Page 79 of Mazorium Buys a Human

“You’re obsessed with my reproductive organs,” I teased as I did what she asked. The air felt blessedly cool and steamcurled up from my skin. I separated all my back plates to help disseminate the heat my body had been absorbing while in the water.

“I might be a little obsessed,” she agreed with a laugh, moving closer to me. I gripped the edge of the pool to keep myself from reaching for her. She liked exploring my body, and it took enormous effort to remain still for her.

She put a hand on the pouch, pressing her palm flat. Unlike the overlapping keratin plates covering the rest of my body, the plates outside the mating pouch were small and bead-like. She ran her hand over it, feeling the outline of my hardening shaft inside.

“I know this is an evolutionary adaptation and not specifically designed for me,” she said. “But still, I love the feel of both the inside and outside of your pouch. The outside is tough but smooth.”

She moved her hand up and ran her fingers over the seam. “But I know the inside is unbelievably soft.”

My hands tightened on the rock ledge as she slipped a finger inside. It felt like an invasion, as if my body should be rejecting the intrusion. But it was also intensely pleasurable. No one had ever done that to me before Mika, and I thanked the ancestors that she was obsessed with my body.

“Is this okay?” she asked, slipping in another finger. That was new, normally she only used one digit.

“Y-y-yes,” I stuttered. The intrusion stung a little but also felt so very good. I forgot I should be focused on her pleasure and let my head drop back with a moan. “More, please!”

She pressed a third finger into my sheath and sank them deep enough to stroke the head of my shaft. I shuddered and almost lost my footing.

“What are you doing to me?” I groaned.

“Finding your G-spot,” she said, her voice heavy with arousal. If she stood up from the water, I was sure I’d be able to smell it on her. Even the thought of it made my mouth water.

I didn’t know what a G-spot was, but I assumed it was the human term for a place that was arousing when touched.

“Please continue to explore,” I said, my sensual rumble loud in the quiet area. “I’m your most willing test subject.”

When she pulled her fingers out, I thought I must’ve said something wrong, but then she pressed her whole hand inside.

I cried out as the pressure inside my pouch became almost unbearable. There was a moment of pleasure that bordered on pain, and then my pouch snapped back, freeing Mika’s hand, my shaft, and my seed sack.

“I wonder if I could fit both hands in there?” she asked, taking my shaft in both hands and holding it in a firm grip.

Her words didn’t register right away in my dazed brain, especially with her soft palms squeezing my cock.

“You might kill me,” I said, finally understanding what she’d said. “But I’d die a very happy male and would brag to all the ancestors about how it happened.”

That made her laugh while she stroked me. I was able to remain still for three full up-and-down movements of her hand, but no more.

“It’s my turn to explore,” I declared, standing up and grabbing her under her arms. I turned and sat her on the edge of the pool where I’d been and pressed her back.

“I guess that’s only fair,” she agreed with a naughty grin.

I leaned over and put my mouth to her ear. “It’s not only fair, it’s necessary.”

Then I nipped the skin under her ear. With a moan, she turned her head to give me better access. I kissed, licked, and nipped my way from her neck down to her breasts. By now I had learned exactly how she liked to be touched.

With great pleasure, I sucked a nipple into my mouth, tasting the milk she fed Nadia. I didn’t do it long before moving to cup her entire breast with my hand.

“Your body amazes me,” I said, kneading her flesh with gentle but firm pressure. “Not only did you create Nadia, but you’re able to provide her sustenance. You claim to be obsessed with my biology, but I’m in awe of yours.”

“I…oh!”

She was going to say something, but I’d returned to worshiping every part of her body with my mouth, giving her a sharp little nip on the underside of her breast. She moaned and arched her back, inviting me to do it again.

“This body is so perfect it should be the standard by which all other humans are measured,” I continued, nipping and licking as I moved from her breast to her belly. “You’re a work of art, my Mika. My human.”

I got to the curly hair protecting her sex and moved one of my hands from her breast to gently part her folds. The scent of arousal filled my nose as I gazed at the glistening flesh.

Giving into what I’d wanted to do all along, I covered that little nub of nerves with my mouth. I sucked on her, similar to the way Nadia suckled at her breasts. My sustenance wasn’t milk, it was the moans, groans, and cries coming from her mouth.