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She heard purring, her body relaxed into a solid chest, opening her eyes, Ray shifted nervously, this was the first time she'd woken up within someone's arms, the closeness felt reassuring, a wondrous feeling of both safe and content, she had never experienced this before, she wanted to reach out, to snuggle with him, feeling his hand moved between her bare breasts, she recalled how she moaned and begged beneath him last night, her face blushed with embarrassment. "Oh my god, what have I done." She buried her face into her hands.

"I'd be delighted to show you what we did last night, my mate. In case you forget again." Bau'jah's hand trailed over her curved body suggestively.

"What do you mean by again?" She asked him, raised her face up from her hands.

Giving her a victorious smirk, he reminded her, "the night you were drunk," he looked at her intently and continued, "you were on top of me...tried to kiss me." He furrowed his brow at the strange word kiss, "what is kiss?" He asked her.

"I tried to kiss you?!" Ray exclaimed. Oh god, she was appalled by her audacity that she actually flirted with him way before last night, she didn't even remember a thing! She felt so ashamed at herself right now, definitely another reason not to drink again, ever.

"Yes, what is kiss, my mate?" He asked her again.

"Um...it's a thing we do when showing someone affection." She explained with a blush.

"Show me." He trilled, eyes locked to her with curiosity.

She licked her lips and swallowed, hesitantly - she raised her hands to hold his face and stared at him, it was strange that she felt somehow drawn to him in a way that she couldn't help herself. Slowly she leaned into him, she placed a light kiss on his tusk first, then continued to kiss the other tusks and his jawline with the same fashion, his mandibles twitched at the new sensations, they flared slightly, the opening gave her access to plant a lingering trail of kisses on his inner mouth. Lowering her hands to his neck, she stuck out her tongue boldly, brushed across his mouth before ran her tongue around it, she repeated the action several times, until her tongue met with his, her heart raced, she moaned at the intimate contact as their tongues danced and twined with each other hungrily, she liked the taste of his spicy, musky jungle smell, it was foreign yet erotically pleasurable. When she had to come up for air, she managed to break their kiss, her chest heaved as she took in a deep breath. She looked him in the eyes and saw his big yellow orbs stared back at her, gleaming dangerously with unsaid desire. Oh no...she gasped inwardly, this was supposed to be a simple kiss.

"Red..." she called his name, then whatever words she intended to speak were lost.

Immediately, he pushed her down, kissing her in a way that she had shown him earlier, but more eagerly. His forked tongue roamed on her rosy lips, slithered into her mouth to taste her as her tongue rubbed along his, her lips were so soft and sweet, he nibbled them with need.

"This kiss thing is better than I thought, my mate." He said in a low rumble whilst his hand explored her upper body.

His gaze seared her with erotic hunger, once again it sent a shiver down her spine as his touch grew wild, and left her shaking.

"I...ah...should rest..." She panted.

But it was too late, his desire too fiery, he wanted to take her again, hard and deep. It was strange how his body had reacted to her just by a simple touch, and her sweet arousal mixed with his musky scent stirred him again. His weight pinned her into the bed, his fingers caressed her moist opening as she bucked her hips against him with small whimpers.

"You are such a wanton little creature, my mate," he rumbled with appreciation, sexual desire ringing in his deep voice, "so soft," he ran his rough tongue across a nipple, "so sweet," he then lapped all the way down to her torso as he slid his fingers into her.