Chapter 92

"Humans," I advised him breathlessly as he nibbled my hipbones, "sometimes coat each other in things that taste good and then lick it off."

They found that funny. I had to laugh as Evan continued to lick from my waist to my ribs. The image they had was not what I had intended at all.

"I would find it odd to baste you in the juices of roasted meat," Kein said leaning on the post at the center of the bed.

I tried to explain we would use sweet things and they still did not understand. Evan summed up their argument as he started to lick my sensitive breasts.

"I enjoy the taste of you," he said pausing in his worship. "If I wished to taste meat or something edible, I would be tasting that. Now be silent and let me finish," he demanded.

When he made it to my face and tasted my lips, I tasted him back. He liked the attention, but demanded I stop. Evan did not want to get lost tasting my mouth before he was done.

Silly man made me close my eyes and l