Tave Part 2 (4 page)
Authors: Erin Tate
With each new echoing pulse of subsonic sound, she rode a new wave of bliss, of ecstasy. It sank into her veins and consumed her from inside out. This male, this
alien
, aroused her and pleasured her like no other. She lost herself in the joy of his body, lost herself in the feel of his vocalizations thrumming through her as well as the ridge that seemed to grow inexplicably further with each rock and roll of her hips.
She panted and moaned and he encouraged her, goaded her toward release and… she wanted it. Craved it. Desired it above all else.
No, she wanted to be filled by him more than anything.
And yet… not now. Later, when she wasn’t consumed by this overwhelming need.
“Tave…” She rasped his name, pleasure stealing her voice.
“Take what you desire, my
pyabi.
”
With a whimper, she did. She took his permission and embraced it as she allowed herself to race toward release. It came upon her in a rush, a tsunami of sensation that blew any hints of unease to dust. She cried out with her orgasm, screaming his name to the heavens as her orgasm pummeled her with wave after wave of ecstasy and bone-melting bliss. She trembled and jerked, and her grip lessened, but Tave was there. He held her tightly, allowing her to float and truly embrace what he gifted her. It was overwhelming, amazing, and… not enough.
It wouldn’t be enough until they were one. Permanently. And she wondered if that were possible when he had his tail.
Rina wiggled her hips, easily recognizing that ridge, and she reached between them to explore his body below his waist. She brushed that long, hard line, but he grasped her wrist.
“Rina,” he warned.
“I took what I needed, Tave. Can’t I return the favor?”
She’d love to return it with her mouth, the taste of him still lingering on her tongue.
“No. I made a vow and I will not break it no matter how prettily you beg.”
She licked her lips, anxious for more of him. “Please? You let me…”
“I will always give you whatever you desire, but I will not take. Not when I vowed—”
She leaned toward him, brushing her lips across his in a gentle kiss. “Then give me this.”
Tave fought a fierce battle within his mind. He didn’t want to prove to be like the males in her past, and yet when Rina traced the line of his mating pocket, he nearly shouted with pleasure. Her cool human fingers danced over his hardness and he swallowed the resonating growl that filled his chest. He wanted to urge her to touch him harder. Give him more. To quit teasing and tormenting him. His cock was hard for her, anxious for her. If she would simply…
He recognized the first moment his slit began parting for her. The solid seal easing beneath her maddening touch. It was evidence of his connection to her, his need for her. As if his body identified his mate and was intent on claiming her within the waters of his homeland. He wanted to burst free of the mating pocket and slide into her, fill her with him and then his seed.
She would be his.
But he’d made a vow. “Rina.”
“Hmm…” She purred and his convictions were eaten away by her attentions.
Her strokes became more insistent, sliding along the length of his slit, encouraging it to widen further, and then the pads of her fingers slipped beneath the small flap. She petted him, teasing him there, and he trembled with his need. He would spill before she ever stroked his cock, he was sure of it.
“
Rina
.”
“Give me what I want,” she murmured, and he found himself unable to deny her.
Tave’s slit widened further, the sea enveloping his shaft as his cock was exposed to the saltwater and he nearly spilled himself when her small hand wrapped around his thickness. It was a
very
near thing when she moaned. His sound echoed hers, pleasure overtaking him with that first true stroke. She caressed him, sliding to the base and then skating her palm over his length until she reached the tip. He knew he was large, thicker than human males without question. He wondered if she’d have a hard time accommodating him.
Because she would. She was his mate, his one, and he couldn’t wait to claim her as such. When she purred as she caressed him, he didn’t sense any fear or trepidation.
Good.
That allowed him to focus on her attentions, on the feel of her stroking his scaled flesh. Her touches were firm and delicious, traveling from root to tip and back again. He groaned and moaned with each caress until he was no longer truly speaking but merely vocalizing his true pleasure. She whispered encouragement, telling him to come for her, to bathe her hand, to…
Rina squeezed the tip, thumb skating over his slit and teasing that part of him. He bucked, jerking forward in an effort to steal more pleasure.
“Shout for me, Tave,” she whispered against his ear, her hand still tormenting him with deadly precision.
He would and soon if she persisted. Then he wondered why he withheld himself from her. There were no games between mates, no reason to prove who was the strongest in their relationship. They were equals. Lovers. Mates.
His release gathered along his spine, pleasure branching out and stretching, gliding stroking his nerves. It slithered down, carefully encircling his groin and stroking his cock in time with her touch. His shaft pulsed and throbbed with need for her, with a desperate desire to slide into her depths. She would be wet and hot, her body prepared for his possession and he wouldn’t stop until he claimed every inch of her.
“Tave,” she whispered his name a bare moment before her mouth descended on his.
He had to remain passive for her. This time.
He would never make a stupid vow like this ever again.
When she pressed her lips to him, he opened for her, allowing her to slide her tongue into his mouth. It was tentative, sweet, and not enough. He couldn’t remain passive with the kiss. Instead, he dominated her. He snatched control of their meeting and slipped his tongue through her parted lips. He twined their tongues, stroking and tasting as her wicked hand continued to caress him. He mimicked what he’d like to do to her body, the way he’d thrust in and out of her, take her. But never hurt her. Never.
His hips worked in time with his tongue, loving her without fully possessing her as he desired.
Her nails scraped him, gently, but hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through him. Enough to send him over the edge and soaring into oblivion. He came with a shout, tearing his mouth from hers, her name on his lips, and that yell slowly transformed into a guttural call that every Ujal would recognize.
A male reveling in his mate.
Pulse after pulse, wave after wave of ecstasy consumed him, his cock throbbing as his release filled the space between them. He regretted he wasn’t filling her, but this was the first step toward their mating. She was comfortable enough to engage in this torment with him. It would only be a matter of time before they were tied together.
Even as his yell quieted, she continued drawing out the pleasure with her maddening touch. Stroking. Squeezing. Scraping.
Until he finally had to place his hand over hers, forcing her to still. “
Pyabi
.”
She hummed and gentled her hold, easing her pace until she merely cupped his lessening hardness.
Rina finally released him and cuddled close, resting her head on his shoulder. “That answered that question.”
“What?” he whispered and pressed a soft kiss to her temple. He wanted to sink into her, but he enjoyed this closeness as well.
“Whether we can make love in the water. With you like this.”
Like this.
His tail.
“Are you happy about that? Does my tail…” He did not want to hear her say his form in the water displeased her, but he would do anything to make her happy. If that didn’t include lovemaking in the oceans, then he would not make love to her in the oceans. At least, not fully. She didn’t seem to mind what they’d just done.
“I love it.” She lifted her head and met his gaze. “I love it. I think you’re beautiful on land or in the sea. I was only curious because I don’t want us to be limited. Now I know we won’t be.”
Tave grinned. “No, there is nothing we cannot do.” A high-pitched squeal traveled through the water, his ears recognizing the summons despite the fact he wasn’t fully submerged, and his smile slipped. “Come. Vados says there are humans lurking and trying to catch sight of us. We can finish this—” When she opened her mouth to reply, he was quick to finish his statement. “Or not, once we’re inside. It is your choice.” He brushed his lips across hers. “But we should finish our swim now.”
“But later…” There was no mistaking her need.
“Later we shall do whatever you desire.” For now, he needed to discover what concerned Vados so much…
To be continued in Tave Part Three...
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