Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“What…what is it? Why did you stop? Why haven’t you bitten me yet?” Madeline panted.
“Well…there’s a problem.” Grath frowned. “Your panties are in the way—they’re keeping me from seeing everything I need to see.”
“They…they are?” Madeline asked, looking down at herself. “But if I take them off…”
“Then your soft little pussy will be all bare,” Grath rumbled, looking up at her with half-lidded eyes. “And I’ll see how wet you’re getting. Is that it, baby?”
“Well…yes,” Madeline admitted, biting her lip again. “It’s so…so embarrassing.”
“Why should something as natural as getting wet make you embarrassed, baby?” Grath asked reasonably. “It’s perfectly normal—I’m kissing and licking a fucking sensitive area here. Of course your soft little pussy is going to get wet.”
“Well…” He could tell his words were both turning her on, and putting her more at ease, which was his intention. “I guess I…I could take them off,” she said at last.
“Good girl,” Grath rumbled. “Here—I’ll help you.”
Reaching up, he hooked his fingers through the stretchy elastic sides of the red panties and—when Madeline lifted her hips—he pulled them down and off her ankles.
But he didn’t toss them aside. Instead, he lifted them to his nose and inhaled deeply, breathing in her hot, wild scent—the scent of a female going into heat—before placing them carefully on the side of the bed.
Madeline watched him with wide eyes as he did this.
“You…like that?” she asked at last.
“Do I like the scent of your soft little pussy when you’re getting all hot and wet?” Grath asked. “Hell yes, baby—it’s the best damn scent in the whole fucking world. You know, you humans douse yourselves in all kinds of artificial smells but none of them comes close to this.” He nodded at her inner thighs, which she was pressing together uncertainly.
“I know that Kindred are supposed to have really sharp senses,” she murmured.
“We do,” Grath assured her. “I could pick your sweet scent out of a whole room full of people—especially when you’re aroused, baby. That soft little pussy fucking calls to me.” He took a deep breath and laid his hands on her knees. “Speaking of which, can you spread your thighs open for me again so I can lick you some more?”
“All right.” Blushing, Madeline did as he asked, parting her thighs once more, this time revealing her pussy.
Grath had to bite back a groan when he finally got to see her. She had shaved everything except a thin vertical line of reddish-brown curls that ran down the center of her soft mound. Her plump outer lips were shiny with her juices and they seemed to be swollen with need—so much that they were spreading of their own volition, giving Grath an excellent view of her tight little Goddess pearl which almost seemed to be throbbing with desire.
Gods, how he longed to answer that desire with his own! But he still needed to take things slowly.
“Good girl,” he murmured. “Spread nice and wide now—going to lick your inner thighs some more and get you ready.”
And he dived back in—though not exactly where he wanted to go. Still, her juices had spread to her inner thighs by now so he could taste her salty-sweet honey as he lapped them. He let his tongue drag over her outer pussy lips as well, pretending he didn’t notice what he was doing as he lapped her thighs.
He could hear Madeline’s breath hitching in her throat and he knew what she wanted—what she needed—but still she didn’t ask for it. So at last he pulled back and looked up at her.
“Are…are you going to bite me now?” she nearly panted. Her breasts were visible under the thin fabric of her gown, the nipples long and tight, pressing against the silky red fabric.
“I’m just about to,” Grath told her. “But there’s just one more thing that would help my essence work better on you.”
“What…what’s that?” she asked breathlessly.
“Well…” Grath let his eyes meet hers, allowing her to see that his desire matched her own. “It would help if you were really excited when I bit you. That way your blood would be pumping more rapidly and it would circulate my essence through your body faster.”
“I…I’m already kind of excited,” Madeline admitted to him in a low voice.
Grath gave her a stern look.
“You know what I mean, baby. Kind of excited won’t do it. I need you really excited—I need you coming when I bite you for this to really work.”
“Are you…are you saying…”
“I’m saying I need to make you come before I bite you,” Grath growled and he could see how her eyes widened at his words. “And I think the easiest way for me to do that is to lick your soft little pussy until you come for me.”
“Oh, Grath!” She shifted again, her breath coming in short little pants. “We shouldn’t do this—we shouldn’t go this far. We…we’re only pretending to be a couple!”