Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
When the kiss broke at last, he cupped my cheek and looked into my eyes.
“Are you better now, baby? Lip all healed?” he asked, his deep voice hoarse.
“I think so.” I probed my lower lip lightly with my tongue. Sure enough, his compounds had healed me completely. “Yes, much better,” I said.
“Good.” Reluctantly, I thought, he began to pull away. “Then I really need to get dressed and go.”
“Wait!” I put a hand on his arm to stop him. “There’s, er, one more place I’m hurting. One more place that needs to be healed.”
“And where is that?” Slade raised his eyebrows.
“Come here.” I took his hand and tugged him towards the bed. “I’ll show you.”
He came with me, though I could see the skepticism warring with lust in his eyes. He gave a low growl as I sat on the side of the bed and spread my legs.
The motion opened my nether lips and pulled down the tiny white lace triangle. Suddenly my aching clit was on display.
“Here,” I said, tugging lightly on Slade’s arm. “This is where I hurt, husband. This is where I need to be healed…”
“Goddess, you don’t know what it does to me when you call me that, Princess!”
He fell to his knees before me and I could see The Thirst raging in his golden gaze. He needed me as much as I needed him. Slowly, I spread my legs wider.
“Please, husband,” I pleaded softly. “I’m so hurt and achy—please heal me.”
I could see it on his face when he gave in. His eyes went half-lidded and he licked his lips. Then, without another word, he wound his long arms around my thighs, split me wide, and feasted on me.
“Oh…ohhhh!” I moaned as he lashed my throbbing clit with his tongue. Then he sucked it between his lips and started sliding just the tip of his tongue up and down the right side of my little button—which was exactly how I liked to touch myself when I dared to do it.
I threw back my head and gasped as the pleasure rolled through me. The Need inside me was pushing me higher and harder. No matter how good his tongue felt on my bare pussy, I knew I needed more.
But Slade had been thirsty for me for a long time—he wasn’t going anywhere for a while. He was holding me down, his arms around my thighs as he knelt on the floor before me, pinning me to the bed. He teased my clit for a while, making my juices flow, and then he ducked down lower, sliding his tongue deep inside me to gather them and lick up all my honey.
I moaned helplessly and gripped his horns, but this time I couldn’t guide him. Slade knew exactly what he wanted from me and he was determined to have it.
At last I gave up. Laying back fully on the bed, I gave in to his lust to taste me, not even trying to get away as he bathed my pussy with his tongue. The thing was, he kept getting me closer and closer to the edge…and then pulling back at the last moment.
Finally, when I was crying with The Need and writhing under him restlessly, he looked up at me.
“Gods, you don’t know how much I needed that,” he growled and licked his lips. “Your soft little pussy has been all I could think about for the past three weeks!”
“I…I’ve been thinking about you too!” I panted. “Thinking about how much I missed you…how much I need you.”
He raised an eyebrow at me.
“So The Need is fucking with you again, is it? Wasn’t the toy I sent you enough to help?”
“Not nearly!” I moaned. “Because it’s not what I want—what I want is you.” I sat up on my elbows and looked him in the eyes. “Slade, you’ll never know how sorry I am for what I did, but you have to believe me—I didn’t know what a serious offense it was. I…” I swallowed hard. “I hated you when I first agreed to marry you. I was frightened and I just wanted to get away—I thought if I could keep from having a baby, you would let me go sooner.”
He frowned but didn’t seem angry like he had before.
“And now I’m supposed to think you changed your mind? Why? What changed it?”
“You changed my mind,” I told him softly. Sitting up more, I reached out to cup his cheek. “You were so kind to me—so patient. You didn’t hurt me or force me like I was afraid you would. You were gentle and sweet and you let me take my time getting ready for you.” I stroked his cheek gently. “I know I insulted you and your Clan and I just want to make it up to you.”