Gigi by Nena Duran Read Free Book Online Page B

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    How would it affect her ability to feel pleasure? His fingers seemed to move on their own accord, reaching to tap the little nub. It was so beautiful, glistening with her essence He wanted to taste her, fill his mouth with her flavor. Briq turned and placed her gently on the platform.
    “Do you trust me, Mor’u?”
    “Yes.”
    “I’ll never hurt you. Let me explore your body, memorize it. I want to remember the way your face looks as you reach your pleasure.”
    “Briq…”
    “Just relax for me, Mor’u. Don’t deny me this.”
    “I’ll never deny you. I know you’ll never harm me.”
    Briq wrestled his beast for control and was rewarded when it backed down. He licked her slit all the way to her throbbing nub. He latched on to the little bump, giving it fast, hard pats. She gasped, bucking wildly under him.
    Growling, he put one arm across her body and restrained her movements. No female ever responded to him with this wild abandon. Her essence was richer too. Briq wondered if it was because both her d’jikra and slit were next to each other. The texture of her cream was thicker too, like bak’liin.
     Briq made sure she couldn’t move and brought his other hand to her entrance, pushing a thick finger in.
    “You’re so slick, so warm and tight inside.”
    “Briq…I need you to…” She moaned, biting her lips. Her muscles convulsed around his finger and pulled it deeper.
     His cock swelled even more. The beast wanted to take her hard. He couldn’t risk injuring her. Briq took his finger out. Her soft protest died as he pushed another back inside.
    Still sucking the hard bud, he found another spot inside that made her scream his name. Gush after gush of cream dripped over his fingers. After pulling his fingers out, he quickly took possession of the slit with his tongue, drinking the sweet nectar. She orgasmed again while he breached her pussy, burrowing deep inside her channel.
    “Briq, Briq. Yes, oh, Briq…”
    “You’re mine. I’ll never give you up.”
    “I know I’m your prize.” He heard the sadness in her voice.
    “No, you’re more than that, my mor’u. I’m no longer alone because of you.”
    She gave him the most brilliant smile before sitting up. He reached for her hair, which was now a wild mass of curls tumbling down her body. He rumbled as she playfully swatted his hand away.
    “Your turn,” she exclaimed, pushing him down.
    Briq stretched out on the platform, looking up at Mor’u. He still remembered how good her soft lips felt brushing against his. This time was different. Her little tongue came out and traced the outlines of his lips, demanding entrance.
    Before her, his lips had never touched another’s. Her licking them was so incredibly erotic his cock throbbed painfully. He opened his mouth to her questing tongue, entwining them in an age old dance.
    “Mor’u, my mor’u, please stop…”
    “Why? I want to touch you. I know you want me. This might be our only chance.”
    “If I let you, I might not be able to stop from taking you.”
    “I’ve held you in my hands already. You’re no different from a human. Well, you’re larger and have textured skin. We can take it easy, go slow.”
    “Mor’u, when I’m with you everything fades. I’m only aware of you and your scent. It makes me want to take you in a way that might not be gentle.”
    “I don’t believe it. The man who fought for me and carried me to his ship isn’t capable of that.”
    “I’m holding on to the last thread of my sanity. Every instinct is screaming to take you hard, mark you as mine.”
    “What does that mean? Mark me?”
    “It’s hard to explain. I can feel the beast coiled inside ready to strike. It wants complete possession, to bind you completely. I’m not ruled by reason like others. There would be no turning back.”
    “Would it be that bad, being bound to me?”
    “Not for me, but you’ll be tied to a monster.”
    Mor’u refused to believe he was a monster even