“What am I supposed to do withher?”
Shay pushed herself up from the couch and walked to Thargen. She leaned forward and pecked a kiss on Leah’s head. As loath as she was to part from the baby, even for a short time, she needed this time with Drakkal.
“Hold her, rock her. She’ll probably fall asleep again soon,” Shay said, smiling down at Leah. “Be good for Uncle Thargen.”
The vorgal was holding Leah carefully but uncertainly. Shay guessed he would’ve looked more comfortable if someone had handed him a live grenade that had already had the pin pulled.
Samantha walked over and took a seat beside Thargen. “Go on, you two. I’ll help keep an eye on Leah.”
“You owe me,” Thargen grumbled.
“I’ll up your hazard pay the next time you collect your wage,” Drakkal replied with a chuckle. When he turned to face Shay, all humor had fled from his expression—he wore a hungry grin beneath those fiery eyes.
Before she could say anything, before she had enough time to even admire his tall, powerful body, he bent forward, wrapped an arm around the backs of her thighs, and stood up, hauling Shay over his shoulder.
Shay laughed and flattened her hands on his back to prop herself up. She looked at Thargen and Samantha as Drakkal stalked toward the door. “If she needs?—”
“She’ll be fine!” Samantha called. “Have fun.”
Drakkal slapped the control button. The instant the door was open, he crossed the threshold. The door whooshed shut behind him.
Grinning, Shay smoothed her hands down toward his ass. “I haven’t told you what Urgand said yet.”
“Oh, you did,kiraia. It was in your eyes.”
“Really?” She grabbed his ass with one hand and clutched the base of his tail with the other, tugging it. “I thought that look has been there for a while now.”
His chest rumbled with a deep purr. His right hand settled over her ass and squeezed appreciatively. “Why don’t you tell me now, then.”
Shay moaned when his finger delved between her thighs to stroke her sex though the seam of her pants. Liquid heat flooded her, and she reflexively tightened her hold on both his backside and his tail. “Basically, you’re allowed to fuck me as hard and as deep as you want.”
His only response was a growl—and an increase in pace.
They reached their room in what must’ve been record time. As soon as they were inside, Drakkal had her off his shoulder and pressed up against the wall with his mouth on hers before the door had even closed.
His mouth was bruising and hungry, and Shay returned the kiss in full, unable to get enough of his firm, warm lips and rough tongue. She buried her hands in his mane and pulled him closer. His right hand curled around her neck and cupped her jaw, tilting her face up more as he slanted his mouth, deepening the kiss. His tongue moved ruthlessly, possessively, as he devoured her. Shivers of desire spiraled through her.
He pressed his hard body against hers and used his thigh to force her legs wider apart. She felt his hard cock on her belly, separated only by her shirt and his pants, and arched into him, desperate to feelmore.
Drakkal clutched her tighter and growled again. The sound reverberated from his mouth and chest and flowed into Shay—she felt it in their kiss, vibrating against her breasts, teasing hernipples. The sensation traveled straight to her pussy, which contracted in need.
He broke the kiss to trail his mouth down her jaw and neck. His lips and teeth left a blazing trail in their wake as he worked his way toward her front, following her clavicle and kissing the hollow of her throat. He grasped the collar of her shirt and pulled it apart. The garment tore down the middle like it were made of paper.
Shay laughed. “I’m going to run out of clothes if you keep doing that.”
“I’ll buy you more.” He sliced through her bra with his hardlight claws next, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze. She barely had time to feel the air on her skin before he put his mouth on her again to kiss her breasts and curl that oh-so-tantalizing tongue around her sensitive nipples.
Drakkal’s hands—one metal, the other rough and calloused—smoothed down her sides as he leaned closer, took her nipple into his mouth, and sucked.
A surge of lust speared her straight through her core.
Shay gasped, tightening her grip on his mane as her hips bucked against him. God, his mouth felt sogoodon her; the scrape of his rough tongue, the gentle suction, therelief.
Drakkal started, pulling his mouth away and lifting his head. Shay opened her eyes and looked at him. His tongue darted out, licking moisture from his lips, and it took Shay a moment to realize that there were droplets of her breastmilk beaded on his fur.
She glanced down. Sure enough, another drop of milk had formed at the tip of her nipple.
“Shit,” she said, releasing his mane to cover her breasts, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She hadn’t even thought about this. It had just felt so good to have his mouth on her again for real.