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)
“Call me ‘husband,’” he demanded in a low voice. “Do it, Aurora—I want to hear you say it. Admit it.”
“Hu-husband!” I stammered and then said it louder. “You’re my husband!”
“You’re fucking right I am!” he growled. “And don’t forget it, wife!”
Then he took my mouth in a bruising kiss, wrapping one arm around me to drag me even closer. At the same time, his other hand was busy between my legs, working me fiercely, guiding me through the last swells of pleasure as my orgasm finally crested and slowly faded.
I kissed him back eagerly, noticing a new flavor—something wild and salty and delicious—on his lips. With a shock, I realized it was me. He had been touching me and then sucking his fingers to clean them off. I was tasting my own juices on his lips and they weren’t bad at all.
I felt a fresh surge of pleasure as I licked and sucked my secret flavor from his mouth. I don’t know why but it turned me on to taste myself on him.
Slade waited until I was twitching my hips to get away because the sensation was becoming too much. Finally he broke the kiss and pulled back to look at me as I sat panting in his lap.
“Better, Princess?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.
I nodded, suddenly shy again now that my orgasm was over and I found myself half-naked in his lap with his fingers still inside me. The woman I had been two days ago would never have allowed herself to get into such a position—how had I changed so much in such a short time?
It’s The Need, I thought. It’s making me want him—making me need him. But there didn’t seem to be anything I could do about it.
“All right,” Slade said. He withdrew his fingers and sucked them again, taking great care to clean away every trace of my juices. “If you’re feeling better, I think we’re ready to go to our last department,” he told me.
“What? Where else are we going?” I demanded as I climbed shakily off his lap.
“You’ll see, Princess.” He gave me a secretive smile and nodded at the lingerie. “Come on, let’s get these bagged up and go.”
26
SLADE
The Need was getting to her—I could tell. It wasn’t just her scent either—though that was fucking hot. It was the way she kept shifting from foot to foot and squeezing her thighs together. Even though I had just made her come, she was already itching for more.
If only she would let me drink from her it would help. She needed the compounds my body made to ease the achy feeling and the unrelenting lust. But she seemed so determined that her sweet pussy was dirty or bad somehow. I wondered what the fuck they were teaching their kids on L’Crist because this was definitely something someone had taught her.
The Thirst was still tormenting me, though thanks to licking her juices off my fingers, it had eased a tiny bit. Not being able to drink from her wouldn’t kill me—I could survive indefinitely, even though the craving to pleasure her and taste her would get worse and worse.
But though The Thirst wasn’t fatal, its female counterpart, The Need could be. Once a Brute finds his Fated Mate and the two of them start spending time in close proximity to each other, The Need will grow and grow. If it isn’t satisfied and slaked with the compounds of the Brute the woman is mated to, she can develop what we call “Need Fever” and that can be fatal.
If it came to that, I would have to hold Aurora down and give her what she needed, whether she wanted me to or not.
I didn’t want to do that. I’m no rapist and I fucking hate males who are—rape is a killing offense in Clan Cruel. Not just banishment—you get fucking executed. So I didn’t want to do anything like that to her…but I also couldn’t let her die.
I would have to keep a close eye on her, I decided. If she started getting a fever or complaining that she felt “empty inside”—meaning her little pussy needed to be filled—I would have to take steps to save her.
I hoped and prayed it wouldn’t come to that—she needed to just let me taste her. And then soon after, to Breed her.
If she wasn’t careful, it was going to become a matter of life and death.
27
AURORA
I saw Slade giving me a thoughtful, worried look as we stepped into the vertical lift again. What was on his mind?
I didn’t know—but I did know what was on mine. My cunny was already hot and wet again, aching for another release. I wished we could just go home so Slade could help me.
Not that I liked it, I told myself quickly. Yes, he gave me pleasure but he was still my enemy. But now my body seemed to need him, much to my chagrin. What was I going to do? Maybe I could get him to take us back to the penthouse right away.