Chapter Thirty-Two
If there was one thing Kaspyn could thank the humans for, it would be their knowledge of tongue sex. Thrasher had so much talent in his tongue that it normally left Kaspyn in a state of euphoria she never wanted to come back from.
His mouth closed over her most sensitive place, drawing a moan of pleasure from her throat. He licked and sucked on her to fulfillment until she could take no more.
She lay in a slumberous state of aftershocks, loving the glow in his eyes as he crawled up her body. “Do females perform tongue sex on their males also?”
Thrasher paused before entering her. “Yes, but you don’t have to do it. I’m happy with being inside you.”
“You like it, no?”
“I do.”
Rolling out from under him, Kaspyn coaxed him to his back and knelt between his legs. She took his erection in her hand. “I would like for you to show me how to pleasure you with my tongue.”
His shaft jerked in reaction to her words. “It’s basically the same concept as what I do to you. You know how you’re sensitive in a certain place?”
At her nod, he continued. “A man is sensitive here.” He reached down and ran his finger beneath the head of his manhood.”
Kaspyn was pretty sure she grasped the concept. She leaned down, enclosed the mushroom shaped tip in her mouth, applied suction and rolled her tongue underneath.
Thrasher hissed, his hips bucking beneath her. “Jesus! Just like that.”
He wrapped his hand around hers and guided her fist up and down his shaft, showing her without words what he liked.
Kaspyn felt powerful in that moment, knowing she pleasured him in the same sense that he’d pleasured her.
It didn’t take her long to know exactly how to take her mate to the edge.
He suddenly cupped her face in his hands; hands, she noticed, that shook slightly. “Stop. I won’t last like this.”
Kaspyn continued her newfound torture, increasing her speed until Thrasher’s thighs tightened and hot jets of his seed expelled into her mouth.
Still Kaspyn didn’t stop. She loved the taste of him, the feel of him losing control, his body a mindless heap of tremors beneath her.
“Daughter?”
The sound of her mother’s voice in her head brought Kaspyn up short. She attempted to block it out, lifting her head to smile down at her mate. “Did you like that?”
“Like it?” Thrasher rasped, his breathing coming in gasps. “It was incredible.”
“Daughter? Answer me.”
“I am busy, Mother. I will be with you shortly.”
“If you will give me a few minutes,” Thrasher assured her, “I’ll be good to go.”
Kaspyn smiled down at him. “Rest, my love. I am more than satisfied from your tongue sex.”
Thrasher grinned. “You are a fast learner, Kaspyn. That was unbelievable.”
“Reading your emotions made it easier for me. I could feel what you felt. It was not difficult to figure out what you liked and did not.”
“I love you, my beautiful mate.”
“And I love you.” Kaspyn bent and kissed his lips. “I am going to the bath house. I will be back momentarily.”
Thrasher nodded. “I’m just gonna lie here and nap until you return.”
Smiling, Kaspyn grabbed a robe from the back of a chair and put it on before leaving the apartment. “I am here, Mother.”
“You must return home at once.” Koral’s anxiety could be felt through their connection.
Kaspyn’s steps faltered. She took a deep breath, wondering how she would break the news to Koral that she wouldn’t be returning to Arkadia.
“I am aware of your recent infatuation with the land walker, Kaspyn. Your father is also aware. To say that he is beyond livid would be an understatement. He met with an army of warriors at sunrise, Kaspyn. They are to wage war on Aukrabah.”
Kaspyn’s stomach lurched. “He cannot do that, Mother. It is my decision to stay here with my mate, not anyone else’s.”
Koral’s gasp resounded through Kaspyn’s head. “You have mated with a land walker?”
“Yes, Mother. And I will not leave him.”
“Then he will die.”
Nausea rolled through Kaspyn. “Father would kill his own daughter’s mate? He would sentence me to a life of grief and loneliness?”
“You can mate another, Kaspyn. Land walkers do not mate for eternity. Once he is gone, you will—”
“No!” Kaspyn snapped, cutting off her mother’s rambling. “Thrasher is my mate. I love him, Mother. I cannot leave him.”
There was a brief pause. “Your father is leaving at nightfall. He is bringing three hundred of our best warriors. Many lives will be lost, Kaspyn, including your land walker’s. Now, I suggest you gather the group you went there with and head home at once. The fate of Aukrabah rests on your shoulders.” The connection severed.
Kaspyn stumbled inside the bath house, stunned and more than a little terrified. Her father was planning on attacking Aukrabah if she stayed. She couldn’t leave Thrasher, she just couldn’t.
“I felt your grief from my room, Princess Kaspyn,” Syrina announced, hurrying into the bath house. “What has happened?”
Kaspyn turned to face the beautiful Syrina. “Father knows of my human mate. He has threatened to destroy all of Aukrabah if I do not return home at once.”
Syrina’s eyes grew large. “What are you going to do?”
What was she going to do? Kaspyn wondered, staring into Syrina’s amber-colored eyes. “I do not know.”
“You must tell your mate of this. He is a very intelligent male, he will know what to do.”
Kaspyn shook her head. “I cannot tell him, Syrina. He will demand to fight for me. Father will destroy him. I know that in my heart.”
“If you cannot tell him, then you must leave him before it is too late.”
Tears of denial threatened Kaspyn’s exposure. She met Syrina’s worried gaze. “He will hate me.”
“I know,” Syrina quietly answered. “But it is the only way to ensure that he does not die.”
Kaspyn’s chest hurt so bad she nearly doubled over from the pain of it. “There has to be another way.”
“You know there is not, my friend. Perhaps we will think of something once your father has calmed his ire.”
“Go tell the others to ready themselves. We leave through the Pool of Enlightenment immediately.”
Syrina nodded and turned to go. She stopped when Kaspyn didn’t follow.
Kaspyn wiped at her teary eyes. “I will be along momentarily. There is something that I must do first.”
“Syrina?” Kaspyn called as the other Arkadian female started off down the hall.
“Yes?”
“Be sure that the others tell no one.”
Kaspyn stood in the bath house fighting nausea long after Syrina’s departure. She took several deep breaths, closed her eyes, and sought out Thrasher only to find him asleep. If she planned on going, now would be the time to do it.
Hurrying back to their apartment, Kaspyn snatched up a piece of paper, grabbed a pencil and wrote through her tears: I have made a mistake in coming here. Though I have grown to care for you, I simply cannot live in Aukrabah, especially with a land walker. Father would never approve. Do not come after me as my mind is made up. Take care, Kaspyn.
She laid the note on the kitchen table, her heart breaking with a force that wrenched a moan of pain from her throat.
It took everything Kaspyn had to walk out that door. With tears dripping from her chin, she pushed into Thrasher’s mind. “Sleep.”
Stepping into the hall, she glanced longingly back toward the room, “I love you my mate. I will love you until I die.”