CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CyleI sat her down on the bed. I didn't want to let go of her, but it would be easier to rip off her clothes while she wasn't in my arms.
There was no way I would be able to undress her slowly. I’d been waiting for too long. I knew that it was my fault, but that didn’t make it any easier. My c**k was aching to be pushed into her depths. My antennae tingled like crazy.
When I reached for the hem of her shirt, she grasped my wrists to stop me.
“Wait. My turn first. You’ve teased me for long enough.”
“Teased you?” I asked breathlessly.
“Your kilt. It’s time to find out what’s under it.”
I groaned. I supposed I had teased her. It had become a joke among the males mated to Peritan females. None of us had anticipated how intriguing they’d find our kilts. In retrospect, it
