Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 85272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Oh, this is kind of nice.” Danielle looked surprised as she patted the couch. “It doesn’t feel like sand at all.”
“Yeah, it’s like a regular couch,” Brav agreed. “Now tell me, little girl—what’s wrong? Do you not like to have a male eat your pussy?”
His frank words made her blush even harder and he could hear her heartbeat increase even over the constant, steady, deep thrumming of the Mother Stone.
“I…do like it, actually,” she said at last, lifting her chin a touch defiantly. “It’s just…I haven’t often been with a man who liked to do it—that’s all.”
“Well, if that’s your only concern, let’s put it to bed right now,” Brav said. “Look at me, Danielle,” he continued, lifting her chin with one finger so that she was looking into his eyes. “I fucking love it,” he growled softly. “I’ve been wanting to taste your pussy from the first minute I met you—back when you came knocking on my door to let me know you were coming on this mission with me.”
“What?” Her eyes flew wide. “But…but I thought you disliked me back then!”
“What I disliked was the idea of having to do a first contact mission with a gorgeous female who smelled so fucking good it nearly drove me out of my mind,” Brav admitted. “That’s why I was such an asshole to you, little girl—I knew being so close to you and not being able to have you would drive me crazy.”
“I…I didn’t realize.” She shook her head.
“Of course you didn’t,” Brav said, frowning. “It’s not like I could say—‘hey, I don’t want you coming on this mission because all I’ll be able to think about the whole dame time is how much I want to fuck you with my tongue.’ Right?”
“Oh, Bravik…” She laughed softly and shook her head. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Say you’ll let me taste you,” Brav murmured, stroking her cheek. “I can’t bond you to me but at least I can do this—let me taste your soft little pussy until you come all over my face, baby.”
“Bravik!” she protested, but her scent had definitely gotten hotter and she was pressing her thighs together under the thin, white gown she wore.
“We’ll work up to it slowly,” Brav promised her. “We can ‘make-out’ for a while until you’re ready to let me in.”
“You…really want to?” she asked, looking up at him from under her lashes. “I mean really?”
“More than anything,” Brav told her. “You don’t understand, little girl—Kindred males have a biological need to taste their females. It’s like a hunger and I’m Goddess-damned starving for you right now.”
To prove his point, he pulled her in for a hungry kiss, devouring her from the mouth down in a way that had her moaning in no time.
“Bravik,” she whispered, running her soft little fingers though his hair—which sent chills down his spine and made his shaft throb. “God, I love it when you kiss me like that.”
“How about when I do this, little girl?”
Her breasts had come through the slits in her dress while they were kissing. Now, Brav cupped one gently in his big hand and began to circle her nipple with slow, teasing movements he knew she liked.
“Ohhhh!” Danielle moaned softly and pressed her breast more deeply into his hand. He could smell her heat rising and the tight little bud of her nipple got even harder as he teased it gently. “Oh, Bravik…”
Gods, he loved it when she called his name like that!
Bending down, he took the other nipple in his mouth, sucking gently and then lapping around and around the tight point, building her pleasure, lowering her defenses so she would let him in.
Danielle moaned and pressed against him, her scent getting even hotter. Remembering what she had said about how she could almost come from having her breasts played with, Brav didn’t rush. He took his time, stroking and sucking her nipples in turn, making her gasp his name as he teased her.
At last, he dropped one hand to her thigh and squeezed lightly. Danielle opened for him at once, her knees parting to let him in, just as he had hoped they would.
“Mmm, little girl, I can smell how hot you are,” he murmured, stroking her inner thigh as he got closer to cupping her pussy. “Are you getting all wet for me? Are you making lots of sweet honey for me to taste?”
“I…I don’t know,” she whispered breathlessly. She was nearly panting with desire now, her pupils dilated and her heart pounding. “I…I might be.”
“You think you can let me find out?” Brav cupped her pussy at last and was pleased when she spread her thighs wider rather than trying to shut them. He could feel her heat in his palm, but he wanted to feel more.
Slowly, gently, he slipped his middle finger between her swollen outer pussy lips, gliding into her delicate inner folds and finding her just as wet as he had hoped she would be.