Darkest Desire (Kindred Tales – The Twisted System #2) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alien, Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi Tags Authors: Series: Kindred Tales - The Twisted System Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85794 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
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“We’ll manage—just ask me for help any time you need it.” Sirex put one hand on her bare lower back. “Now lay across my lap and let me examine you.”

Phoebe shivered slightly but lay down as he asked with her behind in the air. She had never put back on her discarded clothing so her bare ass was easy to see.

“Hmm…” Sirex ran one hand carefully over her ripe globes, testing for heat. There was still some warmth to her skin—he hadn’t held back much while spanking her. But when he ran his fingers further down to the place where her buttocks met her upper thighs, Phoebe tensed up and squeezed her legs together.

“Sir, please…” she murmured, though she made no move to get off his lap.

“Please what?” he growled, frowning. “Part your legs right now, Phoebe—let me see what you’re trying to hide. Did I hurt you here somehow?”

He didn’t think that he had, but it was hard to be certain without checking for sure.

With a submissive little sigh, she parted her legs at last, allowing Sirex to see her inner thighs and her pussy—both of which were shiny with her juices.

“Is this what you didn’t want me to see?” Sirex slipped his fingers between her thighs and stroked lightly over her outer pussy lips. “Are you still ashamed of being a Numalla?”

“I don’t know. I just…I don’t know why I got so wet when you…when you spanked me.” She sounded both confused and ashamed…but also aroused—Sirex could smell her desire perfuming the air between them.

“Maybe it was because you wanted to submit,” he suggested, his voice going slightly hoarse. Gods, the idea that his spanking her had gotten her turned on made him aroused as well. Did giving herself over to him completely really make her that hot?

Apparently it did, because she was moaning softly and writhing on his lap.

“Please, Sir—this is so embarrassing!”

“What? Opening your thighs for me and letting me see your soft little pussy?” He stroked her outer pussy lips again. “You never have to be embarrassed with me, baby. It’s not embarrassing to be a good girl and spread your thighs for me.”

It was unclear where they were heading with this, but just then there was a knock on the door and a voice called,

“Excuse me, but I have some clothing and accoutrements for Lord Sirex and his female!”

“I’d better get that.” Reluctantly, Sirex pushed Phoebe gently off his lap and onto the bed. He got up and went to the door.

Outside the carved wooden door was a young male servant in gold, green, and purple livery.

“Excuse me my Lord, but the Undersecretary sends you these with his compliments,” he said, nodding down at the pile of clothing he had in his arms.

Sirex was about to take the pile from him when a silver gleaming thing on top of the clothes caught his eye.

“What’s this?” he asked, picking it up and turning it from side to side. It looked a little like the human tool called “pliers” except it had two inward curving jaws that narrowed to sharp silver needles. Hanging from one of these needles was a round golden ring that was split in the middle.

“Oh—that’s an automatic nipple piercer, my Lord,” the servant said quickly. “The Undersecretary said to tell you that it’s easy to use—you simply put the nipple between the jaws and squeeze once. It even puts the nipple ring in at the same time—see?” He nodded at the golden ring, gleaming against the silver needle it was suspended from.

Sirex frowned.

“I see. You can take that back—I won’t be using it.”

The servant boy’s face went pale.

“Oh please, my Lord! If I bring anything back, I’ll get into trouble! Please just take it—you have no need to use it if you don’t want to.”

“Well…all right.” Sirex sighed and picked up another object from the top of the pile. “What’s this thing, then?” he asked, waving it in the air. It was a thick rod about as long as his hand with a smooth, bulging head and a jeweled base. It was oddly phallic shaped, Sirex thought. What could it be for?

“Oh, that’s the pussy plug for your female,” the servant said helpfully. “All women wear them here in the palace. Lord Thruck says it keeps them from putting their naughty fingers in their honeypots.”

“What?” It was Phoebe again. She had gotten off the bed and come to stand beside Sirex in the doorway. “I’ve already got on these damn bracelets,” she said, frowning at the servant as she held up her wrists with the golden manacles. “How does he expect me to get anywhere near my ‘honeypot’ with these on? I mean, how many more precautions against female pleasure can he take?”

The servant went red around the ears and his eyes went wide.


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