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and crouched above her. Grinning down upon her, Barak began
to trail his tongue along the curve of her neck, his hands working to push the
thin cotton of her blouse up and over her head. He slid the moist caress of his
tongue along her shoulders, and then worked to open the clasp that held the
thin lace of her bra.
    She could not help but
chuckle at the low growl that resounded from deep in his chest while he fought
unsuccessfully to release the tiny hooks holding the thin elastic band. His
irritation finally managed to get the best of him and instead of unfastening it, Barak tore it from her body and tossed the troublesome
scrap of material across the room. If Kat were not more careful, he would cause
her to need a completely new wardrobe in no time.
    She was just about to
chastise him for his impatience when he caught one nipple with his teeth and
gave a not-so-gentle tug that drove all sane thought from her mind. The
constant pull on the sensitive bud sent waves of heat shooting through her body
and pooling in her cunt. She could not recall how or when he disposed of both
her pants and the thin thong she had been wearing; all she knew for certain was
that she lay beneath him completely nude, squirming
and wriggling while he ravished one breast, then the other.
    After sliding one hand
down her abdomen, Barak teasingly stroked the outside folds of her pussy,
before thrusting two large digits deep into the moist heat. Instantly Kat
arched into his palm, attempting to take him deeper. "Please," she whined She wanted to feel him inside her, to ride his hard
cock until she shuddered with release.
    ****
    Instead, he added another
finger to the two already buried in her throbbing wet cunt, and increased the
pace. She moaned her disappointment. "I need to make certain you are ready
for me," he whispered against her ear. "I don't want to hurt you."
Kat barely heard his words because the first orgasm washed over her and she
screamed.
    Pulling his fingers from
inside her, Barak raised up so that he could smile down at her flushed face. "One
more like that and you will be ready, my Zi mate," he told her, then
slipped his digits into his mouth and sucked the sticky sweet essence of her
pleasure from his skin.
    "I am ready. I want
you now," Kat purred in response, though he paid little heed to her
proclaim. He was taking no chances. Barak intended to see that she took release
at least once more before he breached that tight cunt of hers with his
thickness.
    ****
    Kat was still trembling
slightly from his last ministrations when Barak slid down her body and pushed
her thighs wide. The moment his tongue pushed into the wet folds of her cunt, a
loud throaty moan echoed through the room, a sound she barely registered as her
own. Her body was hot and boneless. He continued to lap at the fluids covering
her sex, feeding on her as though he were a lost man
in the desert and she was his oasis.
    "Please," Kat
begged, needing to feel him surge deep inside her. She attempted to pull him to
her, burying her hands in his hair, intent to bring his face to hers. Instead, she
wrapped her fingers around the rigid pair of bonelike protrusions that sat to
either side of his head. Instantly Barak stilled and raised his head to look at
her. He waited breathlessly for her reaction, uncertainty crackling like
electricity around him. She did not say anything or release her hold, instead
rose up until they both sat face to face. Looking at him with an unspoken
request, he responded and dropped his head forward so she could see the matched
set of alabaster-colored horn stubs his dark hair had hid so effectively from
view.
    Releasing her hold, Kat
pushed the hair away to get a better view of the object that was coming out of
the side of her lover's head.
    "What are you?"
she asked in an almost eerily calm voice.
    "I told you I was
Zironet."
    "You have horns."
    "Yes."
    "I don't understand."
Her voice had trailed off to just above a whisper, and her eyes doubled in