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Delivered by the Defender (Kindred Tales)

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Well, to be honest, she had imagined scenarios that were a little like this one, she had to admit to herself. There were plenty of Kink clubs where couples could go to “play” together, and she had tried several times to convince Gary to take her to one. But her ex had always refused, leaving her unfulfilled. Now the big Kindred was touching her exactly how she wanted and needed to be touched, and he was doing it for an audience. A strange mixture of embarrassment and desire rolled through her as the big Kindred tugged and pinched her tender peaks.

Selena had to admit, it really turned her on.

“Oh, Master!” she moaned, as he tugged sharply again. “Oh, that feels so good.”

“Gods, such a responsive little bimbap,” the Emperor muttered, looking at her jealously. “Only see how she responds to just a little bit of tit torture! We bet her pussy is as wet as water right now!”

“Would you like me to check and see for you, Your Majesty?” Valen purred. And one big hand slid down from her breasts to cup her pussy mound through the golden dress.

Selena bit her lip. God, was he really going to touch her so intimately, right here and now? Was he going to lift her skirts and slip his hand into her panties? Slip his fingers into her pussy?

Just the thought made her feel like she was on fire—her knees weak with lust.

But the Emperor was shaking his head.

“No, it would only make us jealous to see you finger her soft pussy,” he said grumpily. “Empress the Third, can you not see that the royal shaft is aching?” he demanded, glaring down at the displaced third Empress, who was still staring at Selena with rabid hatred in her bright green eyes.

“Yes, my Lord,” she hissed stiffly. Leaning forward, she grasped his stubby cock and made a great show of sucking it deep into her red-stained mouth. The Emperor groaned and thrust deeper between her lips and Empress the Third sucked him even harder.

The whole time, she never took her eyes off Selena.

“It would seem that Your Majesty is busy,” Valen said smoothly. “May we have your leave to exit your royal presence and seek out the royal harness maker? It may take him some time to complete a harness and we are scheduled to dine with you and the rest of the Inner Court in just a little while.”

“Yes, yes—go!” The Emperor waved at them irritably. “But see that your little bimbap doesn’t appear before us without a breast harness on again! It is too tempting!”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Valen nodded. “Come, Selena,” he told her. “Let’s go.”

“Yes, Master,” Selena murmured and a thrill coursed through her at being able to call him that.

She had tried several times with Gary to do “Master and slave” or “Dom and sub” play, but it had never really felt right to call her ex, “Master.” Partly because Gary wasn’t into it at all, and partly because he just hadn’t been Masterful in any way. He had only been an inch taller than her and he’d been kind of puny, to be honest. Also, he had a mild face with watery no-color eyes, swimming behind thick glasses. He looked like the Chemistry teacher he was, not a dominant male who would or could master her in any way.

On the other hand, it felt completely right to call the big Kindred, “Master.” Valen was at least seven feet tall and deliciously muscular. He actually made Selena feel small—which wasn’t an easy task, considering her curves. Plus, he had the stern, uncompromising demeanor of a Dom already—not to mention those intense blue eyes. He didn’t have to pretend—he was naturally exactly the right kind of male for her to submit to.

At least, that was how it seemed to Selena. As she followed the big Kindred out of the vast receiving hall, she wondered how he would feel about acting as her Master. He hadn’t wanted to earlier—what had changed his mind?

She didn’t know, but she hoped she would find out.

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“Do you see now, why I was reluctant to play your Master?” Valen demanded in a low voice, as soon as the two of them had stepped back through the arch and out of the receiving hall. “That is the kind of thing you may expect regularly—the ‘tit torture’ as the Emperor called it—that and more.”

He could still feel the weight of her lovely breasts in his hands—could still hear her soft moans when he had tested the tightness of her large nipples and tugged and twisted them as the Emperor had commanded. As a Kindred male, he did not touch females against their will, he told himself—it did nothing for him.

But if that was true, why had teasing the curvy little Elite’s puffy nipples made his shaft so hard? Even now it was throbbing in his trousers—almost as much as his fangs were throbbing, aching for another taste of her sweet blood.


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