Her Mate and Master (Zandian Masters 6)

She’d liked it, too, though he doubted she’d admit it. The scent of her arousal nearly made him dizzy with lust.

He stroked the curves of her ass, though he knew he should stop touching her, get her vecking gorgeous form off his lap before he lifted her to her hands and knees and pounded her hard from behind.

Oh stars. The things he wanted to do to that hot little body of hers.

His pulse stuttered when she slowly parted her thighs.

Holy Zandian star, did she want him to touch her there? Without contemplating the consequences, he slid his fingers between her thighs and rubbed roughly over her wet slit.

Her moan made him bite down hard on his lip, drawing blood.

He dragged his thumb down the crack of her ass, massaging it against her anus while his digits continued to explore her slick feminine folds.

She arched her ass up to his hand, giving him all the permission he needed.

He sought her clit and rubbed it with his middle finger before dipping it lower and exploring her tight entrance. He screwed one digit in, his heartrate kicking up another notch when she wriggled and moaned.

“Do you need me to satisfy that ache between your legs, starshine?”

“Yes.” Her immediate reply punched his cock into the stiffest erection he’d ever had. And then it hit him. Zandian breeding season. They both were responding to the natural urges of the planet, which drew their bodies to mate like some inexorable force. Well, who was he to argue if her body required satiating?

He wouldn’t veck her. He couldn’t. But he could certainly give her a little relief.

Massaging her anus with his thumb, he pumped his middle finger in and out of her. But the urge to taste her overcame him. Stroking wasn’t enough. She needed his mouth, his tongue. He withdrew his finger and flipped her over on his lap, lifting and parting her thighs. He draped one over his shoulder and held the other knee wide, giving him access to the pink heart of her sex.

“I need to taste this sweet little pussy,” he rumbled and licked a long line from her anus to her clit.

She let out a shaky sound, her pelvic floor contracting and lifting.

“Do you like that, starshine?”

“Yes.” Again, no hesitation.

It gave him all the encouragement he needed to go on. He traced her inner lips with the tip of his tongue then sought her clit, flicking his tongue over it. She tasted like...perfection. He wanted her feminine tang to be all he ever feasted on.

Her cry of satisfaction made his cock throb. He’d have to jerk off soon, or Talia would end up filled with Zandian cock, vecked without mercy until her head spun.

He buried his face between her legs, licking a

nd sucking her labia, nipping them. He plunged his thumb inside her, vecked her quickly with short, hard strokes.

Her fingers tore at his hair. “Tomis.”

“That’s right, starshine. Who knows how to take care of your greedy little pussy?”

“Y-you do.” She pulled him tighter and the leg hooked over his shoulder. He suctioned his lips over the little nub of her clit, sucking hard.

She clamped a hand over her mouth, stifling her scream.

He pumped his thumb and sucked, his middle finger finding her anus. “Who, Talia? Say my name again.”

She arched into him, rubbed her juicy pussy against his mouth, her anus clenching and trembling beneath his touch. “Tomis!”

A surge of satisfaction whipped through him, despite the throb in his cock. Fulfilling his female was all he cared about. He tap-tap-tapped her back hole, and she shattered, her thighs clenching, feet dancing, bottom lifting and clenching. Her pussy squeezed his thumb in quick pulses.

She stuffed her knuckles into her mouth, howling around them as her bottom bucked against his face.

He waited until every last tremor released before he eased his thumb out and kissed every part of her pink center. He pressed his lips against her inner thigh and disentangled her legs from his shoulders, lifting her ankles high in the air.