Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
He pulled Aleena into his lap, so that she was straddling him with her knees on either side of his hips. This had the effect of making the tiny little nightdress she had on ride up, which showed her panties—what little there was of them, Bear thought. Gods, he could see her soft mound of curls and the top of her pussy slit!
The sight made his mouth water—he longed with a sudden fierce intensity to spread her deliciously thick thighs and taste her creamy pussy, but he knew he couldn’t do that. He needed to try and slow things down, not speed them up.
If you’re trying to slow things down, what are you doing having her straddle you? demanded a critical voice in his head, but Bear pushed it aside.
“Oh, my Lord Husband!” Aleena gasped, panting a little. “Are you going to show me more about the holding time?”
“Yes, I am,” Bear growled. He was cupping both her breasts now, teasing the tips of her nipples with his thumbs to watch her squirm. It seemed clear to him that her tight peaks were extremely sensitive, so he was careful just to brush them lightly—which seemed to have a big effect on Aleena.
“Oh…oh, Bear!” she moaned and he found he liked hearing his name from her lips. “That feels so…so good. Even though you’re touching me with my clothes on, it makes me feels so…so…I don’t know!”
Bear thought he knew exactly how she was feeling. The fear he’d seen earlier in her eyes had been replaced by desire and the scent of her feminine need was rising to tease his nose. Gods, was there any fragrance better than the scent of an aroused female? He didn’t fucking think so!
“Tell me more about the touching time!” Aleena begged. “Would…would you be allowed to touch my…to touch me anywhere else?”
“You mean here?” Releasing one of her breasts, Bear slid his hand down her curving waist to cup the soft mound of her pussy. He could feel her springy curls against the heel of his palm and his fingers curled possessively around the outer lips of her sweet little sex.
“Oh! Yes, my…my Bear!” Aleena moaned and shifted her hips.
“Mmm, well yes I would, baby,” he murmured. He pressed inward with his middle finger and felt the outer lips of her pussy part beneath the thin, barely there panties. He slid the tip of his finger up and down her slit until he found the little bump of her Goddess pearl. Then he rubbed gently, sliding around and around—massaging her intimately, even though he was still technically touching her over the little lace panties.
“Oh! Oh, my Lord Husband!” Aleena’s eyes grew wide and her hips jerked.
“Does it feel good?” he growled softly, looking into her eyes. “Do you like it when I touch you this way, baby?”
“Y-yes!” she stammered. “No one has ever touched me there before,” she added in a breathless voice.
“Not even you?” Bear raised an eyebrow at her. “Haven’t you ever petted your sweet little pussy, baby?”
Her cheeks flushed.
“Once or twice,” she admitted in a low voice. “I…I tried putting my finger inside myself, but I felt too guilty to continue.”
The thought of her fingering her soft little pussy—exploring herself—made Bear so hard he ached.
“Gods, baby,” he groaned. “You’re making it awfully damn hard not to take you.”
“But you can have me if you want me,” Aleena insisted softly. “I am yours, my Lord Husband.”
“I know, but I can’t take you,” Bear nearly groaned in frustration.
“Because of the Claiming period?” Aleena asked.
He nodded, reluctantly.
“Yeah, baby. Because of the Claiming period,” he said, knowing it was a lie.
“But what comes after the holding time?” she asked, her eyes wide. “You told me but I forgot. What’s next?”
“After the holding time, comes the bathing and touching time,” Bear growled.
“Oh…would we take a bath together then?” Aleena asked.
He nodded.
“That’s right, baby. And I’d be allowed to touch you naked—traditionally a Kindred warrior massages his bride with exotic oils during that time.”
“I…I see…” Aleena was panting—maybe because he was continuing to rub her soft little pussy, caressing her clit through her panties. “And then what?” she asked.
“Well then comes the tasting week,” Bear told her. “That’s when I’m allowed to suck your sweet nipples and spread your legs to taste your hot little pussy.”
“Oh!” Aleena’s eyes grew wide with surprise. “You…you would want to do that? To put your mouth there?” She looked down between her legs.
“Hell yes, I want to put my mouth there,” Bear growled. “There’s nothing better than spreading your female’s legs and lapping her soft little pussy while she moans and gasps and pulls your hair!”
“But…but don’t you think it’s beneath you?” Aleena asked. “The men of my people think it’s debasing to put their face anywhere near a woman’s secret areas.”
“The men of your people are fucking idiots,” Bear growled. “Sorry if that sounds insulting but it’s true! They hit and hurt their females and discard them whenever they want, and now you tell me they won’t even taste their brides? What in the Seven Hells is wrong with them?”