Pierced (Brides of the Kindred #28) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alien, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Brides of the Kindred Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
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“Very good,” Lil’ Choo said again. “This way, if you please—we can take the lift up to the Penthouse.”

Then he turned and they had no option but to follow him.

FOURTEEN

TORIN

Torin felt like he was going to fucking explode! The feeling of Sky’lar’s soft, warm hands on him and the way she’d been stroking and handling him had almost pushed him right over the edge. It had taken all his self control not to come when she was pumping his shaft that way!

He’d been right about her looking amazing in Yonnie Six fashions, too. The tight black dress hugged her full hourglass figure and showed off her large breasts and exposed nipples. Also, her soft, bare pussy mound and the top of her slit were completely visible since the little scrap of lace she was wearing between her legs barely covered anything.

Torin kept picturing himself down on his knees before her, lapping that sweet little slit open to taste the honey within. He would delve deep into her inner folds and circle her hot little Goddess pearl with his tongue, making her moan his name and press up to meet him…

“…and here we are—the ballroom of the Penthouse suite! You’ll be announced here and your bodyslave can kiss your undergarments. After that, you’ll be free to move through the party guests and you can find my Mistress. You’ll know her because she’ll be the only one wearing all pink.”

Lil’ Choo’s voice broke into his fantasies and Torin realized they were standing in front of a huge room that looked like it could hold three or four hundred people easily. It was crowded with Yonnite Mistresses, all dressed in bright colors. They reminded Torin of birds with their colorful plumage. Beside them, Sky’lar was like a Brenthian dark swan in her sleek black dress and her long black hair framing her lovely face.

But it was the part about getting to kiss her undergarments that really caught his attention. He looked down at Sky’lar to see what she thought about this.

Earlier she’d acted like it didn’t bother her. She’d even said she might like to see him “down on his knees.” The question was—had she been serious? Should he actually taste her, the way he was dying to? Or should he play it safe and just kiss her panties when she was introduced?

Sky’lar had a neutral expression on her face as though maybe she was trying to keep from giving away her emotions, he thought. And then the male attendant at the door—who was dressed in a red and gold uniform—was calling them forward.

There was a large round dais just inside the doorway, against the wall, and he and Sky’lar were directed to step up onto it.

“Now just have your bodyslave kneel before you, if you would please, Mistress,” the attendant said helpfully. “When I announce your name, he may kiss your panties for however long you’d like him to. Then you’ll be free to join the party.”

“Thank you.” Sky’lar nodded and motioned for Torin. “Kneel,” she directed, pointing to her feet.

She still had on her long black boots which came almost up to her thighs. Coupled with the dress, the effect was devastatingly sexy as far as Torin was concerned. He knelt willingly before her, very aware of his hard shaft thrusting up between his thighs as he did so. Looking up, he met her eyes.

“Mistress?” he murmured hoarsely.

But she didn’t reply and he still couldn’t read her—she was looking down at him with that same neutral expression. Reluctantly, Torin decided he’d better play it safe and just kiss the tiny black lace panties which barely covered her soft pussy mound. Though the Gods knew he wanted to do so much more!

“The Lady Sky’lar of Portex Three!” the attendant announced loudly.

There was a faint stirring in the crowd behind him as the Yonnite Mistresses looked to see who the new arrival was, but Torin paid them no attention. His attention was riveted on Sky’lar.

“Well?” she said, raising an eyebrow at him, still trying to be nonchalant, Torin thought. “What are you waiting for? Kiss me.”

She didn’t have to ask him twice. Leaning forward, he placed a hot, open-mouthed kiss over the black lace panel that barely hid her plump outer pussy lips.

He had intended to give her just that one kiss and end it. He couldn’t tell by her expression if she wanted more than that or not, and as a Kindred, he didn’t put a female into any kind of sexual situation unless he knew she wanted it.

But then her scent hit him.

It was hot and feminine and full of need—the scent of a female in heat and it acted on Torin like a fucking drug. Her sexual need called to him like a siren song, overriding every other thought or consideration. The thinking part of his brain turned off and his male instincts kicked in.


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