Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
But Sonya found she didn’t want him to avoid it. Clearly he was trying to be a gentleman and just heal her without the sexual component and she appreciated that. After what Grox had done to her, she shouldn’t want anything to do with men for a long time and Davrik must know it. But his warm scent and the feeling of his tongue bathing her skin seemed to wake something up inside her—a hunger that had long been dormant.
“Please…I hurt here too,” she whispered breathlessly and pointed at her nipple.
“You’re sure, baby girl?” Davrik murmured, raising his eyebrows.
“Yes—I’m sure.” Sonya nodded and thrust out her chest, offering her breast to him again.
“All right,” he rumbled and, putting out his tongue, he gave her nipple a long, slow lick.
“Oh!” Sonya gave a little gasp and pressed forward, wanting to get closer, wanting more. “You…you can suck it if…if you want to,” she told him, her voice coming out breathless and soft.
Davrik looked into her eyes for a moment, as though being certain she wanted this. Then, never breaking her gaze, he took her tight nipple into his mouth and sucked long and hard.
Sonya moaned and wiggled in his lap. She could feel the sharp points of his fangs bracketing her tight point and she loved the way his cooling Essence immediately erased the stinging pain she’d been having in this sensitive area. But even more, she could feel the deep suction of his hot mouth—the sparks of pleasure as he drew on her nipple, seemed to travel straight down to her pussy, which was already getting extremely wet.
“Oh…oh, yes,” she moaned as he continued to lick and suck her tight point. “Yes, Davrik—that feels so good!”
He let her nipple slip from his lips, much to her disappointment.
“Call me ‘Sir’ or ‘Master’ when I taste you this way,” he rumbled. “Does it feel better, baby girl? Do you feel healed?”
“Yes, Sir—I think so.” Sonya nodded. “But…the other breast hurts too.”
“Show me where,” Davrik directed.
“All of it,” Sonya told him. “But…especially the, uh, the nipple.”
“Then I’ll heal all of it, especially the nipple,” he rumbled. And ducking his head, he began licking her right breast as well.
Sonya didn’t know how long they spent with her straddling his lap and the big Kindred licking and sucking her breasts but it was long enough for her to get extremely hot and wet. She squirmed impatiently in his lap, feeling the hard ridge of his cock brushing against her open pussy through the thin black sleep trousers he wore. It felt so good she couldn’t stop herself from grinding on him—scooting down to rub her aching clit hard against his long, thick shaft.
If Davrik noticed this, he didn’t say anything about it. He simply kept licking and sucking her breasts and nipples until at last he seemed to finish. He looked at her, his pale blue eyes blazing.
“Where else are you hurt, baby girl?” His deep voice was a soft growl. “Show me so I can heal you.”
Sonya bit her lip.
“Lower,” she admitted. “On…on my stomach.”
“Going to have to lay you down so I can reach you,” Davrik told her. “Is that all right?”
She nodded.
“Yes—I trust you.”
His gaze softened and he cupped her cheek for a moment.
“Thank you, Sonya—that means a lot to me.”
Then he repositioned her on the bed and leaned over her.
Sonya showed him where the burning was and he bathed her torso with long sweeps of his tongue. She sighed in relief as she felt the tingling coolness of his Essence healing her. But before she knew it, he was finished and looking at her expectantly.
“Where else, baby girl?” he asked. “Where else do you need to be healed?”
Sonya looked at him uncertainly. She wasn’t sure if he would want to heal her everywhere. After all, some of the horrible black ichor had gotten into her pussy slit. Davrik had talked about “tasting” her in the past, but had he really meant it? She’d never been with a man who actually wanted to go down on a woman, no matter what they said, so she was hesitant to tell him about this last place.
“This is about healing,” he reminded her, almost as though he was reading her thoughts. “Don’t be shy, baby girl—tell me where it hurts.”
“Well…” Sonya took a deep breath and pointed to the top of her slit. “Here,” she admitted. “But if you don’t want to—”
“Of course I want to!” Davrik interrupted. “Here—time to reposition again.”
He pulled her down so that she was lying with her legs hanging over the side of the bed. Then he knelt on the floor in front of her and looked up.
“Can you be a good girl and open your legs for me, Sonya?” he murmured in that deep, rumbling voice of his. “Can you let me heal your soft little pussy?”