Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“I…I can’t help it!” Sam panted. “I can’t hold it back and I can’t hold still anymore!”
“No, Samantha—you have to be a good girl and hold still—no coming until I’m sure you’re all healed,” he growled sternly through their link.
“But…but it feels so good!” Sam moaned. God, what was it about the stern way he was talking to her inside her head that was making her even hotter? She felt like a naughty girl who might get a punishment if she was caught doing something bad…but at the same time, she felt completely unable to not do that bad thing. After all, how could she help coming when he was torturing her so sweetly with his tongue?
“You just have to lay still and be good,” R’orn told her. “And no coming unless I say so. I’m not done healing you yet. Here—how does this feel?”
And he slipped two long, thick fingers deep in her pussy as he continued to lick slowly over her throbbing clit.
“It…it feels all right,” Sam panted. “I…I mean, it doesn’t hurt or…or anything.”
“And this?” He curled his fingers upwards and began to rub—and somehow he found an internal spot that Sam hadn’t even known she had.
As he massaged it, waves of pleasure deeper than anything she’d ever felt washed over her. Oh God, was that her G-spot? She’d thought it was a myth! But somehow R’orn had found it as easily as he’d found her clit—which was not something any of the other men she’d ever been with had been able to do.
“Oh!” she gasped. “Oh, that feels so…Oh! Please, R’orn—I need to come!”
At last she felt him consent.
“All right then, sweetheart—come hard for me—come while I lap your sweet little clit and fingerfuck your pussy!” he growled through their link.
Once he gave his permission, Sam stopped trying to hold back. She cried out, her back arching as waves of pleasure rushed through her. Her nipples were so tight they hurt and her hips were thrashing uncontrollably.
Somehow R’orn managed to stay with her and keep licking and pumping deep inside her pussy until, at last, the pleasure ebbed.
“Ohhhh,” Sam moaned, going limp against the mattress.
“Was it good, sweetheart?” R’orn withdrew his fingers and licked them clean. Then he placed a soft kiss on her pussy and then scooted up the bed to take her in his arms.
“Was it good?” Sam laughed weakly as she snuggled against his broad chest. “You know, every time you go down on me, I think it’s the best time ever and then you go and top it!”
“I hope you enjoy letting me taste you,” R’orn said seriously, looking down at her. “Because I’m going to need to do it a hell of a lot, baby.”
“You are?” Sam looked up at him.
“Mmm-hmm.” He nodded and pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. “Remember I told you that my kind of Kindred needs to taste their female even more than other kinds of Kindred warriors do?”
“Oh…because of your Beast, right?” Sam asked.
“Exactly.” He looked at her seriously. “Now that he’s awake and he’s come out, he’ll be harder to control. If I can feed him pleasure—your pleasure—on a regular basis, that will keep him from wanting to come out again.”
Sam shivered.
“Well, I might not mind another encounter with him sometimes in the future, but not right away.”
“You never have to let him breed you again, if you don’t want to,” R’orn promised. “As long as you don’t mind helping me control him by spreading your legs for my tongue on a regular basis,” he added, his golden eyes going half-lidded with lust.
Sam looked at him in surprise as she felt his desire through their link.
“You really like, uh, going down, don’t you?”
“I fucking love it,” R’orn growled. “I hope you do too—it would be difficult for my kind of Kindred to be mated to a female who didn’t like getting her pussy licked.”
“I never much liked it before you did it to me,” Sam admitted. “But, well—you’re really damn good at it.”
“It helps that you’ve got the sweetest little pussy I’ve ever tasted,” R’orn growled softly. “Gods, just tasting you makes me so damn hard!”
“Well, maybe we ought to do something about that, then.” Sam gave him an arch smile. “Like Bonding Sex? I know I got to do it with your Beast, but I’d really like to do it with you, too.”
“Really?” He looked at her uncertainly. “You think you’re healed enough to take my knot? It’s not going to be as big as my Beast’s equipment but still…”
“It’s all right,” Sam assured him. “You did a really good job of healing me. I especially liked it when you were being so stern and telling me not to come until you let me,” she added shyly, through their link.
“Mmm, you like it when I’m stern with you, sweetheart?” he growled softly. His mental voice was as deep and growly as his regular one, she thought—and it was even sexier hearing it inside her head.