know; I think I am pretty good at sex.”
She ran her hands up his sides and stroked his abs and the planes of his chest. “Yes, but I am going to be the only one enjoying your skills in that arena from here on out. It isn’t fair to taunt women with something I would not appreciate walking in on.”
He grinned, his teeth white and looking remarkably sharp.
To her astonishment, his cock began to writhe inside her, moving without him shifting an inch.
She swallowed and her muscles jerked when he stroked that sensitive spot inside her. She jerked, twitched and tried to twist, but Yodin held her in place while his cock churned and corkscrewed inside her.
Arousal climbed quickly, and she stared into Yodin’s eyes as her body tensed, twisted and finally convulsed around him. Aster held onto his shoulders and caught her breath.
“Well, okay, maybe god of sex was warranted.”
He grinned and kissed her wildly, shifting his hips and actively thrusting. He worked hard to reach his own climax, and when it struck, he bit down on her shoulder as he groaned.
She felt the piercing of his teeth and shuddered at the peculiar blend of pleasure and pain. Azon and Wyorans both used biting with their mates, and he was the product of a blended society. Fortunately, Aster healed fast.
When he released her, licked her wounds and dropped next to her, she chuckled. “Interesting, but I am still not sure you deserve the title.”
He leaned up on one elbow. “Is that a challenge?”
“Not for today, but I feel it necessary to entice you into feats of creativity.” She winked. “Come on. A quick shower and we can go to that site so you can show me what will make me take up housekeeping with you.”
He kept his hand over her eyes as he walked her to the edge of wherever they were standing. The scream in front of her got her attention.
Yodin pulled his hand away, and she blinked at the sunlight dazzling her. The scream sounded again, and the huge purple bird in front of her ruffled his feathers and gave her a challenging look.
“This isn’t Arez in a larger shape?”
He laughed. “No. The Wayvar are what he was thinking about using for an Avatar before Rekfa realised that we couldn’t talk to it. He picked Jurad instead, but these are the indigenous creatures of Rekfa.”
“And it is here because...”
“This is your conveyance to get around Rekfa. He can take you where you need to go, remain as your protection and keep you company when I am not at home.”
“What does he eat?”
“He hunts for himself, and Rekfa will cover anything that he eats.”
She walked toward the bird, and the huge and menacing head pointed at her. It tilted its head and eyed her as she continued to approach.
It inhaled as she stood under the vicious hook of its beak. She waited until the large head rested against her shoulder, and then, she reached up to stroke the heavy feathers.
“I really hope that Rekfa told you what I needed.” She whispered it against his head.
He chortled and fluffed his wings, squatting for her.
“I am guessing that you were told.” She smiled and climbed onto him, settling herself and digging her hands into the crest of feathers on its neck. She didn’t pull but it gave her a solid grip.
The bird chirped in warning, and it ran forward, past Yodin, flapping until they lifted off.
The race turned to soaring pressure as he flapped to gain altitude, but once they were in the sky, he glided, banked, turned and twisted in the air. Near the ground, she could see Yodin standing with shadows flared around him, ready to move to catch her should her bird change its mind.
She shifted her weight and the bird turned. When she had grasped how to communicate what she wanted, she was ready to try and land.
When the dust cloud of their landing cleared, she slid off the bird and it let out sharp barks of sound. The hills nearby came alive, and a flock of the huge animals circled and landed in the open meadow.
Yodin came
She ran her hands up his sides and stroked his abs and the planes of his chest. “Yes, but I am going to be the only one enjoying your skills in that arena from here on out. It isn’t fair to taunt women with something I would not appreciate walking in on.”
He grinned, his teeth white and looking remarkably sharp.
To her astonishment, his cock began to writhe inside her, moving without him shifting an inch.
She swallowed and her muscles jerked when he stroked that sensitive spot inside her. She jerked, twitched and tried to twist, but Yodin held her in place while his cock churned and corkscrewed inside her.
Arousal climbed quickly, and she stared into Yodin’s eyes as her body tensed, twisted and finally convulsed around him. Aster held onto his shoulders and caught her breath.
“Well, okay, maybe god of sex was warranted.”
He grinned and kissed her wildly, shifting his hips and actively thrusting. He worked hard to reach his own climax, and when it struck, he bit down on her shoulder as he groaned.
She felt the piercing of his teeth and shuddered at the peculiar blend of pleasure and pain. Azon and Wyorans both used biting with their mates, and he was the product of a blended society. Fortunately, Aster healed fast.
When he released her, licked her wounds and dropped next to her, she chuckled. “Interesting, but I am still not sure you deserve the title.”
He leaned up on one elbow. “Is that a challenge?”
“Not for today, but I feel it necessary to entice you into feats of creativity.” She winked. “Come on. A quick shower and we can go to that site so you can show me what will make me take up housekeeping with you.”
He kept his hand over her eyes as he walked her to the edge of wherever they were standing. The scream in front of her got her attention.
Yodin pulled his hand away, and she blinked at the sunlight dazzling her. The scream sounded again, and the huge purple bird in front of her ruffled his feathers and gave her a challenging look.
“This isn’t Arez in a larger shape?”
He laughed. “No. The Wayvar are what he was thinking about using for an Avatar before Rekfa realised that we couldn’t talk to it. He picked Jurad instead, but these are the indigenous creatures of Rekfa.”
“And it is here because...”
“This is your conveyance to get around Rekfa. He can take you where you need to go, remain as your protection and keep you company when I am not at home.”
“What does he eat?”
“He hunts for himself, and Rekfa will cover anything that he eats.”
She walked toward the bird, and the huge and menacing head pointed at her. It tilted its head and eyed her as she continued to approach.
It inhaled as she stood under the vicious hook of its beak. She waited until the large head rested against her shoulder, and then, she reached up to stroke the heavy feathers.
“I really hope that Rekfa told you what I needed.” She whispered it against his head.
He chortled and fluffed his wings, squatting for her.
“I am guessing that you were told.” She smiled and climbed onto him, settling herself and digging her hands into the crest of feathers on its neck. She didn’t pull but it gave her a solid grip.
The bird chirped in warning, and it ran forward, past Yodin, flapping until they lifted off.
The race turned to soaring pressure as he flapped to gain altitude, but once they were in the sky, he glided, banked, turned and twisted in the air. Near the ground, she could see Yodin standing with shadows flared around him, ready to move to catch her should her bird change its mind.
She shifted her weight and the bird turned. When she had grasped how to communicate what she wanted, she was ready to try and land.
When the dust cloud of their landing cleared, she slid off the bird and it let out sharp barks of sound. The hills nearby came alive, and a flock of the huge animals circled and landed in the open meadow.
Yodin came
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