Barbarian Mine (Ice Planet Barbarians #4)(15)

Rukh makes a choking sound.

I glance up at him, my mouth still hovering oh-so-close to the head of his cock. “You okay?”

“Repeat,” he says in a ragged voice.

I chuckle, because my clever alien is using the few words he knows very well, isn’t he? I give him what he wants, licking the head of his cock in a leisurely fashion. The head is beaded with pre-cum, and I lap it up. My khui is resonating hard, and my thighs are clenched tight together, because touching him like this is arousing me to no end.

Funny how that works – giving him pleasure is giving me pleasure. I don’t even know if I can blame my cootie for that. I just like touching him and seeing his reaction. He looks like his mind just exploded. I lean in and give him another playful lick, enjoying myself very much.

This time, a small groan escapes him, and his hips jerk, his cock pushing against my hands.

“Ah,” I murmur. “You like that, do you?” I brush the tip of his cock over my lips, letting the head drag over my mouth. He’s big, and there won’t be any deep-throating of this man, but enthusiasm goes a long way. I decide to explore him with my mouth, nibbling down the length of his shaft and licking skin all the way to his sac. He’s warm and weighty, and I love the feel of his suede-like skin against me I have to resist the urge to rub my body up and down his, and settle for simply running my cheek and mouth all over his scaldingly-hot flesh.

His sac is heavy and tight, and I brush my fingers over it, curious to see his reaction. Is he sensitive here? Rukh jerks at my teasing touches, telling me the answer to my question. His hand goes to my hair and then pulls away again, as if not sure what to do with himself while I minister to him. I give a throaty chuckle and flick the tip of my tongue against his skin. My mouth moves over the hard ridges on top of his cock. This is a difference from humans, I note. Like his arms and his chest, he has hard plating protecting sensitive spots, and the ridged plating seems to cover the top of his cock, leaving the underside velvety soft.

I can’t help but wonder what that will feel like inside a girl. Does that make me a little pervy? Maybe.

I continue exploring him, and my fingers come upon the much-gossiped-about spur that the human women lose their shit over. It looks like nothing more than a blunted horn a few inches above his cock. I’m not really sure what the purpose of it is, but it’s there for me to play with, and so I do. I run my fingers over it, treating it like I would his cock, playing with the tip, teasing the underside, and seeing what gets a reaction from him. There’s a spot underneath, just where his spur joins with his skin, that is especially sensitive. When my finger grazes over it, his entire body jerks and his breath hisses from his throat.

“You want to learn some language?” I purr at him, my cootie throbbing mercilessly in my breast. It’s making me into a total wanton, and I don’t even care. “Here’s something for you to learn. Repeat after me. Lick.” I lean in and lick the head of his cock. “Taste.” I drag my tongue down over one thick vein. “Suck.”

I put my mouth over the end of his cock and take the head of it in my mouth, sucking lightly.

His entire body quakes, and a moment later, my mouth is filled with wet, salty heat. Rukh’s feral growl as he comes sends an illicit thrill through my body. A moment later, before I can truly appreciate his reaction, he staggers backward, staring.

I wipe the corners of my mouth delicately. “Guess that blew your mind. Pun intended.”

He pants, a sheen of sweat on his ridged brow. And he can’t stop staring at me, as if I’m some magical dick-sucking unicorn come to life. A giggle escapes me. Well, I wanted to distract the man. I definitely got what I wanted. “Feel better?”

“Har-loh…” Poor Rukh sounds utterly breathless.

“Yes?”

He presses a hand to his chest, then gestures outward, a frown on his face. I recognize that frustration. He wants to tell me something, but doesn’t have the words. I get to my feet and take his hand in mine and squeeze it.

“I know, big guy. I know.”





RUKH


Har-loh has shattered me from the inside out yet again. Just when I think I have learned all pleasure to be had, she shows me something new. I move toward her smiling, speckled face, and press my mouth to hers in the gesture she showed me earlier.

She looks startled, and then pleased. I will have to remember more of her gestures. I want to make her happy.

She shivers and tugs her furs closer to her body, reminding me that we are not here at the water’s edge for simple pleasures. One of the bad ones was nearby. Panic flares through my body again. He could have seen Har-loh taking me in her mouth and…doing things to me.

He could have taken her from me.

My chest squeezes tight at the thought. No one will ever, ever take Har-loh from me. I will rip them open with their own tusks if they should try. My hands clench, and it takes everything I have not to drag Har-loh against me.

I’ve never had a companion. I’ve never even thought of having one, and my memories of my father are long-distant. But now that Har-loh is here? I cannot bear the thought of her leaving me. My hands clench in her furs. If the bad one that is nearby tries to take her—

“Rukh?” Her small hand pats my arm, trying to get my attention. “Cawmdownbigguyh. Aymheer.” She smiles up at me. “Sokay. Allsokay.”