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)
Damn if she wasn’t the sexiest female he’d ever seen, he couldn’t help thinking. With her long blonde hair down around her shoulders and the silky material of his uniform shirt clinging to her full curves and bare breasts, outlining the tight little points of her nipples, and her long bare legs—the shirt covered her to mid-thigh—she was a combination of adorable and delectable that Raak just couldn’t resist.
His eyes roved over her body and then came back up to rest on the sharp points of her fangs. He really had no problem letting her bite him—in fact, he relished the thought. Though he wasn’t into extremely rough sex play, he did like a little pain with his pleasure and the idea of letting the sexy little female climb into his lap and sink those sharp little fangs into his flesh had him rock-hard and throbbing for her.
“Gods, baby girl, you look amazing in my shirt,” he murmured as Kara came towards him, an uncertain expression on her lovely face. “Can’t wait to feel you in my arms and feel those little fangs of yours in my neck.”
“You really don’t mind?” It seemed like she could hardly believe it. Raak wondered why no other warrior had ever seen how incredibly sexy she was. Maybe because she grew up on the Mother Ship where a female with fangs was an unwelcome anomaly. But for whatever reason, it was clear she needed reassurance.
“I really don’t mind,” he assured her. “In fact, I want you to. Come here and bite me, baby girl. Come take what you need.”
Kara couldn’t seem to resist his offer. With a hungry little cry, she flowed into his arms and pressed herself against him, her fangs sharp and ready to pierce his flesh.
Somehow Kara found herself straddling the big Unbondable, which meant her legs were spread wide over his leather-clad crotch.
Raak was sitting with his broad back to the backboard of the bed with his long legs stretched out on the bed. He welcomed Kara into his arms and cupped her hips in his big, warm hands, drawing her even closer.
For a minute, Kara felt uncertain. Should she really do this? Under his silky silver uniform shirt she was naked—her pussy spread wide as she straddled his hips. She could feel how wet and open and vulnerable she was down there—it wouldn’t take much for him to pop open his flight leathers and let loose the massive shaft she’d felt pressed against her cheek in the bathtub earlier. And then all he would have to do would be to thrust up into her…
No, we’re not doing that, she reminded herself sternly, though her pussy throbbed at the thought of being filled by his thickness. We’re not doing penetration—not having sex. I’m just biting him.
As if echoing her thoughts, Raak looked up at her, his silver-ringed eyes blazing.
“Well, baby girl?” he growled softly. “Are you gonna bite me?”
As he spoke, he pulled aside his wild black hair, exposing the left side of his strong throat. And suddenly Kara couldn’t help herself anymore.
Bracing her hands on his broad, bare shoulders, she leaned forward, breathed in his hot, spicy scent, and struck.
“Seven Hells!” Raak groaned aloud as the sharp points of her fangs drove into the side of his neck. The pain was good but the pleasure that followed after was even better, he decided, as a rush of overwhelming desire ran through him.
He had heard that when a male Blood Kindred bit a female, he injected a pale blue chemical compound called essence that gave instant orgasms and he had wondered if Kara had the same capabilities.
Well, he didn’t have to wonder any longer, he thought hazily as pleasure flooded him. Goddess-damn if he hadn’t already come in his pants like a damned adolescent twice and he was going to go for round three if she didn’t stop.
Kara did stop, to his mingled surprise and disappointment. She pulled back from him, an agonized expression on her pretty face. Raak could tell at once she was in distress.
“What is it, baby girl?” he asked anxiously, frowning at her. “What’s wrong? Did it hurt you to bite me?”
“Not…not exactly.” She shook her head but the miserable expression remained on her lovely features.
“Then what is it?” Raak urged. “Come on—tell me. Something must have gone wrong—though it was fucking amazing for me.”
“It was amazing for me, too,” she assured him quickly. “But I just…now I feel…” She shook her head, her cheeks stained with a blush. Clearly she was too embarrassed to finish. But the hot scent of her desire gave Raak an idea of what was going on.
“Biting me felt good…maybe too good. Am I right?” he asked, looking up at her as she sat straddling his aching shaft.
Briefly, Kara nodded. “Something like that,” she nearly whispered. “In fact, it was wonderful. But now I’m so…so empty inside.” She looked at Raak pleadingly. “What am I going to do? I ache…down there.” She nodded down to where the silver shirt barely covered her pussy. “It makes me want to…want to…”