Bridget’s Bane – Icehome Read Online Ruby Dixon

Categories Genre: Alien, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
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It feels good to realize it myself, though. To acknowledge it. We'll find a way to make things work between us, I tell myself. While my insides cringe at the thought of having penis-in-vagina sex with A'tam again, there's got to be a way we can make it work. We'll get there eventually, I tell myself.

For now, though, we can take our time and please each other.

I smile down at him and kiss his mouth, then move lower. My skin still feels flushed from my orgasm, and I feel boneless and loose, my pulse humming almost as loud as my khui. Between my thighs, I'm wet and slippery, but that's fine. I'll clean up later. For now, I'm going to ignore all of that and concentrate on my lover. I press a kiss to the center of his chest, and then creep steadily lower, kissing again at the middle of his stomach and then below his navel.

He lets out a ragged breath. "You…I thought you said you would tug."

"Changed my mind," I say in a low voice. "I thought I'd use my mouth instead. Is that okay?"

A'tam groans and props up on his elbows, his tail flicking madly against the blankets. "I want to watch."

I swallow another giggle. That is who A'tam is, and his eagerness doesn't surprise me. I kiss my way down a bit more, and then sit up, studying his cock. It's definitely as large as I remember…possibly larger. The head of him is thick, with a prominent ridge around the mushroom tip. Ridges dance along his impressive length and veins trace the skin between them. His cock is flushed a deeper shade of blue than the rest of him, and the head of him is slick with pre-cum, bead after bead dripping down his skin. I put my hand near the base, measuring him. Bigger than I remember for sure. I slide my fingers around the base and my grip is not even close to closing. I swallow hard, trying not to get all nervous again. Nothing's going to happen, I remind myself. Tonight is just about pleasure.

"It is big, isn't it?" A'tam casts me a worried look. "Too big."

I never believed in such a thing before I met him. Size was just something you hoped for in a partner. If he had a larger than average dick, yay! If not, no big deal. But A'tam isn't just larger than average. He's larger than I can handle, and that fills me with all kinds of anxiety and dread, even as I squeeze my fingers around the base of him.

"You do not have to—" he begins, voice thick.

"No," I say quickly. "I want to do this for you. I might not be able to fit a lot into my mouth, but I can still make you feel good." I give him a confident smile that I'm mostly faking, because I don't want to hurt his feelings, not after he's made me feel so wonderful. I can work with whatever he's bringing to the table, as long as I'm prepared, I remind myself. When I'm ready to take on his Godzilla dick, there are things we can use. Slick oils we can try to use as lube. Lots and lots of foreplay.

And if that all fails, all he needs to do to get our khuis to stop humming wildly is to get me pregnant. We can always try manual ways if nothing else. He can stick the tip in maybe, and we can figure it out from there. There's nothing to get panicked over just yet, especially not when it's just a blowjob.

So I take a deep breath, give him my most sultry smile, and then lick the head of his cock.

A'tam makes an unholy sound. He jerks against my grip, and in the next moment, he spills over. Hot cum floods over the tip of his cock, covering my hand and spattering against my chin.

Oops. Okay, so that didn't go as planned. I bite my lip, looking up at him as his head flings back and his hips quake with the force of his release. His seed is thick and hot, and far more of it flows out of him than I expected. Poor guy was holding a lot in, and I give him a little squeeze of my fingers again as he sucks in deep breaths, trying to get ahold of himself.

He flops back down into the blankets and covers his eyes with his hand. "I…did not mean to do that." He's still gulping for breath, his chest heaving, and the cock in my hand is as hard as ever.

I peel my sticky fingers off of him. "It's okay," I say softly. "We're both still kinda new to each other. We'll figure it all out. I'll just make you feel good next time, deal?"


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