you, my
Nippa
.”
“No!” She clutched his shoulders. Her legs lifted, encased him. Ankles crossed, locking about his waist. “You’re all ready in. We can do this…” She panted, inhaling short quick breaths to avoid the pain.
He used his hands, taking a long time to reawaken her arousal, plucking at her clit, rubbing round it with fingers soaked in her wetness. Smoothing his fingers down the crease between her buttocks, he palmed her plump cheeks and smearing her slick fluid into the secret puckered hole nestled behind her pussy. He rimmed the tight aperture, dipping in, wanting only her pleasure.
When she again began writhing beneath him, whimpering and crying out for his possession, he sighed with relief, knowing she was as ready as he could make her. He inserted her nipples into his softened
terat
and sealed her mouth with his own.
“Mouth…terat…cherzda…
“I’m sorry…sorry to hurt…don’t want to…” Amid murmured apologies, he drove his cock up into her pulsing
pava.
Hating that he hurt her, he burst through her barrier. Taking her mouth, he smothered her scream of pain with a devouring kiss.
Tears ran down her cheeks. He licked them away. He lay frozen within her, his marble-hard cock throbbing, anxious to sink even deeper. His balls ached. He had never felt anything like the incredible tightness of her sheath. His cock stretched her newly tried portal, and from her whimpering he knew it remained uncomfortable.
“Nippa?”
“I’m…okay… Are you…in?”
Creator of all, grant me the skill to ensure my mate’s pleasure outweighs the pain.
“Not quite yet, my dearling.”
He luxuriated in the blissful heat and tightness of her wonderful pussy. With her breasts buried in his chest, her mouth filled with his tongue, her feminine passage crammed full of his cock—he felt powerful and humbled all at once.
This is my home!
My mate. My
fem
. My hope for the future
.
Nnora shuddered beneath Dev, her muscles squeezing and rocking his cock. He grew within her, expanding to an even greater length and width. She fought the instinct telling her to struggle, to eject the hurtful intruder. This was Devtorvas…her Dev, filling her and soothing her, waiting for her pain to subside before riding her like a wild bronco. She only needed to hold on…it definitely couldn’t get any worse, and she couldn’t wait for it to get better.
One thing about it,
she thought,
Dev is certainly not swimming around in there!
A laugh ghosted through her as she recalled her ex-husband’s petulant complaints.
“Dev, I can feel your cock filling my pussy to overflowing.” She pulled him closer with arms and legs. “My ex-husband used to cry, ‘Grip me tighter, I’m swimming around in here!’ He made me feel large and ungainly. I never enjoyed sex until you came along.”
Dev chuckled. “Whatever made you think a puny human male could satisfy a woman of your stature,
Nippa?
You were simply faced with the dilemma of too much woman and not enough man! Just let me know and I will supply all your needs.” Pushing his hips against hers, he sank another two inches into her clasping depths
.
“There’s plenty more where that came from.”
With their laughter came easing. Her feminine muscles relaxed, allowing her mate’s huge cock to sink even further in. She let out a yelp of orgasmic surprise when his cock head moved beyond where she thought she ended.
“It excites me when you cry out with pleasure,” Dev rasped in a husky whisper, flexing his hips, circling them, barely moving in her. “I love it when you tell me what you want, what you need.” He pressed his thumb against her ultra-sensitive clit. “I want to hear you scream with pleasure, not pain. Scream for me,
Nippa
.”
Her hips lifted off the bed, and her pussy engulfed more of his hard, distended length. When the surging head thudded against the mouth of her shuddering womb, she screamed her pleasure again, her legs locking around his rough-hewn thighs.
She gazed up into Dev’s eyes which had gone incandescent with desire. “Please. Harder…I need you!”
Dev looked down at her. “I’m glad to see you are enjoying your new toy.” His laughter sounded of masculine triumph. “So, are you all right now? Can I move?”
He’d been holding himself in check trying to minimize her discomfort!
Oh Dev.
She fell in love with him all over again.
“Oh yes, love. Take me, Dev. Fuck me! Fill me up with your huge cock.” She hugged him close. “Show me how to please you.”
“In these last two hours, alone, you’ve given me more pleasure than I’ve had my entire life,” he gasped, entering and re-entering her with a series of smooth, metered strokes, pulling on her turgid nipples as he drove past her clinging labia. And in reverse, bearing down on her peaking nipples while his pumping rod abraded her clit, surging along the honeyed corridors of her pussy.
Grown frantic with lust, she caressed and kissed Dev, letting her hands wander his muscular, rangy body. She brushed the high curve of his buttocks, followed the deep crevice bisecting his manly cheeks, sinking her fingers into the tight, elastic flesh and teasing his anus. He rewarded her with faster and deeper strokes, pounding into her, riding her hard and fierce.
His masculine groan of need rumbled deep in her mouth, where his tongue flicked against hers. He drew her tongue into his mouth, suckling on it as if he would suck it out by the root.
Drowning in an ocean-swell of sensation, she bucked as her culmination drew near. Her nipples twanged, swelling in the suctioning grasp of her mate’s
terat
. His thick cock fucked her deep, forcing her inner muscles to part, widening the corridor of her cunt to thud against the door of her womb. The exciting friction triggered a need for more of the same.
And
more
…
“I’m coming!” she warned him, sensing her approaching orgasm, her spiraling ascent. Her buried nipples burned and tingled, fucked raw by his clinging
terat
. She flung her hips up at him, meeting every heavy thrust as he loosed his constraints and rode her hard. His fevered, jackhammer strokes slammed into her hot, fiery pussy, stoking the flames. Their force moved her body up the bed, his cock sinking to new depths with each relentless blow. He pounded into her forcefully, his full
sirat
slapping against her ass.