“You should see your face,” she whispered. “You’re so sexy when you bite your lower lip and give me that wild look.”

He tried to school his features a little in case she mistook desire for anger, something he didn’t want. She rose a little, scooted down his thighs a bit more, and lowered her head again. She tossed her hair to one side and it spread across his exposed hip. The sensation tickled a little but he had no urge to laugh when her mouth hovered so close to his dick that he forgot how to breathe.

Her lips parted and her pink tongue darted out. The sensation of her licking the crown of his c**k made him hiss and jerk his hips. She stopped, staring at him in surprise.

“Are you okay?”

“What are you doing?” He winced, surprised that harsh tone was coming from him.

Her fingers curled tighter around his shaft, giving him a squeeze. “Giving you head.”

His mind blanked.

“Oral sex.”

“I know what it means.” He sat up a little, adjusting his arms down to be able to brace his elbows on the bed. “We didn’t discuss this.”

Her lips curved upward. “Do we need to? You go down on me. Fair is fair.”

“Um…” He had a hard time speaking with Jeanie’s mouth so close to his dick and him more than aware of where she’d licked him. He throbbed in her hand, another thing he was painfully conscious of. “That’s not a good idea.”

“Why not?” She didn’t appear frightened, just confused.

“Species males shoot hard when their se**n releases and you know I swell at the base.”

“So I’ll just play with you for a while.”

“You’re trying to kill me,” he blurted out. What he said registered and he wanted to groan in regret. He knew she wasn’t actually trying to murder him but he worried she’d think that’s what he was accusing her of. “I mean, my control isn’t that great. I’ve never tested myself this way before.”

Her head tilted a little and her eyes narrowed as she studied his face. “Are you telling me no one has ever gone down on you?”

He could feel heat rushing to his face. She couldn’t hide that she thought it was either bizarre or unusual. That was the last thing he wanted his mate to think. It was a little embarrassing. “Species females don’t do that.”

She grinned. “I’m going to be your first? Well, lie back and enjoy. Try not to pull my hair, okay?”

“Jeanie,” he warned softly, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

She licked her lips. “I think it’s a great idea. I just have to stop before you come. Got it. Just give me warning.”

He opened his mouth to protest but she lowered her face and all he could do was suck in air sharply when pleasure struck as she took him into her mouth. The sensation was different, highly enjoyable, and he just collapsed onto his back with his eyes closed as she moved, caressing him with her tongue and lips while applying suction.

“Jeanie,” he snarled, clawing at the bedding instead of her. “Oh. You…I…” He couldn’t even form words and the ones he got out didn’t make sense. Stop trying to talk, he ordered himself.

Every draw of her mouth along his shaft was pure ecstasy. The feel of her tongue against the top of his dick made him want to howl. He wanted to express how much he enjoyed it but it was torture at the same time. It was too intense, felt too good and he realized he was about to blow apart when his balls tightened. He wanted to fill her with his seed but knew he might harm her so he reached down and grabbed her shoulders, hoping he didn’t use too much force, to break the contact between them.

He rolled, pinning her under him as he moved down enough for his knees to slide off the bed. He hit the carpet a little too hard but didn’t care. She was bare. There was nothing to stop him from loving his mate as he reached between them to run his thumb along the seam of her sex. She was wet and ready.

Thank you, he managed to think, knowing he’d take her anyway since the need to be inside her was too strong to stop at that point. True was just happy he wouldn’t have to do something she might think was rude like hauling her over to the nightstand to grab lotion to dump on his dick to make sure there wasn’t too much friction.

He backed up, glancing at her face once to make sure he hadn’t scared her. She appeared a little stunned but otherwise fine. He flipped her over onto her stomach. One knee shoved her legs apart when he yanked her over the edge of the mattress until she was bent at the waist over it and his painfully engorged dick didn’t even need help finding the right spot when he glanced down and adjusted his h*ps to line up their sexes.

He drove into her. She was wet enough to take him with one thrust. Her pu**y was tight and he hoped he hadn’t taken her too fast but he couldn’t stop. He curled around her, pinning her tightly beneath him but making sure his upper body weight didn’t make breathing impossible. Her loud moan was heaven to his ears as he began to move.

He couldn’t slow down. He was too close to coming, completely wild with it. Jeanie moaned louder, her hands grabbing hold of his forearms, which held her trapped under him, and her nails dug into his skin. It didn’t matter if she drew blood as long as she seemed to be enjoying the sex.

Her pu**y grew hotter and wetter, tighter as he furiously f**ked her, snarling a warning that he was close. No words were spoken, he couldn’t form them, but he hoped she knew what he was trying to convey. She bucked under him, crying out his name and he prayed it was out of pleasure instead of pain because that’s all it took to send him over the edge of need, straight into absolute bliss.