His frown deepened.
“Hot?Likeyou have a temperature or like you need to come?”
I bit my lower lip.Ididn’t want to admit it—didn’t want to admit that my whole body was begging for his—begging to be touched and pleasured and taken.Wecouldn’t go that far—wecouldn’t.
“I don’t know,”Isaid again, knowing it was a lie.
Kor looked at me for a long moment, searching my eyes with his own.
“All right,” he said at last.“Ifyou’re not sure, then we need to check forHeatFever.Canyou spread your legs for me?”
My pulse began racing andIshifted on the bed.
“Why…why do you want me to do that?”
“SoIcan take your temperature,” he said patiently.“AnAlphaalways knows when anOmegais overheating.”Heraised his eyebrows at me.“IpromiseI’mjust going to make sure you’re all right, sweetheart—nothing more if you don’t want me to.”
“Well…all right,”Iwhispered at last.Ididn’t want to admit thatIwas dying for his touch—thatIneeded to feel his skin against mine, to feel him petting my pussy again.Justthe thought had me wet and hot and so needy that whenIparted my legs for him, my inner thighs were already slick with my honey.
I was so embarrassed,Inearly shut them again, butKorput a hand on my knee to stop me.
“No, baby—stay open” he told me.
“But…butI’mso wet,”Inearly moaned, filled with embarrassment.
The other night when he’d made me come, the room was dark with only the moonlight and the shadows.Thistime the lamp was on, spilling its golden glow over my naked body and making me feel self-conscious of myself.
“That’s just a sign of yourHeat,”Kortold me.“Believeme,I’vehelped a woman throughHeatbefore—it’s not unusual.Also, it’s beautiful.”Hegave me a half-lidded look.“Don’tever be ashamed of how much pussy honey you make—it just shows how ready your body is for breeding, that’s all.”
“But…but you’re not going to breed me, are you?”Iasked anxiously.
He shook his head.
“No, baby.Fornow,I’mjust going to take your temperature.Justrelax and let me in.”
And thenIfelt two long, thick fingers slipping into my pussy, filling me up and making me moan.
Kor pumped gently inside me for a moment, a frown on his face.Atlast he withdrew his fingers, all shiny with my honey and put them in his mouth.
I watched in disbelief as he sucked them clean, but he didn’t seem to mind.Infact,Ithought he looked like he was enjoying my secret flavor.Atlast he took his fingers out of his mouth and looked at me.
“Well,Idon’t think you’re going intoHeatFeveryet, but you will if you don’t come soon.Andyou need anAlphamarking you to bring yourHeatdown to a manageable level.”
“You…you want to mark me?Asin taste me?Withyour tongue?”Iasked.Carterhad never offered to do such a thing—not thatI’dwanted him to.Everypart of my late husband had repulsed me—including his tongue.
The idea ofKorbetween my legs had the exact opposite effect on me—Ifelt tingles of anticipation at the thought.Butat the same time,Ifelt shy and uncertain.Didhereallywant to taste me?
But the half-lidded look in his eyes dispelled my doubt.
“Hell yes,Iwant to taste your creamy little pussy, baby,” he growled softly.“Notjust to bring down yourHeatand to make you come—for my pleasure too.”
“Your pleasure?”Ishook my head.“Whatkind of pleasure would you get out of it?”
His eyes burned into mine.
“Allkinds of pleasure.Thefeeling of your beautiful thighs around my head…the sound of you moaning…the feel of your soft little pussy under my tongue and the taste of your sweet honey.Fuck, there’s no greater pleasure in the world—andI’mincluding fucking in that.”
I looked at him, wide-eyed.