She might not have been comfortable, and then Hya would have offered his fingers. Still uncomfortable, his lips, after bathing all of them within her.

"You see?" he asked, his voice a low rasp. "How intoxicating you are? The sweet and then the tang? The way it lays on your tongue, until you need more. Another nuzzle. Another lick. Damn everything else, for one more taste of you."