Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
“No!” she sent fiercely through their link. “I told you, I don’t do that anymore.”
“You’re going to have to ‘do that’ sweetheart, if you want to get through this,” he argued, also through the link. “If you don’t, you could get very sick. At the very least you need to have an orgasm. Can you touch yourself?”
Molly bit her lip and he could feel her internal struggle. Her upbringing was coming back to her in a major way and waves of guilt were assaulting her. There was no way she could make herself come. The paralyzing shame she felt made it impossible for her to even touch herself, let alone bring herself to orgasm.
“All right,” Torus said. “Then maybe you’d like me to lick you, sweetheart? Do you want me to eat your soft little pussy until you come for me?” He could barely keep the hungry growl from his voice as he offered. Her rich, feminine scent was tickling his nose, making his mouth water to tasted her juices right from the source.
A new surge of emotion came from Molly—uncertainty and shame so strong it almost canceled out her need.
“No, please!” she begged. “Don’t…don’t do that. You don’t want to put your mouth on me there.”
There was nothing Torus wanted more, in fact. Like all Kindred, he had a biological need to taste his female. But he could tell that at least for now, the idea was a non-starter for Molly.
“All right,” he said soothingly, stroking her hair. “I won’t taste you if you don’t want me to.”
“Thank you.” Her relief was palpable. What had been done to her to make her ashamed to receive oral pleasure, Torus wondered? Whatever it was, he didn’t have time to get to the bottom of it now. Her need was growing again and he had to do something to help her. He needed to take charge of this situation—take charge of her body since Molly clearly couldn’t do it herself.
“Come here,” he murmured. Wrapping one arm around her shoulders, he positioned her so that she was on her back but still leaning against him with her head pillowed on his shoulder. “Now spread your legs for me,” he ordered in a commanding voice.
Molly looked up at him and he felt the surge of uncertainty mixed with pure sexual need.
“What…what are you going to do to me?” she asked in a small voice.
“I’m going to make you come, baby,” Torus growled. He held her gaze with his own. “I’m going to stroke your soft little pussy until you come nice and hard for me. Are you going to be a good girl and let me do it?”
Molly moaned and shifted against him.
“Yes, Sir,” she said softly, speaking to him the same way she had back when he was her boss and she was his subordinate. She spread her legs a little wider, clearly offering her pussy to him. “I’ll be good and let you touch me,” she told him.
“Good girl,” Torus growled again. Gods, she felt so warm and soft in his arms! He wanted so badly to give her pleasure—to help her through this sexual need. But he knew he had to be careful—she was so tiny and delicate. He didn’t want to hurt her.
He sucked the tips of two fingers for a moment to get them wet and then reached between her legs. Her little pussy was open for him, wet with her juices and puffy with need. Her tight little clit looked like a tiny pink pearl begging for attention.
Carefully Torus found the tiny nub and began to stroke all around it with one gentle fingertip without actually touching it. He knew how over-stimulated she already was—if he touched her too directly or rubbed too hard, he could chase away her orgasm rather than bringing it to her.
As he touched her, he opened the TET link between them as wide as it would go. He wanted to feel everything she felt—to be sure he was touching her the way she needed to be touched—giving her pleasure without going too far.
“Oh…Oh, Torus!” Molly moaned, her hips bucking as she reacted to his gentle stroking. “Oh my God, that feels so good!”
“Good girl—that’s right,” he growled softly. “Just relax and let me pet your sweet little pussy. Just be my good girl and let me make you come…”
He felt her surge of pleasure when he talked to her this way. It was clear that giving up her sexual power to him had made her even hotter—a fact that made Torus hot too.
“Yes, Sir!” she panted and bucked her hips again. “I can be your good girl.”
“Mmm…” Her total submission made his cock throb. He wished that he could have fit it inside her—that he was Bonding her to him even now. But since that was impossible, the next best thing was to hold her in his arms and make her come for him.