Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“We haven’t known each other very long but yes—I trust you,” she said at last.
Wraith felt his heart swell.
“Thank you,” he said simply. “You honor me with your trust.”
“So…what are you going to do?” she asked. “Do you know of some kind of medicine that can help?”
“In a way.” He nodded. “How much do you know about Blood Kindred?”
“I know they have fangs,” she said hesitantly. “But they don’t drink blood—right?”
“Exactly, most Blood Kindred don’t drink blood. They use their fangs to inject their Essence, which is a special liquid their body makes just for their mate. Essence can heal wounds and it also brings pleasure and helps in the Bonding process,” Wraith explained. “I’m half Blood Kindred and my fangs also produce Essence.”
He bared his teeth briefly, letting her see the short, sharp points of his fangs and the beads of blue liquid Essence collecting at their tips.
Hanna went pale.
“You want to bite me?” she asked, her eyes going wide. “But I’m already so sensitive down there! I don’t think—”
“No, no!” Wraith hastily assured her. “I don’t want to bite you, little one. I want to spread my Essence on the places where you’re hurt. That’s all.”
“So…you want to lick me? Lick my…lick me there?” she asked, nodding down at herself.
“I do,” Wraith said gently. “Not for my own gratification, though—to heal and soothe you. You’re very swollen and I can tell you’re hurting. Will you let me help you?”
She nibbled her lower lip again and he could tell she was nervous about the idea. It reminded him that she’d never had a male’s mouth between her legs before.
“I’ll be gentle,” he promised. “I’ll only use my lips and tongue—I swear I won’t hurt you.”
“Can…can I take a bath first? I mean, a dip in the bathing pool?” she asked at last. “I just want to feel clean if you’re going to, uh, lick me there. Okay?”
Wraith wanted to tell her that she was already perfect—he loved her hot scent and he was sure he would love her flavor as well. But he could see that she felt uncertain and self conscious, so he nodded.
“Of course—whatever makes you comfortable.”
“Thank you.” She nodded shyly. “Er…I’ll need to get undressed.”
“Oh, right.” Wraith turned around, giving her his back though he would have loved to see her disrobe. But again, he understood that she was shy. He waited until he heard a soft splash before turning around again.
Hanna was submerged neck deep in the warm waters but she didn’t look happy about it. In fact, she appeared to be in pain.
“Hanna? What’s wrong?” Wraith phased out of his clothes and joined her in the bathing pool at once—though he didn’t really feel the water grow warm and wet around him until he touched her bare shoulder lightly.
“This water’s really hot,” she admitted in a low voice. “It’s really stinging me.”
“Then don’t stay in. Here—let’s get you out right away.” Wraith lifted her in his arms, but she protested.
“Wait! I wasn’t finished washing yet!”
“You don’t need to wash,” he told her firmly. “Your soft little pussy is perfect just the way it is. Now come on, I’m taking you out of here.”
And he carried her out of the pool, despite her weak protests.
Once out of the bathing pool, he got them both wrapped in drying sheets which immediately sucked up any moisture that touched them. Then he picked up Hanna again and took her into the bedchamber where he laid her on the bed.
She looked at him uncertainly.
“Um…now what?” she asked in a small voice.
“Now you’re going to let me heal you,” Wraith said firmly. He didn’t want to push her into anything she didn’t want, but she needed to be healed and there was only one way to achieve that.
“By…by licking me?” she asked.
“Exactly.” Wraith knelt on the floor, keeping the fingers of one hand loosely circled around her ankle to keep himself corporeal. He looked up at Hanna expectantly. “All right, little one—you’ll have to open for me or this won’t work.”
“I know. I just…I’m sorry. I feel shy,” she whispered—as though she was afraid he’d be mad at her.
Wraith’s heart squeezed like a fist. Of course she was nervous! This was her first time trusting a male to taste her. And he would bet, by the way she was acting, that her past lovers hadn’t treated her with nearly the patience and caring she deserved. Well, it was time to break that cycle right now.
“We can take our time, if you like,” he murmured and dropped a gentle kiss on the smooth skin of her calf. “We can go very…very slowly if that will make you feel better.”
“Really?” Her silvery-green eyes widened.
Wraith nodded and kissed her calf again—just a little higher this time.
“Of course,” he assured her. “We have all the time in the universe—there’s no need to rush things. Just try to relax and let me heal you.”