Delivered by the Defender (Kindred Tales)

Once again, he seemed to have said the magic words. Her eyelids fluttered and her breath hitched in her chest.

“Yes, Master,” she nearly moaned. “Oh God, yes—I can be your good girl.”

Valen felt his cock surge as he reached between her spread thighs and cupped her hot little cunt in his hand. Gods, she was so wet! It felt as though he would be able to slide inside her to the hilt with no problem!

You’re not supposed to be fucking her—you’re supposed to be healing her, the little voice in his head reminded him. And to do that, he would need to use his Essence.

Withdrawing his hand for a moment, Valen sucked his first two fingers into his mouth, tasting a faint hint of her honey as he gathered some of his Essence. Then he reached between her thighs again. This time, he spread her pussy lips wide and slipped the two Essence-coated fingers into her slippery folds.

“Oh…oh, Master!” Selena gasped, and thrust her hips forward, as though trying to get more contact with him as she gripped his shoulders with her slender fingers. “Oh, God—that feels so good!”

“Of course it does, little one,” Valen growled. Bracketing her tender, swollen little clit between his fingers, he began a slow, vertical massage, sliding up and down her slit to spread his Essence all over her sensitive little Goddess Pearl.

Soon enough, though, he was out of Essence and needed to get some more. Valen knew he couldn’t taste her pussy honey from the source—if he allowed himself to bury his face between her thighs and go down on her, he wouldn’t be able to stop. But it should be safe enough to taste her this way.

As he slipped his fingers into his mouth, her secret flavor exploded across his tongue, making Valen groan with desire. Gods, she tasted every bit as good as she smelled! How he wanted to spread her thighs and lap her soft little cunt until she came all over his face!

But if he did that, he would want to Claim her, he admitted to himself. It was better—safer—to just continue healing her this way. Reluctantly, he took his fingers out of his mouth and slipped them into her pussy again.

“Master!” she moaned, rubbing against him shamelessly. “God, it feels so good when you touch me like that—when you pet my little pussy!”

“That’s good, little one,” Valen growled softly. He slid his fingers lower, finding her cunt mouth and teased around the entrance. “Do you want me to go deeper?” he murmured, catching her eyes and holding them with his own. “Do you want me to fingerfuck your tight little cunt until you come for me?”

“Oh, God!” Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, as though she was so aroused she could barely stand it. “I want to come for you, Master—you know I do. But, well…”

“Well, what?” Valen demanded, frowning a little.

“Well…” She opened her eyes and looked at him shyly. “Don’t…don’t you want to bite me? I mean, while you, er, touch me?” she asked hesitantly.

Valen frowned, the Blood Hunger growling within him. Of course he fucking wanted to bite her! But this could ruin everything.

“Do you want me to bite you?” he asked bluntly. “You know I cannot inject my Essence to pleasure you when I bite to feed.”

“I…I don’t mind.” She shook her head and then pulled back her long, silky black hair, baring the side of her throat for him. “I…I want you to bite me, Master,” she breathed. “I want to feel your fangs in me while you make me come.”

“Gods!” Valen’s shaft surged and his fangs felt sharp enough to pierce solid steel.

Shouldn’t do this, whispered a little voice in his head. When she feels your fangs, she’ll run from the pain—she’ll cry and beg you to leave her alone. Remember Ka’lessa!

But the sight of her smooth, bare neck was too much. The scent of her skin and the sweet taste of her honey was still on his lips—he wanted her as he had never wanted any female before. He had to have her.

“Come here, then,” he said hoarsely. “Come here and prove that you want my fangs in you, little one.”

“Yes, Master,” Selena whispered breathlessly. Leaning forward, she pressed the side of her throat to his lips. And though Valen could feel her entire body trembling, he could also smell the unbearably sweet scent of her desire perfuming the air between them.

She really does want this—or at least she thinks she does. Shouldn’t do it—shouldn’t risk it.

But he couldn’t help himself. With a low, hungry growl, he struck, sinking his fangs into her throat and thrusting his fingers into her soft little pussy at the same time.

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Selena couldn’t believe she was doing this—couldn’t believe she was offering her bare, vulnerable throat for the big Kindred’s bite. But she had seen how long and sharp Valen’s fangs had been growing as he tasted her juices and stroked her pussy. Clearly biting was a sexual thing for him and she had never been afraid of a little pain with her pleasure. Not that she’d ever gotten anyone to oblige her, until now. Gary had looked at her like she was crazy when she’d asked him to bite her during sex.