“If I had skin as white as Nuni’s, I’d be beaming red right now.”
Ezah hummed. “Your skin is beautifully dark but not dark enough to hide the colour that fills your face.”
I pressed my hands against my cheeks and felt the heat within them.
“When you speak so brazenly, of course I’m going to be embarrassed. I’ve never … this is all very new to me, Ezah.”
“I know, tola, but you need not be embarrassed with me. Talk of sex, and sex itself, will only ever be between us.”
Sex. We were talking about sex. I could have fainted away dead.
“Are we … are we going to have sex? Right now?”
“Do you want to?”
“I think … I’m too nervous. We just became the other’s intended. This is all happening very fast.”
“Then we don’t have to share sex.” Ezah leaned down and kissed my cheek softly. “We can still play, though. Think of it as easing you into the life of a mated female.”
The fact that I was interested in Ezah’s proposal shocked me.
“What … What would playing with me entail exactly?”
“My mouth on you.” He growled deep in his throat. “All over you.”
I enjoyed his kisses immensely, so that didn’t seem too bad.
“Okay,” I said. “I’d like that. We can do kisses.”
My permission was all he needed. He bent down, hoisted me over my shoulder, and fled the family room within the blink of an eye. It took a few minutes of Ezah running up staircases and zooming down multiple hallways, but eventually, we reached a new section of the palace. We entered a foyer that looked like the entrance to a homestead, just way bigger, then we burst into a huge room, and suddenly, I was dropped onto a soft bed.
We were both breathing heavily.
“Never do that again.” I lay flat on the furs, clinging to them. “I thought I was going to pass out. How do you move so fast?”
“Trust me, tola,” Ezah almost snarled the endearment. “My mouth on your body is all the encouragement I need to move swiftly.”
I felt as though I was out of breath as I sat upright.
“What do I do?”
“Strip and let me show you pleasure, tola.”
I got to my feet before Ezah, and I felt so tiny and feminine next to his brute masculine presence.
I was a fumbling bag of nerves, so when I struggled to undo my ensemble, Ezah aided me. He tilted my head back and kissed me thoroughly as we both removed my clothing, and his kiss both put me at ease and kept the fire that he ignited within me burning strong. I felt cool air surround me as the fabric I wore unravelled and fell to the floor, leaving me naked and more vulnerable than I had ever been before. When Ezah broke our kiss and stepped back to look at me, I kept my eyes shut.
“Why do you keep your eyes closed?”
“I’m … I’m scared you won’t like what you see.”
“Are you jesting? I crave this body, tola.”
Relief filled me, and when I opened my eyes and looked up at Ezah, the lust and desire that filled his sunset pink eyes chased away the cold that swirled around me and lessened the nervousness that filled me from head to toe.
“Your body is perfect. From your glowing brown skin to your tiny, stubby toes. Perfect.”
Ezah licked his lips as his eyes fell to my breasts.
“I know they’re small.”
“They’re beautiful.” He snarled. “Dark teats I want to suckle on.”
I gasped. “Grown males do that?”
“I do.” He grinned.
My nipples hardened at the very thought of the act, and when Ezah suddenly got down on his knees before me and came face to face with me, he kept his eyes on me as he lowered his mouth to one of my hardened points. I hissed as the heat of his wet tongue circled my nipple, and when he lightly sucked, my lips parted, and a groan left me. Ezah’s hands suddenly clamped on my bare ass, and his fingers dug into my flesh.
Between my thighs hurt so much that I shifted to try to relieve the ache.
The ache grew as Ezah worshipped my breasts, switching back and forth between them with his mouth. My hands found their way to his white braid, and I gripped the thick mane for dear life. I gasped as I was gently pushed backwards. I fell back onto the warm, soft furs.
“Spread your legs. I want to see you.”
“See what?”
Ezah raised an eyebrow. “What do you think?”
Heat climbed up my neck as I said, “My privates?”
“Privates.” He smiled fondly. “That’s what little ones say.”
“I know it’s called a vagina,” I hurriedly said, embarrassed. “I’m not dumb. I just don’t know other names for it. Do you know any?”
“Mound, sex … Mikoh told me that Kol said his Nova uses the word pussy, and she calls that little bud that pulses away between your folds your clit.”