Chapter 8

GENERAL KOZA

Strands of my hair fall free from the tight knot bound on top of my head as Ava scrapes her fingers against my scalp. The shudder moves all the way down my body and to my toes, the Gioji nectar making every one of my senses hum with need.

Ava’s glistening cunt is breathtaking, soft and pink, begging for my mouth.

I close my eyes and turn away. I run my nose back and forth over the inside of her thigh, so high the short curls between her legs lightly tease my cheek.

Her scent is driving me wild.

I move one hand behind her to grip the swell of her buttocks, keeping her thighs spread open to me with the other. The perfume of her arousal is heavy in the air, and along with the effects of the nectar, my control is in danger of slipping.

I promise myself I will not mount her, no matter how bad it gets. I will satisfy her with anything other than my cock.

Even if she begs for it now, who knows what emotions she will feel tomorrow when she is herself once more.

I am holding out tasting her as long as I can, though I know she will need release eventually to satisfy the demands of the Gioji nectar.

Ava grasps my hair tighter and arches her back. Pressing her free hand against the ceiling of the elevator to brace herself, she shifts her body on my shoulders, desperate to reach my mouth.

“Koza, please,” she breathes out in a low and needy moan.

My name on her lips, full of her desire, breaks the last of my resolve to hold out.

I run my nose up her pale, soft skin once more. But this time I continue up, turning to nuzzle the short curls that frame the pink folds of her cunt.

They are damp with her need, and I let out a growl as it lightly moistens my lips. I dip my face lower and run my tongue over the length of her core, lapping up her sweet honey.

She lets out a soft gasp, pressing herself into my mouth.

The taste of her is better than I could have ever imagined. I growl again, my chest rumbling with my pleasure as I tighten my grip on her ass and repeat the motion.

My cock is throbbing, leaking through the fabric of my breeches with my need. I explore her with my tongue, running it up and down her folds. Finally, I dip it deep inside her core, savoring her taste.

My nose nuzzles against her soft skin as I pulse my tongue inside her. As it brushes against a bead of flesh at the top of her sweet cunt, Ava cries out sharply, tightening her grip on my hair.

“Yes,” she moans. “Right there. More.”

I move my mouth to that small bump, flicking it with my tongue, before sucking it lightly.

Ava cries out even louder, her legs shaking where they rest on my shoulders. I feel a rush of wetness against my mouth, and I lap up her release just as the doors open to the hallway that leads to my room, where my second in command is guarding the door.

I have just enough presence of mind to drop Ava down into my arms, hiding her body as best I can from view as I stride past a disapproving Zynett and into the privacy of my quarters.

AVA

~Holy fuck!~

~His tongue is textured.~

It’s sort of rough, just like a cat’s, and it feels so good inside me I can’t think straight.

But when his nose brushes against my clit, I can’t help but wonder what that tongue would feel like if he moved it there. And I direct him to it with barely coherent words.

As soon as his tongue flicks against it, his lips closing around my clit merely a breath later, my body explodes into an orgasm. My legs threaten to clamp around his head, but his hand on one thigh and his broad shoulders pressing me into the wall of the elevator keep me spread wide as he licks my pussy.

Suddenly, I’m dropping, and I let out an unattractive squawk before realizing he’s repositioned my body to hide it from the open door of the elevator.

He’s holding me against him as one would a small child, one hand on my ass to support my body on his hip. I wrap my hands around his neck as he exits into the hall toward the door to his room where Zynett regards us with a shocked expression on his face.

Embarrassment invades my senses briefly, but then the motion of Koza’s long strides causes my bare pussy to rub against his hip just right.

I moan, burying my face in his chest and rocking against him, lost to lust once more.

The next thing I know he’s pulling me away from him, and I whimper, tightening my grip around his neck.

He lets out an amused sound before moving with me. Keeping me in his arms, he hovers above me as my back presses into a bed.

I keep my legs wrapped around him as he changes our positions, and as I continue to rock my hips into him, I’m suddenly greeted with his erection pressing into me through his clothes.

I can hear myself panting as I rub up and down his hard length like a cat in heat, so close to coming again already.

He hisses and closes his eyes, allowing me a few glorious strokes before placing a hand between us. He gently cups my mound, stopping my motions.

I let out a frustrated mewl, trying to press myself against his hand and nipping at his shoulder with my teeth.

“Please,” I choke out between nips. “I’m so close.”

“I am trying not to lose control, little Ava,” his deep voice rumbles. “Feeling your sweet cunt against me is far too tempting.”

I want to tell him that’s the point, and to just fuck me already, but his hand moves to let one finger sink slowly inside me and a choked sound is all I can get out.

The pad of his palm rubs over my clit as he pumps his finger in and out of me, and I wrap my hands around his wrist to ride his hand enthusiastically.

His nose runs down the side of my face, over the line of my jaw, then down my neck before his teeth lightly scrape the skin of my shoulder.

It’s enough to send me over the edge, and I press myself hard against his hand as I cum.

He hovers over me, watching me orgasm with an almost predatory gaze, his finger still pumping into me, and the intensity of his stare leads me straight into another orgasm. I close my eyes and throw my head back against the blankets, as it moves through my body.

I am vaguely aware of Koza moving above me, letting out a sharp grunt before his hand inside me is replaced with his other, lightly rubbing wetness over my inner thigh and over the curls of my pubes.

Three strong orgasms seem to be enough to finally satisfy the overwhelming need inside of me. Suddenly, I can’t keep my eyes open. The last thing I remember before succumbing to sleep is Koza pressing a kiss to the side of my head and pulling a soft blanket over my body.