Aleyn came to Bai's planet with one purpose, to steal his child and run like hell. Erasing his memory of their night together helped her make her getaway, but leaving her scent behind was her undoing. Trapped in Bai's custody, Aleyn has to come to a few realizations. One, she has chosen him for more than his incredible ass, and two, his people have the right to kill her for her first week there. Reading minds has never been more critical for Aleyn and the possibility of her life with Baileez.
It wasn’t the heat of the sun that woke her, it was the heat of a mouth on her breast, kissing, licking and suckling at her. Her body became alert far before her mind did, rolling to her back to allow her dream lover full access to her flesh.
He took full advantage, running his hands across her skin in a feverish pattern that left her gasping. His fingers parted her thighs, slipping between them to delve into her channel in a hard motion that had her arching and mewling for more. She tried to open her eyes and found them bound by a soft length of fabric.
“No. This time I control and you feel.” Baileez’s husky voice thrummed along nerves deep in her sex. He had had this effect the first time that she had met him. Seducing him had never been an arduous task. Laying still for his touch was beyond her however.
“I don’t know if I can stay still.” She was writhing under his touch, arching to meet his fingers as they pumped into her, shifting so that his free hand could play with a breast.
“Then simply feel and react. Just don’t take off the blindfold.” Steel was in his voice while he said that and then his mouth was at the side of her neck, licking and sucking his way down her torso. Goose flesh was all over her, each inch of skin called to him, wanting his touch. She mewled in surprise as his tongue wormed its way into her navel and raised her hips to his chest in reaction. He used both his hands to hold her hips to the bed, then raised her weeping centre to his mouth. His tongue lapped at her, parting the lips of her sex as she panted and strained against his grip. She tried to undulate against him, to bring his tongue deep into her, but he held her still.
She reached down to hold his head and found thick fur there instead. His ears were more canine and pointed, but as long as he didn’t stop doing what he was doing, he could grow another head for all she cared. She spread her thighs wider and pulled his head toward her. He laughed again.
His tongue lapped at her, swept to lap her clit and then returned to delve into her. She was mindless with sensation and, when her orgasm began to sweep over her, she screamed her release. The second that her body began to convulse, he moved up and the head of his cock parted her, driving deep. The palpitations of her release kept time with his thrusts and soon she reached another peak. She wrapped her legs around him and held him close, feeling the brush of fur against her flesh.