Submitting to the Shadow (Kindred Tales #27) - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,37

let him in.

“No,” she said, glaring up at her boss-slash-Dom with a belligerent frown. “I don’t like that thing—it feels weird.”

Roark frowned at her sternly.

“Samantha, you know the only other way to remove the bonding fruit ointment is for me to lick you. Is that what you want?”

As a matter of fact, that was exactly what Samantha wanted. Though she’d never been comfortable with this act before, she was ready to try it again. Part of that was the fact that the constant “edging” Roark was subjecting her to was driving her crazy. And part of it was something Meg had told her about Kindred.

“It doesn’t matter what kind of Kindred they are, they all need to eat pussy,” she’d explained, while telling Sammi yet another naughty story about herself and Berik. “It’s some kind of biological thing. And I swear if you get them between your legs, you’ve got them—you know? They just can’t resist you after that. Why—do you know that Berik ended up proposing to me right after the first time he tasted my pussy?”

“No, did he?” Sammi had felt an uncomfortable sort of fascination. Her best friend had always been an over-sharer. It was part of her personality—she always told too much.

“Oh, yes!” Meg giggled. “We were at the pool at my old apartment and we had it all to ourselves—nobody else was there that day. Anyway, Berik had been rubbing suntan lotion all over my body—and I do mean all over…” She had grinned and nodded down at her breasts. “When suddenly, I jumped and told him something had bitten me. Can you guess where?”

“I think I can,” Sammi had said dryly.

“Exactly—right between my legs.” Meg widened her eyes. “So I got him to ‘check it out’ for me—though of course, first he had to take off my bikini bottoms. And then I asked him to ‘kiss it better.’” She giggled again. “He made me come five times right there by the pool and afterwards he told me he had to Claim me and join with me because he was addicted to my pussy and he needed to taste it every day for the rest of his life. Can you imagine?”

As it happened, Sammi could imagine such a scenario—between herself and her boss.

Was she trying to trap Roark into some kind of relationship by demanding that he lick the bonding fruit ointment off her clit rather than using the molecular wand? Sammi couldn’t say for sure—she only knew she wanted to be closer to him—not just physically but emotionally. If this act would bring Roark to her, then she wanted to try it.

Plus, he was driving her crazy with lust—which made her a lot less self-conscious about letting the big Kindred go down on her.

“Do you want me to lick your pussy to remove the ointment, Samantha?” Roark asked again.

“You’ve already been sucking on my nipples for the last thirty minutes to remove the bonding fruit ointment.” Sammi said flippantly, her heart pounding against her ribs. “You might as well lick my pussy too, while you’re at it.”

She knew it was dangerous to use that tone when speaking to her boss—he might decide she needed another spanking. But she liked being naughty sometimes—it gave her a sexual thrill to know she was pushing the limits.

Roark’s eyes flashed and he frowned at her sternly.

“Careful, Samantha. And if you think I’ll let you come just because I’m tasting you, you’re sadly mistaken.”

Well, they would see about that, Sammi thought to herself. She was so close to the edge right now it felt like the least little thing might send her over. And Roark’s warm, wet tongue bathing her aching clit was not the least little thing.

“Do it,” she whispered, looking up at him. “Please, Roark—I…I need you to.”

He growled, low in his throat and she saw unmistakable desire in his pale eyes. He might pretend this was all an experiment, but she knew damn well it turned him on to control her sexual pleasure as much as it turned her on to let him control it.

“Very well,” he told her. “Then spread your legs wide for me, Samantha, and let me in.” He frowned. “But first I’m going to have to make certain you can’t move while I do this—I can’t have you riding my tongue to orgasm.”

Sammi was already in the stirrups but she felt an extra rush of desire as he strapped her in, just as he had the first time he removed the bonding