One Thousand Brides by Solange Ayre Read Free Book Online

from her hot, swollen channel as his tongue darted and danced over her pussy, teasing the opening, then lingering on her clit just long enough to make her crave more.
    As each touch of his tongue thrilled her, she felt herself opening to him, anticipating the next contact. There was nothing else like this. Delos was doing it exactly right, exactly the way she liked and she wanted it to last forever. Every stroke of his tongue was heavenly.
    She’d never been so wet in her life, never needed an orgasm so intensely. She raised her hips, trying to get more of his wonderful mouth, his pleasure-giving tongue.
    He swirled around her clit and she cried out, arching up. She would have pleaded for more but she’d forgotten how to speak. She wanted to stay like this, hovering on the brink of coming, experiencing shudders of delight every time he licked her.
    His mouth fastened over her clit, sucking it gently. At the same moment, he entered her hot, swollen channel with his thumb. The two sensations at once overwhelmed her, pushing her into strong spasms of incredible pleasure. Her hips bucked against his mouth. He growled deep in his throat, then his tongue swirled over her clit again and again as he fucked her with his thumb. Waves of delight rolled through her. She thrashed against him, unable to control herself, unable to stop the high keening issuing from her throat.
    She drew deep breaths as her orgasm slowly receded. Finally she lowered her knees, still feeling the pulsing, ebbing waves. He moved to lie at her side, stroking her breasts.
    “I’ve never felt this way before,” Delos said. “If I were your husband, I’d do that for you every day. Sometimes I’d give you an orgasm that way and other times I’d make you wait until I mounted you.”
    Typical male exaggeration. “I’m sure you wouldn’t want to do it every day.”
    His brows rose in surprise. “Of course I would. Nothing’s more healthy. We have a saying, ‘An orgasm a day keeps the doctor away’.”
    She put her arms around his waist. “But I don’t want to keep the doctor away. I want to keep the doctor close.” This near to him, she was very aware of his erect cock against her body. “Delos? Let me do something for you now.” Tentatively, she stroked his long shaft.
    He gazed at her, a crease between his brows. “I can’t achieve release like that.” He lifted her hand away from him. “Females are lucky—they can seek pleasure so many different ways. But for males, there is one method only. His mate’s orgasmic contractions trigger the male’s release.”
    Jan drew in a quick breath, awestruck. No wonder Delos was so skilled in bed.
    Among the Terilians, there’d never be a male who’d take his pleasure and then roll over and go to sleep, leaving his wife unsatisfied.
    “You can’t even masturbate?”
    “Females can. Males cannot.” His voice was rueful. “Thus our dilemma. Do you see why we need you so badly? Not only for offspring, for companionship, for your lovely softness.” Lying against him, she felt him take a deep breath. “Terilians can no more survive without sex than humans can live without food. Without the release of mating, we’ll die.”
    “Don’t talk about dying,” she whispered.
    He stroked her body slowly, not in a sexual way now but lovingly. As though he cared about her. The way she’d come to care for him.
    Damn it, Jan! What a fool you are. Delos says the primus will claim you. Why fall for someone you can’t have?
    How could she help it? Delos was so caring, so handsome, so sexually pleasing.
    To distract herself, she asked questions about Terilian culture, about the planet they would colonize, about what marriage meant to the males on the ship. He answered in detail and, she thought, frankly and openly.
    Finally he asked a question of his own. “Do you think the Brides will resist? Or will they agree to be our wives?”
    She sighed. She’d been thinking about this and hadn’t yet reached a