Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“Hang on, baby girl,” he told her. Gripping the fabric just above her breasts, he pried it up, though it tried to cling to her. Kara attempted to help him, but she still had no strength in her hands. “No, let me,” Raak told her and took a firmer grip on the wet fabric.
The damned thing was surprisingly strong but he was a hell of a lot stronger. With an effort, he managed to peel it down her body—almost like peeling an unripe tengu fruit, he thought, where the outer skin didn’t want to come off to reveal the sweet, creamy center inside.
And Gods, sweet and creamy were certainly good adjectives for little Kara. Because as the royal blue fabric finally peeled away, he could see the full swells of her breasts and the dark pink nipples that capped them—not to mention the barely-there tiny triangle of damp blond curls at the very apex of her plump little pussy mound.
Gods, she’s fucking perfect! Raak couldn’t help thinking and felt his shaft getting hard at the sight of her lush, naked body.
But there was no time to ogle the little female. At the moment, he was still struggling with the front of the wet fabric which twisted in his hands and seemed determined to get back to her.
With a mighty effort which actually rolled Kara over onto her face, Raak finally pulled the thing free and tossed it out of the tub. It landed with a wet slapping sound on the tiles, twitched once, and was still.
“There,” Raak said with satisfaction. “Got that fucking thing off you, baby girl."
Then he looked down and saw that Kara’s sweet face was pressed directly against his crotch.
Fourteen
Oh my Goddess! Kara couldn’t believe what had happened. Had she thought that being molested by the tharp while Raak held her in his arms and watched her coming was embarrassing? Well being naked with her face pressed right against the long, hard ridge of his shaft was even worse!
Even through the black leather of his trousers she could smell the hot, dangerous spice of his arousal. And he was hard as a rock and throbbing against her cheek.
She wanted to move but she knew if she raised up, she would be completely revealed. Desperately, she weighed her options—would it be less embarrassing to flash the big Unbondable with her naked body or to stay pressed against his shaft?
“Hey, baby girl,” he rumbled.
Kara tilted her chin and rolled her eyes up to see him staring back down at her.
“Um…” Suddenly the choice seemed to be no choice at all—she had to get out of this embarrassing position!
Raising up, she tried to scramble to her knees and cover herself with her hands. But though the paralytic drug had mostly worn off, she was still weak. She ended up getting only halfway up before she started to fall back down again.
“Whoa there, Kara.” Raak caught her by her upper arms and supported her so that they were kneeling face to face in the large bathtub.
“Please…” She tried to get loose from his grip to cover herself but the minute he let her go, she started overbalancing again.
“Hey!” Raak exclaimed when she started to fall again. “Okay, nope—that’s not gonna work,” he muttered. He put his arms around her and rose smoothly, the water sluicing off the slick black leather of his trousers. In a moment, Kara found herself being cradled once again in his muscular arms.
“Please!” she pleaded again, crossing her arms over her naked body. “Put me down, Raak!”
“Not while you’re still as weak as a newborn chilla,” he said, frowning at her sternly.
“But I…I’m…I don’t have any clothes on,” Kara protested, feeling her cheeks burn with mortification.
“I can see that, baby girl.” His voice got a little softer. “I know you’re naked and you don’t want me to see you. I won’t look if you don’t want me to—even though it’s damn hard not to admire all your sweet, luscious curves.”
Did he really think that about her—that she looked “luscious?”
Kara bit her lip and gave a muffled cry of pain. Her fangs were still so long, damn it! It seemed like coming as she had while the tharp was molesting her would have made them go down but unfortunately, that hadn’t happened. Was this what Kindred males felt like after they came but still kept an erection?
“Hey, you bit yourself!” Raak frowned as he carried her into a sleeping chamber and laid her down on the bed. “What’s going on with you and those fangs of yours?”
Without waiting for an answer, he threw a soft blanket—thankfully not a tharp over Kara and went back into the fresher. When he returned, he had a damp, cool cloth which he used to wipe her cut lip carefully.
“Thank you,” Kara murmured, taking the cloth from his hand. “But I can manage that.”