Chapter 242: First Taste (18+)

Calis hit the water like a male who had forgotten how legs worked.

He was on her in two strides, his hands finding her waist beneath the surface, and the force of his body colliding with hers sent a wave rolling out from between them that caught the moonlight and shattered it into a thousand silver fragments.

His mouth found hers, and the sound Tera made was swallowed whole.

The desperation from the cave had evolved into barely-leashed hunger that poured out of him in the way his hands gripped her, and how his mouth devoured hers.

Tera arched into him. Her breasts pressed flat against his chest, and the skin-to-skin contact sent a current through her body that made her fingers curl against the back of his neck. His skin was hot, and the contrast between his heat and the cool water lapping at her thighs made her nerve endings sing in two competing keys.

His hands slid up her ribs, and his thumbs grazed the undersides of her breasts, and Tera felt her entire body quiver.

She kissed him back just as hard. Her nails dug crescents in his skin, and Calis groaned against her lips.

But she hadn’t planned this so he could devour her first.

She had a meal of her own to eat.

Tera smiled against his mouth. Her hands found his chest, palms flat against the hard planes of muscle, and she lightly pushed.

The light pressure eased him backwards through the water until his back met the soft bank of the stream with a soft thud.

He had looked like a deer caught in headlights when she had broken the kiss. His hands were still on her waist, but the shift in position had changed the dynamic entirely. He was the one pinned now. Shoulders against the bank, water at his hips, and Tera standing between his legs with her hands on his chest and a look on her face that made his throat tighten.

"Tera—"

"Shh."

She held his gaze and let her hands slide down.

Over the ridges of his stomach. Over the hard V of muscle that cut along his hips. Down, through the water, until her fingertips brushed the base of his cock.

A full-body shudder ripped through Calis.

Tera wrapped her hand around him, and he bit back a groan. His abs clenched so hard the muscles visibly jumped beneath his skin, and his hands tightened on her waist with a grip that told her he was holding on because he didn’t trust his body not to buckle.

And Tera’s breath caught, because the feel of him in her hand was different from what she had expected.

In the cave, everything had been frantic.

How the hell had she even taken this?

Her fingers didn’t quite close around the full girth of him. But the shaft was darker than the rest of his skin, a rich bronze that deepened to something almost dusky where it met the base. And the head was a deep, lush red that made her mouth water. The colour was vivid even in the moonlight, flushed dark with blood, and the frenulum beneath the tip wasn’t smooth.

A series of small, raised bumps ran along the sensitive ridge of flesh beneath the head. And they were subtle enough that she might have missed them in the frenzy of the cave, but under her thumb, each one was distinct.

’Damn...’

She pressed her thumb along them, dragging slowly from one end of the ridge to the other.

Calis’s hips jerked.

His hand left her waist and slammed against the bank behind him, fingers digging into the moss. His head tipped back, and the tendons in his neck stood out in sharp relief. A low whimper escaped him.

Tera paused, her eyes widening.

She was thoroughly liking this side of him.

She stroked him again slowly. Her fingers tightened as they climbed higher, and her thumb caught on each bump along the frenulum before her palm rolled over the swollen head. The skin there was impossibly soft and silken, and when her thumb swept across the slit, a bead of moisture met her touch.

Calis’s entire body was trembling. Deep, rolling shudders moved through him in waves, starting from where her hand gripped him and radiating outward through his stomach, his thighs, his chest. His breathing had gone ragged, each inhale catching in his throat like it had to fight past something to get through.

Tera knelt.

The water rose to her waist as her knees found the smooth stones of the streambed, and the gentle current of the water lapped against her lower belly and swirled between her thighs.

The cool water slid against the hot, swollen folds of her pussy like a tongue made of silk. And the steady, maddening lick of sensation sent a slow pulse of heat radiating upward through her core.

She exhaled slowly and looked up at Calis through her lashes.

He was looking down at her with an expression that bordered on anguish. His crimson eyes were black at the centres, the pupils blown so wide there was barely a ring of red left. His chest heaved. His cock stood thick and flushed in her hand, the head glistening and dark, inches from her mouth.

Tera leaned forward and breathed over it. Her warm exhale ghosted across the wet tip and down the sensitive underside.

Calis groaned, and his cock twitched in her grip. A fresh bead of moisture welled from the slit and rolled down the curve of the head. His hand found her hair, and he had to stop himself from jerking her head by mistake.

Tera licked him.

Her tongue pressed into the flesh hard enough to feel every single bump in that textured ridge drag against her.

The salty taste of his skin bloomed across her tongue and sank into her, and the hunger she had been carrying since the cave roared to life in her chest with a force that made her dizzy.

She wanted more.

Calis’s grip tightened in her hair. His fingers curled against her scalp, and the pressure sent a shiver racing down her spine that met the constant lapping of the water between her thighs.

Tera closed her lips around the head.