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…”
“Makes you need to make love—need to be fucked, doesn’t it, baby girl?” Raak growled softly, feeling his shaft surge again. But he’d promised not to do that to her, he reminded himself. He’d promised not to change the color of her eyes.
Kara seemed to be thinking along the same lines because she blurted out,
“I can’t let you change the color of my eyes but I can’t stand this feeling either! Raak, what am I going to do?”
“This,” Raak told her.
And started unbuttoning the shirt to bare her naked body.
Sixteen
“Wait!” Kara put up trembling hands to stop him but the big Unbondable was too fast for her—he already had the silver uniform shirt unbuttoned and spread wide to show her bare breasts and open pussy.
“It’s all right, baby girl,” he assured her in that deep, rumbling voice of his. “Everything’s gonna be all right. I’m not gonna make love to you tonight—just gonna help ease your ache.”
“But how?” Kara whispered weakly. She wasn’t trying to stop him anymore—her body needed whatever he was offering too badly for that. From the minute she’d sunk her fangs into his flesh she had known it was a mistake—a sweet, forbidden, miscalculation that she might pay a very heavy price for.
That was because the moment her fangs pierced his flesh, her pussy started throbbing and clenching—almost begging to be filled. Kara had heard how it was for male Blood Kindred—how after they bit a willing female their bodies wanted desperately to go on with the bonding process. It was because biting was an act of possession—a marking of the prospective mate—and the natural instinct was to finish claiming and bonding after that first bite was made.
But I didn’t think it would be the same for me, Kara thought desperately as her pussy clenched helplessly on nothing. She needed to be filled but how could she be without ruining her future?
“It’s all right, baby girl—I’ve got this. I’ve got you.”
Raak’s firm, deep voice seemed to bring her back from the brink of despair. Kara looked down at him hopefully.
“How?” she whispered.
“Like this,” he told her. And leaning forward, he captured one aching nipple in his hot mouth and slipped a big, warm hand between her legs.
Kara moaned and threw her head back as she felt two long, strong fingers slip into her virgin channel. Luckily, since she was half Kindred, she had no maidenhead to impede the way, so though she was tight, Raak was able to slide his long fingers deep inside her until he reached her core.
“Oh!” Kara gasped as she writhed on his lap. “Oh, yes, Raak—yes!”
The big Unbondable growled in approval at her reaction and continued pumping into her pussy as he sucked her aching nipples.
It was exactly what Kara needed. She writhed in his lap, for once unashamed of her need as her pussy clenched hard around the invading digits. Goddess, it felt so good to finally be filled! To have him so deep inside her.
If only it was his shaft, though, a little voice whispered in her head. If only he was filling you up—making you his—coming deep inside you…
The forbidden thought pushed Kara over the edge. With a cry of pure need and desire, she felt her