Unbondable(Kindred Birthright #1) - Evangeline Anderson Page 0,58

minute when you licked me, it felt better.”

Raak frowned.

“You sure, baby girl? I thought now that your fangs were gone you didn’t want to do that kind of thing with me anymore.”

“Of course I want to, but this isn’t about that,” Kara exclaimed. “It’s about feeling like someone is running an electric current through all my most sensitive spots. Please, Raak—help me! If…if you don’t mind, I mean…” She bit her lip. “I mean, the essence leaking out…”

“Tastes as sweet as your kisses, baby girl,” he said firmly. “Of course I want to help you…want to lick you and suck you if you think it’ll make you feel better.”

Kara shook her head.

“I…I don’t know. But would you…could you just try?”

“Sure I will, sweetheart. Come here.”

Putting his hands on her waist, Raak pulled her closer so that her full, bare breasts were swaying in his face. He felt his shaft harden at the sight. Gods, she was lovely! But she was also in pain—and he wanted nothing more than to ease the ache she was feeling.

Carefully, he took one tight pink nipple between his lips and laved it with his tongue.

“Oh!” Kara threw her head back and pressed her breasts forward, pushing more of her nipple between his lips. “More!” she begged. “Please, Raak—do more.”

Encouraged by her obvious desire and the relief he was bringing her from pain, Raak sucked her nipple—gently at first, and then harder. The sweet pale essence flowed into his mouth reminding him of spiced honey, only slightly thinner. In no time, he had a mouthful. He swallowed and sucked some more as Kara moaned and pressed against him.

That’s right, baby girl, he thought as she fed her ripe nipples into his mouth, pressing desperately against him. That’s right, take what you need. Just take what you need and let me suck your sweet nipples for you.

At last, the flow from her tight pink peaks slowed and then stopped. Kara, who had been kneeling on her knees in the bathtub between his thighs, sighed and sat back. With a weary moan, she collapsed against his chest.

Raak held her tight.

“Better, baby girl?” he asked, looking down at her anxiously.

“Sort of,” Kara admitted.

“Sort of?” Raak frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It just means, I…” She looked up at him, biting her lip with those white little teeth of hers—teeth that were missing their fangs, Raak couldn’t help thinking.

“Go on,” he urged her. “Tell me, baby girl.”

“Well, it’s just that…that while my breasts feel much better now, I still have a, uh, a problem.”

Kara’s cheeks went red with embarrassment as she spoke and Raak understood what she was trying to say.

“Let me guess—your pussy aches as much as your sweet little nipples did a minute ago,” he said, looking down at her.

Clearly ashamed, Kara hung her head.

“Yes,” she whispered. “But I don’t like to ask you to, well…”

“You don’t want to ask me to lick your pussy?” Raak asked, raising an eyebrow. “Baby girl, don’t you know that’s what I’ve been wanting to do to you since the first minute I saw you back on the Mother Ship?”

“I know,” Kara said in a low voice. “It’s what every Kindred male wants. But now I’m leaking this stuff…”

“It’s just your essence, sweetheart,” Raak told her firmly. “It’s like Qi warned us—whatever can’t flow out, has to flow in—or at least in a different direction.”

Her eyes widened.

“You really think that’s what’s happening to me?”

“I do—what else could it be?” Raak asked reasonably. “Getting your fangs to shrink was a big deal—there was bound to be a price.”

“Well, I don’t know how I feel about paying it,” Kara said, frowning.

“I do.” Raak rose from the water, lifting her in his arms.

“Oh!” Kara gasped as the water sluiced off them. “What are you doing, Raak?”

“Taking you to the bedroom, baby girl.” He felt his shaft surge again at the thought of finally getting to taste her and his voice dropped to a soft growl of desire. “You need your pussy licked and I’m damn well going to lick you.”

Twenty-Seven

Kara couldn’t believe they were doing this. It was so embarrassing! And yet, she knew that Raak was right—she needed it badly. She could do nothing but moan softly as the big Unbondable carried her into his sleeping chamber.

He took a moment to towel her off gently and then laid her carefully on the bed with her lower legs hanging down over the edge. After toweling himself off as well, he knelt on the floor between