Free Odd Coupling by Jaylee Davis

slipped another finger inside, stretching her vaginal opening to
accept the second. The added feeling of fullness turned to sheer
delight, and when his finger fucked her while rubbing her clit,
Bethany wanted to scream in ecstasy. Instead, she clutched his
shoulders, trying to find something to hold on to as waves of
pleasure washed over her. She was seconds from coming and
desperately aching for release as he pulled his hand away from her
pussy to leave her teetering on the edge of rapture.
    Before she could scream in
frustration, his lips captured hers once more in a kiss filled with
sexual promise. In the next moment, he shifted his hold. Bethany’s
feet left the floor as his powerful arms swooped to lift her up,
crushing her to his chest. He carried her out of the bedroom. She
drew her head back to break their kiss.
    She stared into a pair of green eyes
lit with raw desire. “Don’t you want to go to bed?”
    He blinked and stumbled to a stop. His
passionate expression turned to confusion. She thought she also
detected a slight look of pain.
    “ You wish to sleep?” He
panted. “Now?”
    “ No!” Bethany shook her
head for added emphasis to make sure he understood. “I don’t want
to sleep.”
    He stared at her and his eyes narrowed
as he tilted his head. He swallowed hard between pants. Since he
didn’t seem able to speak, she put her hand on his masculine cheek
and stroked the velvety striped skin with her fingers. His eyes
closed and he nuzzled into her palm. He shuddered, but his
breathing had calmed.
    “ I want to couple with you,
Bethany.” His voice sounded hoarse.
    The raw depths of his desire came
through in his tone. She was stunned. He spoke the truth. He really
wanted to couple with her—badly.
    “ When you say coupling you
mean have sex with me, right?”
    He nodded eagerly. “You are ready for
me. I smell your need. Don’t be afraid, Bethany. I won’t hurt you,
and I’ll pleasure you before coupling…” He broke off and groaned
softly. “If you prefer to go to your bed instead, I will respect
your wishes.”
    Bethany thought she could clear up the
confusion. “I just thought we could have sex in my bed, that’s
all.”
    Her statement seemed to shock him. His
eyes widened as if he was horrified by her suggestion, and his
upper lip pulled back into a snarl. At least he didn’t make any
scary sounds to go along with his obvious disgust. Vren’s head
turned toward the bedroom. Slowly, he gave her a sideways glare. He
shook his head. Bethany suspected the negative movement was more a
reflex than intentional. He blinked several times. She’d also come
to the conclusion his blinking meant that he was thinking—really
hard.
    “ Humans couple…have sex…in
the place where they sleep,” he muttered as if
remembering.
    “ Yes, all the time,”
Bethany said with an encouraging smile in hopes of convincing him
it was okay.
    His eyes narrowed again and his ears
swept back. She knew that look. He was either mad or
suspicious.
    “ I did not smell another
male in your bed.”
    “ There isn’t one!” It
amazed her how fast he could change the subject. “That’s beside the
point,” she added to redirect the conversation. “Why don’t you want
to have sex with me in my bed?”
    She’d almost decided it was too much
trouble, anyway. The only thing that kept her libido humming at the
moment was his heavily-muscled chest with its ripped pectorals
decorated with a pair of nipples surrounded by mocha-colored discs.
She wanted to lick them.
    “ My species does not couple
in their sleeping areas.” The sharp tone of his voice left little
doubt about how repulsed he was by the idea. Their gazes locked,
and a soft frustrated-sounding growl came from him. “Could we use
your couch?”
    Bethany grinned and threaded her
fingers through his multicolored mane until she reached his ear.
Glad it wasn’t the one near his injury, she slowly scratched around
the base, teasing him. His reaction