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)
“A Deep Needing?” J’orn frowned at her. “What does that mean?”
“Oh, she’s been given a shot of y’thosin,” the girl explained. “That’s a drug that stimulates the erotic areas of the body, so she’ll be very eager to have you in her. In fact, I have to ask that you be sure to finish inside her—she needs a dose of male seed to get over the effects of the shot.”
J’orn’s pulse was pounding. What the fuck had they done to Kara? He’d heard of y’thosin before but had passed it off as nothing but a salacious rumor. Could the terrible things he’d heard about the street drug be true? The fact that it made a female sick with sexual need—that she might die without male seed spurted deep inside her—surely that was some kind of sick exaggeration. Right?
Hoping against hope, he stepped into the dimly lit room and saw a sight that nearly made his heart stop.
Kara was completely naked and strapped to a fucking frame—two sturdy wooden posts with bands at the top and bottom were wound around her wrists and ankles, immobilizing her completely. Her head was down, her hair hanging in her eyes. Her breathing was labored and she was moaning softly to herself.
Even in the dim red light, J’orn could tell that her nipples and pussy were swollen with need. But the sight alone didn’t tell him that. The whole room was thick with her scent—the aroma of a female in heat. J’orn had never smelled anything like it before and though he tried not to react, his body responded to the scent of her need automatically.
He could feel his shaft going rock hard behind his flight leathers—he’d thrown away the green robe before entering the brothel. Now he wished he hadn’t—at least it would have hidden his erection.
But it soon became clear that Kara was past caring about such things. She moaned again, her body writhing in its bonds and hot sound let him know she really was deep in sexual need.
“Kara? Baby?” He walked over to her and lifted her chin. The eyes staring back into his were filled with desire that verged on the razor’s edge of pain.
“J’orn?” Her eyes widened briefly before narrowing in agonizing need. “What…what are you doing here?” she moaned.
“I’m here to take you home, baby,” he assured her. And then he couldn’t help asking, “Did anyone hurt you? Did any other male—”
“No—no one. Not…not yet,” she panted. “But J’orn, they gave me something…some kind of shot. It…it’s doing something to me. I…I ache inside. I feel so empty.”
“Can I look at you, baby?” he asked anxiously. “See if I can help you?”
She nodded.
“Okay. I just feel empty.”
Her statement concerned him deeply—he couldn’t help thinking of the rumor he’d heard that a female who was given too much y’thosin might die from it…unless she was fucked and filled with cum. But he couldn’t do that to her—couldn’t take advantage when she was in such a vulnerable state. There must be something else he could do for her, he told himself.
He’d had some medic training when he was inducted into the Elite Espionage Corps. Maybe he could help—at least long enough to get her out of here. Because there was no fucking way he was waiting for her to see the other client the receptionist had been talking about.
First he examined her breasts, cupping them gently in his hands. They seemed larger than they had earlier that day during the massage he’d given her—considerably larger. And her nipples were swollen too. When he brushed one tender peak very lightly with his thumb, Kara moaned and jerked against her bonds.
“Please!” she gasped. “Suck them!”
“I shouldn’t,” J’orn protested. But when she moaned again and he heard the pain in her voice, he couldn’t deny her any longer.
Gently he laved her right nipple with his tongue and then sucked it into his mouth. Kara moaned and writhed against her bonds, begging brokenly for more.
“Oh…yes…yes, please!” she cried. “The other one—do the other one too!”
J’orn did as she asked, switching to her left nipple. Gods, he shouldn’t let himself be turned on by this—he was giving Kara what she needed because she’d been drugged! But he couldn’t seem to help himself. His cock was aching in his flight leathers as he teased and sucked her tight peaks.
At last, though, he knew he needed to look lower. Allowing her nipple to slip from his mouth, he ducked his head to peer between her legs. What he saw made him suck in his breath in sympathy.
Kara’s sweet little pussy was swollen with need. So much so that her outer lips were parting on their own, showing her inner folds which were shiny with her honey. Her juices were coating her inner thighs and her clit looked like it was aching to be kissed.