Chapter Twenty-Six
She only meant to touch him, to tend to his wound. Somehow her lips were locked on his. Pakua didn’t sip at her like his brother did. No, Pakua tried to swallow her whole.
He suckled first her bottom lip, then her top lip, then both her lips together. His teeth scraped at the seam of her mouth, demanding entry. He didn’t knock. He didn’t have to. Her defenses crumbled under his assault and he stole inside.
Beulah was no match for the secret weapon that was Pakua’s tongue. She dodged to her left. He licked the underside of her tongue. She slammed her tongue down. He licked her teeth.
She could only ever remember feeling hot and cold sensations with her teeth. Having a dark, purple alien licking at the spot where the roof of her mouth met her teeth was the most sensual
