of her armpits. She tightened with a breathless
giggle. One corner of his mouth lifted, and he danced his fingers
over her pits again. She squealed.
“ That tickles!”
Krijero chuffed laughter in front of
Dani. Gelan kissed the tender cup of her ear in apology and
continued exploring what other delightful reactions he could
discover.
Her stretched posture exposed the twin
ladders of her ribs, and Gelan inspected them, musing at how
fragile she seemed. He feared he could crush her without using even
half his strength, and a sudden urge to protect the delicate
Earther came over him. How was it her kind had proliferated before
the war when the Kalquorians, so large and strong and
technologically advanced, had waned until extinction loomed on the
horizon?
Gelan took his mind from dark thoughts,
determined to enjoy this sweet morsel until they both fell from
exhaustion. He wasn’t much for philosophical rumination anyway. The
Dramok dealt in cold, hard facts, a boon to his police work when
he’d been an investigator.
The curve of Dani’s spine beckoned. Too
delightful to resist, Gelan accepted the invitation and ran his
tongue down from where it joined to her skull to the sweet crevice
of her buttocks. Her drawn-out groan was a pleasure to his
ears.
Kneeling behind her, Gelan spread his
hands out over her mounds. He squeezed, feeling how pliable her
flesh was, how easy to grip. Stifling a moan of hunger, he spread
the cheeks apart, opening her as much as he could. The tight bud of
her anus was revealed, and a spasm of want tightened his groin. He
wondered if she’d been taken there yet. For Earthers, such
pleasures were the ultimate taboo, one that even Dani might be
reluctant to yield to.
He wet his thumb in his mouth and
gently circled the aperture. Dani’s breath caught, and her most
secret flesh tightened. Gelan continued the light touch, swirling
around the orifice without attempting to breach its defenses. After
a few moments of this play, the Earther relaxed a little. He was
relieved at her acquiescence. She hadn’t called a halt to the
clandestine exploration as he’d expected her to.
Dani was just full of pleasant
surprises.
She warbled a cry, and Gelan leaned to
see what the others were doing without pausing from teasing the
girl’s flesh.
Wynhod had captured one swollen
reddened nipple between his teeth and flicked the tip hard with his
tongue while his hand worked her other peak. Krijero stroked her
nether lips, spreading honeyed wetness over her distended clit. It
was hard to say which of them had elicited the cry. Dani’s every
breath now ended in a whimper, and the sounds were getting
louder.
Gelan chuckled. She’d scream her throat
raw before they were done with her.
* * * *
In the darkness behind the blindfold,
Dani’s world swirled with pleasure. Desire continuously threatened
to bloom into explosion without quite making it. The bliss was
agony, something she’d never experienced before.
A rough mouth and hands tormented her
breasts with zings of sensation that alternated between slight
twinges of pain and heated ecstasy. The teacup mounds fit perfectly
in the devouring maw of the man torturing her.
Another mouth and pair of hands visited
similar delights to her wide open aching sex. Fingers moved in and
out of her core, using her roughly one moment, gently the next.
Every now and then her clit received attention. She never knew
whether the rough, rasping tongue would flick over the distended
nub, or if teeth would carefully close over it in a heart stopping
nip, or if lips would surround it to suck hard with pressure that
threatened to drive her insane. Each time the swollen flesh was
teased, she came right to the brink of climax, only to be denied
with a cruelty that left her reeling.
The third pair of hands held her
buttocks apart, and a calloused digit teased the rim of her anus.
At first Dani had feared the Kalquorian back there intended to
penetrate her, but he seemed content
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