Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
“You don’t look like you feel better. In fact, you look miserable.”
“It’s just all these cuts—they sting.” Addie nodded down at herself. She was wearing one of his spare uniform shirts which fell to her knees, since she hadn’t brought any spare clothing herself. The thick, satiny fabric was smooth and nonabrasive but it still felt like sandpaper against her skin.
She didn’t mention that the spider web on her back had grown. It was probably better to go to the Med Center when she got back to the Mother Ship rather than bother Drago with it, she told herself. But in the meantime, she was fairly miserable—between the itching on her back and the stinging cuts on her front, she felt raw all over.
Her Protector cleared his throat.
“About your cuts—” he began.
“Please don’t apologize for your Drake again,” Addie interrupted.
“I wasn’t going to,” Drago said stiffly. “What I was going to fucking say is that I need to heal your cuts.”
Addie’s heart started pounding.
“Oh, do you really want to? I mean, you don’t mind?”
His stern expression softened.
“Of course I don’t mind, baby. You’re my Fated Mate—even though I can never have you, at least I can heal you.”
Addie bit her lower lip.
“Thank you. I guess I just thought…after the way I nearly drained you dry…”
“I don’t blame you for that,” Drago said firmly. “I told you to take what you needed and you did. I’d offer you my vein again, if you wanted me to.”
“I don’t need any more blood, thank goodness. Hopefully my vampire status is permanently revoked.” Addie tried to laugh but she couldn’t help feeling the irritation of the spider web on her back. What if the fangs came back? She hoped they wouldn’t but what if—
“So, will you let me heal you?” Drago’s deep voice interrupted her train of thought and she saw that he was looking at her hopefully. “If I do it now while the wounds are still fresh, you shouldn’t have any scars.”
Addie’s heart started racing even faster.
“Um, you want to do it here? On the bridge of the ship?”
He shrugged.
“Why not? I think I can reach all of you this way—if you’ll just unbutton my shirt. Which looks fucking sexy on you,” he added, his golden eyes going half-lidded.
“Thank you,” Addie murmured. Suddenly her nipples were so hard they ached and her pussy was beginning to feel hot and wet.
Don’t get all excited, she warned herself sternly. He's just going to heal your cuts—that's all. It's not a big deal.
But it felt like a big deal when she unbuttoned the satin uniform shirt and bared herself for him.
Drago’s golden eyes raked over her and he drew in a breath.
“Gods, you’re so fucking gorgeous, baby,” he muttered hoarsely. “Thank you for letting me do this—for letting me heal you.”
“Thank you for asking,” Addie said, smiling a little at their polite exchange. One thing she liked about the Kindred was that they always asked for consent. It made her feel safe and cared for to know she was with a man who wouldn’t do anything against her will.
“Let’s see—where should we start…” Drago spread the shirt open, baring her completely. “Hmm, I guess I should begin at the top and work my way down.”
“I guess that would work.” Addie tried to keep her voice nonchalant. She reminded herself again that he was just going to heal her but she couldn’t help remembering how his healing had gone the night before.
"Come here, baby. You've got a nasty scratch right on your collarbone and the side of your neck." Drago tugged her closer to him. He was sitting in the pilot's chair, though he had turned to the side to face her. Addie was standing in the space between the chairs. She found they were nearly eye-to-eye, even though she was standing and he was sitting.
“Come a little closer,” he urged. “Here—why don’t you straddle my thigh?”
Addie didn’t make any protest as he positioned her so that one of his thighs was between her legs and she was standing right in front of him. The position caused her pussy lips to spread open, but she told herself it didn’t matter. After all, this was just about healing—nothing else. He was just—
And then he started, driving all the thoughts out of her head.
Her Protector ducked his head and dragged his hot, wet tongue over her collarbone and up the side of her neck. Then he did it again…and again.
The sweet, gentle action sent waves of sensation through Addie’s whole body. Her breath came short—her neck had always been an erogenous zone for her. She could feel her nipples getting even harder and she felt self-conscious all over about the fact that they were puffy, even though Drago had said he liked them the night before.
But the big Kindred didn’t mention her nipples—or any other part of her for that matter. He seemed wholly intent on healing the scratch on her neck and he spent a long, long time licking her there.