Bridget’s Bane – Icehome Read Online Ruby Dixon

Categories Genre: Alien, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
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That gets his attention. A'tam gives me a hungry look, leaning in and sliding a hand over my bare shoulder. He wants me to lie back down again. I do so, but this time, I'm not relaxed. Every inch of my body is humming with awareness of him, and I want to moan when his big hand plays over my collarbones. "If your teats are sensitive, can I kiss them?"

I suck in a breath. He's never paid attention to my breasts before, and thinking about Farli makes me wonder if it's not a thing with his people. Maybe they just don't notice that sort of thing? Maybe that's why he was so quick to race through foreplay before? It makes me feel a twinge of guilt at how unfair I've been to him. I'm not ready to go all the way yet, but I'm starting to feel less like he's unreasonable and more like we've both just been talking past each other for the last month.

I reach up and brush my fingers over his cheek, gazing up at him. Firelight flickers over his face, and he's never looked more handsome. "You can kiss them," I tell him. "I'd like that very much."

He grins and turns his head, pressing his face against my palm and kissing it. "Good, because I want to do it very much."

Seems like we're agreed. Before I can say anything, he reaches over to the band and tugs on the knot, undoing it. My tits bounce and then fall free from the binding, and he stares down at them in sheer fascination. My body clenches at his hot gaze and I try not to squirm, because they're just tits. But when my nipples prick with need and he watches them with such an intense gaze, it makes everything in my body heat up another notch. How is it that just him staring at me makes me wildly aroused? The sa-khui and the islanders both are completely casual about nudity. I've seen lots of dicks and balls since arriving, and more buns than a bakery. I know Angie, Harlow, Gail and Liz—and now Veronica—have whipped out a tit to feed a baby. Boobs shouldn't be a new thing for him.

But something tells me that because they're my boobs, they're special to him…and I like that.

A'tam holds something out to me…and I realize it's that damn stick. "Right."

"Do you want me to stop?" he asks immediately, then leans down to kiss me on the mouth.

I shake my head. "No. I think I'd like for you to touch my breasts." I sound all breathless, like a teenager making out for the first time. In a way, that's how this feels. Like we're learning each other. Like we're starting over. It gives me so much hope.

Maybe this thing between us isn't broken after all. Maybe we just needed a pause and reset.

A'tam rests on his side next to me, gazing down at my body. He stares at my breasts with fascination, and I can't tell if it's a good sort of consideration or a bad one. It's like he's figured out some new aspect of me that he has no idea what to do with—kinda like I was when I first saw a spur, I suppose.

I still think those are overrated.

My alien mate leans over and presses a light, fluttery kiss between my breasts. It's sweet, but at the same time, it's ever so slightly disappointing. Of all the sensitive places on my body, that isn't one. His mouth is right over where my khui is housed against my heart, thrumming away and singing its desperate song. Do I say something? I don't want him to feel as if I'm demanding that he pleasure me a certain way. He—

A'tam turns his head and nuzzles my breast, his beard grazing over my skin and his tongue flicking over my nipple.

And fuck, that is everything. I moan, unable to help myself. I forget all about the stupid secrets stick and bury my hands in his hair, holding him against my breast as he rubs his mouth against my skin and licks my nipple again. "A'tam," I whimper. "Oh."

"Is this pleasing you?" he asks in a husky voice, but I know he can tell from the sounds I'm making that it absolutely does. "Do you like my mouth on your teats?"

Fuck me, dirty talk. I never thought I'd be down for something like that, but hearing him talk about my body even as he puts his mouth on it? It gets me incredibly turned on. I writhe on the furs, feeding my breast against his teasing lips, pushing the nipple against his mouth. "Yes. God, yes."

He groans and plumps my breast, feeding the nipple into his hungry mouth. "You are so soft here," he tells me. "So soft, but these little teats have such hard tips. Are they sensitive?"



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