Free Mercenary's Reward by Stephanie Snow Page A

throat.
    Jai released her hands to grip her shoulders, and her eyes shone up at him as she used her freedom to fondle his balls while she sucked. The combination of sensations snapped his control. The pulsing in his sac traveled swiftly, and his cum shot out in thick, long streams. He opened his eyes in time to see Mieli pull back slightly, her lips and chin covered in the creamy fluid. Her hands were busy, though, pulling and stroking his member while he continued to jettison his seed across her chest. At last the spasms eased, and Jai let himself come to rest beside Mieli on the blanket.
    He was stunned and more grateful than he'd ever been in his life. There were no words, in her language or his, that could possibly articulate how he felt at this moment. Mieli had been his fantasy come to life, her hands on herself and his body in the tender ways he had so craved. Jai was certain there was nothing he wanted more in this life than to never let her go.
    AFTER SHE CLEANED up, Mieli came back to the blanket and lay down next to Jai. He was still relaxed, but his eyes were open, and he watched her avidly.
    She was feeling pretty optimistic, mainly because he'd been so willing to let her pleasure him. It told her that he wasn't averse to letting her take control, at least part of the time. A seep of slick warmth on her upper thighs reminded her that there was more she wanted from him tonight. Lust for Jai was sharp and hot in her blood, and she physically ached to get all that hard thickness into her body again.
    Whatever hesitation still lurked in the recesses of her mind, she was not willing to sabotage her opportunity with Jai over it. Kyre was dead; she was going to leave him and the pain he'd caused her in that clearing where it belonged. She was ready to move on.
    Determined to rouse Jai's interest, she boldly met his gaze and reached out to push at the edges of the uniform he still wore. Without any hesitation, he peeled it off and laid it aside. Between his legs she could see that he was thickening and lengthening. Curious about his body and drunk on carnal fantasies, Mieli urged him onto his back and settled next to him. She sat up on her heels and ran her fingertips over the broad expanse of his shoulders and chest.
    She traced the lines of definition in his muscles and marveled at the complexity and strength implied there. His tiny, flat nipples received teasing flicks and a quick lap from her tongue. When she reached his abdomen, the rigid evidence of his renewed desire rose in a straight line to his navel.
    More than ready, Mieli eagerly straddled his waist. The memory of the night before had lost its unhappy edge, and she only remembered now how exquisitely full she'd felt on his cock. Impatient, she struggled to align their bodies as she tried in vain to rise onto him.
    Then Jai's hands settled on her hips and lifted her effortlessly over the thick head of his erection. There was a small smile on his face, and she could feel her own mouth open a little on a sharp breath. Against her opening, the bulbous crown pressed insistently. She was so wet and slippery that the only resistance was the tightness of her cunt, and it gave way quickly under the firm pressure.
    Once she'd sunk down onto that hard knob, Jai released her hips, and Mieli knelt with her hands on his muscled waist. The first few inches inside her felt like heaven, tight and unbelievably thick. Below the head, the shaft narrowed a little toward the base but looked too long to fit fully.
    Mieli, suddenly determined to get as much as she could, relaxed her thighs and took another couple of inches. Beneath her, Jai made noises of encouragement, so she took a little more, only to shudder in delight at the feel of him inside her. Unable to deny her body, she started a slow rhythm to rock him deeper and deeper.
    Gradually her speed increased until she was riding him vigorously. Every downward stroke brought her almost flush against him, but she couldn't take