Berrr's Vow
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“What are you doing?”
“Be still.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Be still?”
He lifted away from her slightly and lowered down her body so his face was level with her chest. His gaze tore from hers to lower to her breasts, which were almost spilling out of her push-up bra. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply through his nose, another purr coming softly from him.
“You smell so good.”
“I shouldn’t. Those assholes who took me only let me wash down with water before they tried to sell me. They didn’t even have soap or shampoo.” Blue eyes lifted, meeting Shanna’s. “You smell sweet and good.” She inhaled him, his scent was masculine in a soft musky, woodsy way that she’d noticed when she’d put on his shirt. Whatever cologne he used was worth the price. Getting a load of his house was cluing her in that Berrr had prestige on his planet so he probably only had the best of everything Zorn could offer.
He lowered his face right into the valley of her breasts, making Shanna gasp out.
Her fingers gripped his head, fingertips sliding into his dark hair she fisted, and gave him a hard tug. He responded by doing the opposite of what she wanted, actually pressing tighter against her skin. He turned his face to the right and nuzzled the side of her breast. A hot, wet tongue swiped her skin suddenly, making her jerk under him.
“Hey, knock that off!”
Berrr growled deep against her, ignoring her command, only to turn his face into the left side of her breast where he licked her skin again before opening his mouth wider. Teeth gently scraped the area between her breasts and then he tugged hard on material. Her breast spilled free after he used his teeth to rip the material holding her bra cups together completely apart.
He refused to move his face away even as her fingers gripped his hair tighter, fisting it in both hands to frantically jerk on him to get him to back up. He ignored her as though she wasn’t pulling at his hair at all. His mouth was hot and wet as he closed over a nipple to take a seriously generous amount inside his even hotter mouth. He sucked hard.
Shock tore through Shanna. He wasn’t hurting her but she’d never had a guy ever do this to her before. Sure, she’d had guys suck on her but not this strongly, not the way he was swallowing her down, suckling her, as Berrr was doing. Worse, the feeling was so wonderful she stopped fighting and instead squirmed under him as his mouth tugged harder on her nipple and his teeth rasped over sensitive flesh.
She experienced the intense sensation all the way from her breast down to her clit as though they were connected to each other. What one was feeling the other one was too. The image of him using his mouth lower down her body had her inner vaginal walls clenching as a moan tore from her lips.
Releasing her breast suddenly, he lifted his head to look down her body. He inhaled through his nose again and the sound that came from him almost scared Shanna. It sounded so primal, similar to a wild animal snarling to warn off a predator, that she suffered a flash of fear along with desire.
He kissed her lower, brushing wet, hot ones on her ribs, the center of them, and inched down more. His long hair tickled her sides where it fell forward. He braced his weight with one hand, freeing the other to touch her. His rough, calloused palm swept over her hip and then over the top of her thigh until thick fingers slid between her panties and skin.
“Son of a bitch,” Shanna gasped when Berrr gave a hard tug on her hips and inner thighs.
The sound of material tearing penetrated her brain the same second that she realized what the tug meant, air hitting her where her panties had been. Berrr tossed the destroyed piece of clothing away, jerking it out from under her easily, leaving Shanna totally exposed.
Frantically clutching at hair and his shoulder, she tried to yank his head up and away from where his nose was now pressing. Berrr snarled at her, refusing to lift away from the vee of her thighs. He nuzzled the side of her leg with his chin, pushing at her thigh, obviously trying to get her to open them up to him.
“Stop it!”
Berrr’s head lifted and his bright blue gaze locked with Shanna’s shocked ones. His eyes narrowed and the look on his face frightened her by the intensity of passion she saw reflected there.
“What are you doing? You can’t do that, damn it. That’s just rude. Get your face away from there and just let me up.”
“Show me everything,” he said in a deep, raspy voice. “Put your legs over my shoulders and bend your knees so I can get a look at you.”
Shanna was speechless as she grasped what he wanted her to do, for her to spread her damn legs and show him her girl goods. Admittedly, she was more than slightly turned-on but she was also slightly scared, unsure which emotion was stronger.
“I won’t hurt you, Shanna. Your scent calls to me and I want to see your clit. Zorn women don’t have them on the outside of their bodies. I’ll show you my body after I’m done exploring yours. Open up for me.”
I could use a few shots of bourbon right now, she thought, biting her lip while she debated. He was bound so he couldn’t fuck her. She had wondered how different Zorn men looked with their pants off compared to a human guy. She got his curiosity but he was asking her to be completely vulnerable to him, showing him her pussy. She didn’t go around playing show and tell—ever. She just stared into his beautiful eyes as their gazes remained locked.
“Show me, Shanna.” His voice tone softened. “I no longer have your legs trapped between mine. Open up and let me explore you.”
She took a few deep breaths. “So if I show you mine, you’ll show me yours? This is a game I never played growing up.”
A frown twisted his lips down. “I play no game. I will show you whatever you want to see on my body.”
Staring into his eyes, she made some split-second decisions. He had saved her from slavery, killed that bastard Gohl who had stolen her from Earth, and when she’d kicked him on his ass, he had reacted with amusement rather than blowing a fuse. He was a good guy and she did trust that he wouldn’t hurt her or become some kind of monster who was going to do something horrible to her.
“Okay but I’m not real comfortable with this.”
“Is the bed not soft enough?”
“The bed is fine. I don’t let men see me down there, Berrr. It’s a very personal thing with me to show a guy my girl parts.”
“Be still.”
Her eyebrows rose. “Be still?”
He lifted away from her slightly and lowered down her body so his face was level with her chest. His gaze tore from hers to lower to her breasts, which were almost spilling out of her push-up bra. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply through his nose, another purr coming softly from him.
“You smell so good.”
“I shouldn’t. Those assholes who took me only let me wash down with water before they tried to sell me. They didn’t even have soap or shampoo.” Blue eyes lifted, meeting Shanna’s. “You smell sweet and good.” She inhaled him, his scent was masculine in a soft musky, woodsy way that she’d noticed when she’d put on his shirt. Whatever cologne he used was worth the price. Getting a load of his house was cluing her in that Berrr had prestige on his planet so he probably only had the best of everything Zorn could offer.
He lowered his face right into the valley of her breasts, making Shanna gasp out.
Her fingers gripped his head, fingertips sliding into his dark hair she fisted, and gave him a hard tug. He responded by doing the opposite of what she wanted, actually pressing tighter against her skin. He turned his face to the right and nuzzled the side of her breast. A hot, wet tongue swiped her skin suddenly, making her jerk under him.
“Hey, knock that off!”
Berrr growled deep against her, ignoring her command, only to turn his face into the left side of her breast where he licked her skin again before opening his mouth wider. Teeth gently scraped the area between her breasts and then he tugged hard on material. Her breast spilled free after he used his teeth to rip the material holding her bra cups together completely apart.
He refused to move his face away even as her fingers gripped his hair tighter, fisting it in both hands to frantically jerk on him to get him to back up. He ignored her as though she wasn’t pulling at his hair at all. His mouth was hot and wet as he closed over a nipple to take a seriously generous amount inside his even hotter mouth. He sucked hard.
Shock tore through Shanna. He wasn’t hurting her but she’d never had a guy ever do this to her before. Sure, she’d had guys suck on her but not this strongly, not the way he was swallowing her down, suckling her, as Berrr was doing. Worse, the feeling was so wonderful she stopped fighting and instead squirmed under him as his mouth tugged harder on her nipple and his teeth rasped over sensitive flesh.
She experienced the intense sensation all the way from her breast down to her clit as though they were connected to each other. What one was feeling the other one was too. The image of him using his mouth lower down her body had her inner vaginal walls clenching as a moan tore from her lips.
Releasing her breast suddenly, he lifted his head to look down her body. He inhaled through his nose again and the sound that came from him almost scared Shanna. It sounded so primal, similar to a wild animal snarling to warn off a predator, that she suffered a flash of fear along with desire.
He kissed her lower, brushing wet, hot ones on her ribs, the center of them, and inched down more. His long hair tickled her sides where it fell forward. He braced his weight with one hand, freeing the other to touch her. His rough, calloused palm swept over her hip and then over the top of her thigh until thick fingers slid between her panties and skin.
“Son of a bitch,” Shanna gasped when Berrr gave a hard tug on her hips and inner thighs.
The sound of material tearing penetrated her brain the same second that she realized what the tug meant, air hitting her where her panties had been. Berrr tossed the destroyed piece of clothing away, jerking it out from under her easily, leaving Shanna totally exposed.
Frantically clutching at hair and his shoulder, she tried to yank his head up and away from where his nose was now pressing. Berrr snarled at her, refusing to lift away from the vee of her thighs. He nuzzled the side of her leg with his chin, pushing at her thigh, obviously trying to get her to open them up to him.
“Stop it!”
Berrr’s head lifted and his bright blue gaze locked with Shanna’s shocked ones. His eyes narrowed and the look on his face frightened her by the intensity of passion she saw reflected there.
“What are you doing? You can’t do that, damn it. That’s just rude. Get your face away from there and just let me up.”
“Show me everything,” he said in a deep, raspy voice. “Put your legs over my shoulders and bend your knees so I can get a look at you.”
Shanna was speechless as she grasped what he wanted her to do, for her to spread her damn legs and show him her girl goods. Admittedly, she was more than slightly turned-on but she was also slightly scared, unsure which emotion was stronger.
“I won’t hurt you, Shanna. Your scent calls to me and I want to see your clit. Zorn women don’t have them on the outside of their bodies. I’ll show you my body after I’m done exploring yours. Open up for me.”
I could use a few shots of bourbon right now, she thought, biting her lip while she debated. He was bound so he couldn’t fuck her. She had wondered how different Zorn men looked with their pants off compared to a human guy. She got his curiosity but he was asking her to be completely vulnerable to him, showing him her pussy. She didn’t go around playing show and tell—ever. She just stared into his beautiful eyes as their gazes remained locked.
“Show me, Shanna.” His voice tone softened. “I no longer have your legs trapped between mine. Open up and let me explore you.”
She took a few deep breaths. “So if I show you mine, you’ll show me yours? This is a game I never played growing up.”
A frown twisted his lips down. “I play no game. I will show you whatever you want to see on my body.”
Staring into his eyes, she made some split-second decisions. He had saved her from slavery, killed that bastard Gohl who had stolen her from Earth, and when she’d kicked him on his ass, he had reacted with amusement rather than blowing a fuse. He was a good guy and she did trust that he wouldn’t hurt her or become some kind of monster who was going to do something horrible to her.
“Okay but I’m not real comfortable with this.”
“Is the bed not soft enough?”
“The bed is fine. I don’t let men see me down there, Berrr. It’s a very personal thing with me to show a guy my girl parts.”
