Do Vullan females even have vaginas like mine?

The thought that maybe his intense gaze is because I look strange to him has me attempting to pull my legs together.

But there is a grunt of disapproval and the vibration that fills Fer’ro’s chest and spreads through his body has me frozen, my chest heaving as I look down at him.

He makes a sound that comes off almost like a deep moan before that wicked tongue of his flicks out of his mouth again.

The sight of it makes my pussy clench and I really feel like a dirty bitch for suddenly wanting this so bad.

Fucking hell…

All I want is for him to touch me with it again.

The texture of it, the feel against my legs and my thighs as he’d licked my wounds, had made it almost impossible to lie still.

And now as I watch him run the thick pink of it over his lips, I shudder at the thought of it touching me again.

Fer’ro makes a click and a trilling sound that reminds me of a rainforest bird before his head dips.

My eyes roll back into my head as his tongue flicks over me.

It’s warm and wet, velvety but firm. There are tiny ridges running down the center and I feel each and every one of them as they move over my sensitive skin.

His tongue flicks tentatively, as if he’s tasting me. It moves through my inner lips slowly, as if he is exploring every inch of me and I fight to keep my back straight. I fight to stay still, to not move.

I grip the bedding and bite down hard on my bottom lip.

I can’t breathe and my body is stretched so taut, I can feel my muscles protesting.

It’s all I can do to not scream and thrash around. My hips strain to buck, and when he finds my clit, my body jerks upward.

The movement only slams my hips into his face and he thrums again.

And then…he’s pinning me down.

Even if I wanted to squirm now, I couldn’t.

His tongue is everywhere on my sex. Hot. Wet.

Fer’ro thrums against me and the sound, the fact he seems to be enjoying this as much as I am, makes me clench as a fresh wave of warmth spreads through me.

Fer’ro growls against me as he laps at my juices and this whole thing is so unexpected but so deliciously dirty, that I clench again.

He’s thrumming so hard that his tongue vibrates with every swipe as he licks and sucks on me.

Or maybe it’s the fact that he’s also groaning into my pussy each time he pulls his tongue back.

My hips buck against him once more and he groans again.

I can feel the pressure building within me, tumbling through my being like a freight train.

I want to warn him, but I can’t.

The words don’t come.

I open my mouth to say something but only a moan escapes.

This is wrong.

This is so very wrong.

But it feels so. Fucking. Good.

I’m panting as I reach down to touch him, my hands brushing over the thick locks at the top of his head, and Fer’ro thrums harder.

I—I’m going to come.

My legs clamp hard, squeezing tight and there’s a momentary worry that shoots through me that it might be uncomfortable for him. But Fer’ro groans against me as my mouth opens in a moan of my own—one that turns into scream as I lose control when I feel it.

Thick and wet, Fer’ro pierces me with his tongue.

The orgasm that hits me sends me into orbit.

My upper body vaults off the bed but I can’t go anywhere because Fer’ro is still holding me down.

And he’s not stopping.

I can feel his tongue inside me, digging and twisting as his mouth closes over me.

He’s lapping at my juices as I lose control of my body, my entire being, and fall back, my midsection convulsing as I jerk.

“Fer’ro.” I want to tell him to stop. That I can’t take any more. But all that escapes my lips is a moan.

The orgasm is still making my body shake. It isn’t ending and Fer’ro isn’t slowing down.

I begin to whimper as my body shakes. My pussy feels like it’s leaking hot sugar and Fer’ro isn’t hesitating to lick every drop.

“Fer’ro,” I moan again and, finally, I feel his tongue slow down.

When he looks up at me, I can’t even see his pupils anymore. It’s like looking into fire and I release at this moment, that is exactly what he is to me.

I’ve always been attracted to things that might burn me, but none like him before.

Sudden shame washes over me.

What have I just done?

Fer’ro’s tongue runs over his lips, licking the remainder of my juices from his skin and my cheeks blaze.

The fuck is wrong with me?

The world is ending. Meanwhile, Adira Mosely is getting fucked by an alien tongue the size of a grown man’s cock.

Fuck!

The object of my pleasure, and my mortification, disappears behind Fer’ro’s lips but his strange lava gaze is still on me.

I can’t tell what he’s thinking and I wonder if he’s regretting what just happened between us.

Or…does he want me to return the favor?

I clench again at that—a response that surprises me as much as what just happened between us.

The room has gone silent.

What should I say?

I open my mouth to…apologize? But the rectangle that is the door suddenly lights up, shining green.

“I must go,” Fer’ro says and his ba’clan appear again, slipping over his skin in a split second. “They need me.”

My mouth slams shut and all I can do is nod.

As Fer’ro slips from the bed, I watch him go.

He looks just as composed as he was on the first day that I met him.

But as he turns to look back at me before leaving the room, I notice his pupils are still invisible, his eyes still blazing fire.

Maybe not as composed as he seems.

Shit.

My heart is thumping in my chest as I squeeze my thighs shut to try and stop the throbbing there.

I must be a horrible person because an excited shiver is now running through me.

Is it bad that I want more?

FER’RO

My entire being is thrumming and my ba’clan pulse against me as I exit my quarters to face Ga’Var.

My womb mate sniffs and his gaze grows livid as his teeth pull back from his lips.

“You did not.”

I pretend I do not know what he is referring to and begin making my way to the bridge, but I know he can smell it too.

Even with my ba’clan back in place, Adee’ra’s scent is all over me.

There had been no time to cleanse myself before exiting my quarters without Ga’Var walking in.

Privacy isn’t something shared between us Vullan.

But as soon as I sensed his presence outside my quarters, I knew I did not want him to see Adee’ra.

Not with her bare…

Not with that pink flush all across her body…

Not with her body still quivering from the feel of my tongue against her treasured bits.

So, I had to leave hastily, without first visiting the cleansing station.

Rek…I do not wish to remove her scent anyway.

“You mated the female?” Ga’Var’s steps sound beside me and I stop in my tracks.

“She is not just the female.”

She is mine. I know that now.

But that’s not something I want to disclose just yet.

We are still on an unknown planet and confusing things are happening, like my lack of control, the fact some of my ba’clan have migrated from my being to Adee’ra…

Ga’Var steps closer. “I thought we agreed to not advance on the females. They are not like Vullan women. They are not as aggressive. Not as strong. They cannot take us. For you to force yourself on one when she does not want you…”

My womb mate takes a step closer and it is like he wants to kill me.

I sense his aggression even without facing him.

“What has gotten into your head, Fer’ro? When the others hear of this, and they will hear—her scent is all over you—they will be enraged. You of all people know we do not force—”