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)
Then it was Bear’s turn to taste her once more. This time he got her to sit astride him and press her soft, sweet pussy directly to his mouth. This kind of “face-sitting” was popular with the Kindred, who loved to taste their women and in fact, had a biological need to give their mates oral pleasure.
Bear enjoyed it thoroughly—he loved feeling surrounded by his wife…loved the feeling of her deliciously thick thighs on either side of his head as she rode his tongue to ecstasy again and again. Her honey flowed freely and he licked it up eagerly, loving that he was enveloped in her scent and taste.
And all the while she tugged on his hair and moaned his name or called him “my husband” and “my Bear” as she came for him over and over. Then he was hard all over again and it was her turn to lick and suck him once more…
It was a wild night and Bear was tempted to take her then and there and fill her with his cock and Bond her to him. But somehow he managed to remember his vow—it was a binding vow taken before the Goddess herself in the Sacred Grove, he reminded himself. He couldn’t break it—he would be dishonoring his wife’s memory. So he kept himself in check…but just barely.
“Oh, my Bear,” Aleena sighed happily as she cuddled naked in the crook of his arm when they had finally sated themselves. “I never dreamed that married life could be like this! I was always told that it would be painful and that my husband would beat me.”
“Nobody’s going to lay a fucking finger on you, baby,” Bear growled. “You’re so sweet and soft—how could anyone think of hitting you?”
“I don’t know…it’s just what husbands do to wives here.” She shrugged and laid her head on his shoulder, her hair spilling over his chest like a brightly colored shawl. “I’m so glad you’re not like I was told to expect. I’m so glad you’re sweet and kind instead of cruel.”
“Of course, baby.” Bear stroked her hair and wrapped his arms around her protectively. Goddess, he hadn’t felt this close to anyone since Zelia!
The thought of his dead wife’s name sent a stab of guilt through him. He might not be breaking his vow totally but he was at least bending it quite a lot.
But the next minute Aleena snuggled closer and placed a soft kiss on his cheek and he was able to push the thought aside. How could he help caring for his sweet, curvy little wife? How could he not give her pleasure and release when she’d had such a traumatic time tonight? He had to heal her—to make her feel better, he told himself.
What was so wrong with that? Nothing at all—right?
But still the guilt gnawed at him and had a hard time pushing it away…
32
ALEENA
Aleena couldn’t believe how sweet and kind her Kindred husband was. She had never heard of a husband who wanted to give his wife pleasure. Nearly every married woman she knew seemed to view the sexual relationship with their husband as just another chore that had to be done—like mopping the floor or making dinner.
But Bear’s kindness to her wasn’t limited to the bedroom.
The next day after his negotiations, the two of them took a hovercoach to her mother’s domicile. Her mother was too ill to leave her bed—missing a treatment always made her weak because it allowed the disease in her blood to gain a new foothold on her body.
But Bear didn’t seem to mind that the tiny hovel wasn’t as neat as it could have been if her mother had been able to clean. His full attention was consumed with the examination he conducted.
After taking a few blood samples and using equipment in his bag to test them, he nodded thoughtfully.
“It’s what I thought—you could be cured completely with the right medication—one tailored exclusively to your DNA.”
“I could?” Aleena’s mother looked up at him uncertainly. She clearly didn’t know what to make of a man who treated her kindly and as an equal instead of being impatient with her illness.
“Yes, definitely,” he said, nodding. “I’ll send some of these samples to the Mother Ship so they can synthesize the right compound. In the meantime, I’ll give you an injection that will mitigate the symptoms you’re having now and slow down the disease until we can get the cure.”
Aleena could barely contain her excitement.
“You can cure her?” she asked, looking up at her new husband hopefully. “For good? Truly?”
“Truly.” He nodded and gave her a smile. “There’s no reason your mother shouldn’t live to a ripe old age once we get her the right medicine.”
“Oh, thank you, my Bear!” Aleena threw her arms around his neck impulsively and her mother cried out in alarm.