Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“Oh…ohhhh!” she cried out, writhing helplessly. She couldn’t believe she was in this position—spread out naked on a massage table with her ex-assistant between her legs, licking her with such hungry intensity! She’d never had a man go down on her like this before—with such eagerness and need. It almost felt like J’orn had something to prove—like he was trying to tell her that he really did love this—that he really did want her, despite their age gap…
Kara pushed the last thought out of her head and concentrated on the pleasure building inside her. She could feel her orgasm hovering just out of reach. She just needed…
“More!” she moaned. “Oh God, I need more!”
Without losing a beat, J’orn unwrapped one muscular arm from around her thigh and slid two long fingers deep into her pussy. Then he curled them upwards and began thrusting deep inside her, rubbing her inner walls as he stroked.
It felt to Kara like someone had electrified her body! Suddenly, she was there. The pleasure arced through her like a massive power surge and she cried out so loudly she was sure she would be hoarse the next day.
“J’orn! Yes—like that! Yes! Yes!”
Her only answer was a hungry growl as he continued sucking and licking and finger-fucking her while she writhed on the table and tugged as hard as she could on his horns. She was going to have imprints of them on her palms, she was sure—not that she cared. God, it just felt so good.
J’orn did his best to draw out her orgasm as long as possible but finally Kara’s pleasure ebbed. At last she collapsed, panting and spent, her hands falling away from his horns as she tried to catch her breath.
J’orn looked up, his eyes blazing.
“Was that good, baby? Did you like getting your wet little pussy tasted?”
“I…I loved it,” Kara panted. “Where…how did you learn to do that?”
“Kindred warriors need to taste their mates—didn’t you know that?” He raised his eyebrows at her. “You don’t know how long I’ve been hungering for you. From the first minute we met, I wanted to get on my knees and get my head between your thighs to taste you”
Kara bit her lip at the expression in his pale eyes. God, he was serious, wasn’t he? Yes, he definitely was, she decided. He really had been fantasizing about going down on her ever since they’d first met.
“J’orn,” she said. “It’s not that I didn’t enjoy this—I did—so much. But you know our age difference…”
“Don’t talk about that now,” he growled, frowning. “Just relax and let me clean you up, baby.” He nodded down between her legs. “I think I made you kind of messy. So let me give you a little tongue bath to get you nice and clean.”
He bent his head again and Kara moaned softly as she felt him licking her—long, slow strokes of his tongue as he cleaned away all her spilled juices. He made sure to clean her inner thighs and then spread her pussy lips and lapped inside her—pressing his tongue deep into her well to clean up her honey. Then he flattened his tongue and ran it slowly up over her sensitive clit, making her gasp and jump.
“Oh, J’orn…” she moaned, and found herself caressing his horns again. He made a low noise deep in his throat and licked her once more and then again and again.
Before she knew it, Kara was headed for a second orgasm—this one more gentle than the one before it. J’orn just kept licking her softly and gently as he cleaned her until suddenly she was coming again.
“Good girl,” he growled, looking up at her as she finally stopped bucking her hips for the second time. “Good girl to come so nice and hard on my tongue, Kara. Gods, I wish I could feel your tight little pussy wrapped around my cock and taking my knot deep inside…”
Kara bit her lip uncertainly.
“J’orn, it’s not that I don’t want you—I do,” she admitted in a low voice. “But the age gap between us—it would never work. You think you want me now but the minute I started looking older, you’d want to find someone else—someone your own age.”
“That’s not true!” He shook his head, his face a mask of frustration. “That’s not how it works with the Kindred! We’re not like you humans, able to break a Bond at any time. Once we give ourselves to our mates, it’s forever. Can’t you at least try to understand that?”
“J’orn—” she began again but Nono’s voice interrupted them.
“If you’ve finished The Kiss of Pleasure, then it’s time to help your Lady dress,” he said, frowning at J’orn. “One must never press a Lady for more than she is willing to give,” he added reprovingly.
J’orn looked angry at first, but then he nodded.