Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
“Yes, please,” she whispered. “That would be nice.”
“More than nice, I hope,” Torus murmured. “Just relax, sweetheart and let me take care of you.”
He knelt at the end of the bed, just as he had the first time he tasted her, and propped a pillow under her bottom to raise her up. Then he spent a long time bathing her soft little pussy with his tongue—both inside and out. Molly gripped his hair and moaned his name, writhing restlessly under his seeking mouth. She really was over-stimulated, Torus thought. He was concerned that she still hadn’t really let go of the trauma she’d been through that night.
But he needn’t have worried. When she finally came for him, the intense orgasm brought on her tears. Torus got back in bed and held her while she sobbed out the pain and fear of the kidnapping and attempted rape. Then, when she calmed down, he laid her down licked her again—long, slow strokes of his tongue this time— that brought on another, much gentler orgasm.
After coming for a second time, Molly was finally able to fall asleep in his arms. Torus, however, was still awake. Not because of sexual need—he had come when she did, even without the TET device. But because he wanted to just enjoy holding her and loving her and knowing that she was finally his and she wouldn’t try to leave him again.
Molly was his—to protect, to cherish, and to love and he never wanted to let her go.
51
MOLLY
“So tell me all the tea! I need details—honeymoon details and then courtroom details and then Bonding details!” Lana exclaimed as they settled down on the enormous three-person couch that was built for two Twin Kindred and their Mate. They were hanging out in her suite for the day while her two husbands were at work.
So far they had covered the topics of Karen Geners, who was now in jail and awaiting her trial for attempted murder…Molly’s ex, who was also in jail and now penniless, since his assets were being liquidated and his wealth was being transferred to Molly…and what Molly was going to do with the money. Lana loved the idea of donating most of it to women’s shelters and cheered her on enthusiastically, even offering to help her do research to find which shelters needed help the most.
But now they were on to even more personal topics.
“Well, the honeymoon wasn’t as long as I wanted, but it was really nice,” Molly said. She told Lana about the bungalow on the Florida beach only to have her friend interrupt at once.
“Oh, we stayed there too!” she exclaimed. “My boys took me there for our second honeymoon. Or was it our third? I can’t keep track because we keep going, you know?” She giggled. “Of course, it’s just an excuse to have Bonding sex all over again. I mean they can do the two poles in the separate holes, thing, but they really love joining their shafts to do me at the same time. You know?”
Molly laughed at her friend’s frank over-sharing. Leave it to Lana to tell you every little detail—even the private ones.
“Well, it was fun while it lasted—the beach was absolutely gorgeous,” she said.
“Who cares about the beach?” Lana exclaimed. “What about the Bonding sex? You must have had it, right? Because you and Torus are still together so you must be Bonded.”
Molly sighed, some of her joy fading just a little.
“Well, no,” she admitted. “We can’t Bond. We tried, but it just didn’t work.”
“Didn’t work?” Lana stared at her blankly. “What do you mean it didn’t work?”
“I mean he’s too big to fit inside me,” Molly confessed, blushing. “Our size difference is just too great. But we’re going to stay together anyway. As soon as I can get a new TET device, things will be perfect, but Commander Sylvan is having trouble sourcing the Lovicium to make a new one.”
She wished more than ever that she hadn’t gotten rid of her original TET device now. She missed hearing Torus’s voice in her head and feeling the big Kindred’s emotions. Using a Think-me allowed mental contact, but it really wasn’t the same. Despite that though, they were still deeply in love and determined to stay together, even if they could never Bond.
She tried to explain all this to Lana, but her friend was still giving her a disbelieving stare.
“Honey, there’s no such thing as ‘too big’ when Bonding Fruit is involved,” she told Molly. “I mean, you should see the size of my boys’ unishaft when they join together to Bond me! It’s crazy big—like this.” She made a gesture with both hands that made Molly’s eyes open wide. “Seriously—I’m not exaggerating!”
“But I tried Bonding Fruit!” Molly protested. “They had a complimentary bottle of Bonding Fruit wine at the bungalow we stayed in. It made me really, really, you know, horny, but it didn’t do a thing to help me stretch.”