“This goes against everything I’ve learned about botany. Plants growing and flowering without photosynthesis. It must be another mutation.” She dropped to her knees and examined the base of the plant. Half a dozen thick tendrils grew right below the leaves. Twining down into crevices in the rock floor, they anchored the plant in place.
Lexi spent hours going from one plant to the next. “Looks like a pansy,” she’d mutter. “But this one — I’ve never seen anything like it, not even in medieval botanical drawings.” Ayron had to threaten her with another spanking to get her to take a break for food.
***
That night, when he put out the torch, Lexi turned to him. Her eagerness for lovemaking was as compelling as her enthusiasm in the flower grotto. “May I touch you?” she asked. When he said yes, her fingertips grazed his chest, stopped to rub one thumb around a nipple.
“Does it feel as good to you when I do this as it does when you do it to me?” She laughed, a warm sound that echoed off the walls of the grotto. “What a dumb question. You’d have to know how it feels to me to answer it.”
He took her hand and brought it to his lips, nibbled at the pad of her thumb with his teeth then ran his tongue down the palm of her hand. “It feels as good as that,” he replied.
Her hand ventured farther, traced the line of hair down his chest. She ran her palm over his stomach then lower, stopped when she reached the base of his cock. She’d touched it before but only when he was asleep. She stroked the shaft, watching his face the whole time. He never moved, but his cock swelled.
She traced a bulging vein with one finger then ran it lightly over the rounded tip. He made a rough sound and clenched his fist in her hair. Guiding her head down, he brought it to his manhood.
She looked up at him through the wavy strands falling over her face, uncertain what he wanted of her. “I want to please you as much as you please me. Will you teach me what to do?”
“Kiss it. The way I kiss you down there.”
She put her lips on the tip.
“Yes.” His voice was hoarse. “Now open your mouth and run your tongue over the head.”
“Like this?”
His hand tightened in her hair. “Yes. Like that.”
She wrapped her hand around the shaft and moved it up and down, the way he’d guided her to do in his half-conscious state. “Does this please you?”
He groaned in reply and pumped his hips, drove his cock into her mouth. Emboldened, she swirled her tongue around it.
He grabbed her head with both hands. “Suck it,” he commanded.
His cock was so thick, she had to open her mouth wide. He slid it in and out of her mouth, slow and deep, following the motion of her hand. His body trembled, the way hers did when he brought her close to gratification. Lexi stroked faster. Took him in deeper, reveling in her feminine power.
He gave a harsh cry. His cock pulsed. She tasted his fluid at the back of her throat, musky and salty. Struggled to take it all in.
Only when his grip on her hair loosened did she pull away. Her eyes danced with mischief. “Did you like it?” she asked, parroting the question he’d posed after her first time.
“No.”
Her face fell.
“Ilovedit.” He rolled over, pinned her beneath him. “Let me show you how much.”
Ayron kissed his way down her body. Made every inch of her tingle. When he came to her breast, she moaned and arched her back, offering her nipple. He took it. Licking, nibbling, gently sucking.
Then not so gently. She tried to hold his head as he’d held hers. He growled and grabbed both her wrists in one big hand, trapped them over her head.
A hot rush poured through her, from her engorged nipple straight to the bud of her clitoris, awakening a wild hunger. She thrashed around, aching to have him lick and suck her there again.
But he wouldn’t be urged, wouldn’t be rushed. “Lie still — or I’ll spank you.”
His stern tone sent a delicious shiver through her. Lexi forced herself to lie unmoving as he teased and tormented her, setting every erotic nerve ending on fire. Submitting to the will of a powerful male brought out savage desires she’d never felt before. Unable to be still a moment longer, she dug her heels into the ground and pumped her hips up.
He moved like lightning. Flipped her over and delivered half a dozen swats to her naked bottom. Lexi cried out, though she felt no pain. Only the searing fire. Heat flowed from her ass to her pussy, aching to be filled. Flooded it with slick juices.
She buried her face in the cloak, uttering tiny mewing sounds of need. His hand stroked her stinging ass, delved between her legs, urging them apart.
