Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

A quick sniff left no doubt in his mind—she had definitely worn this—and in the recent past, too. Damn…and she had been hot while she was wearing it.

Vorn started to put it back, aware that his shaft was rock hard in his trousers, when he saw yet another garment which was not a sweater.

Pulling it out, he found it was a kind of corset—at least, he thought that was what humans called this kind of thing. It was made of red leather and it laced up the front with black ties. Black lace trimmed the edges of the cups which would hold the breasts.

Jodi’s breasts, Vorn thought, before he could stop himself. Somehow he couldn’t help picturing her in the red leather corset—her generous curves on display and her full breasts spilling out the top, maybe even showing a hint of rosy pink nipple…

Taking a deep whiff of the leather corset, he knew she had been wearing it recently too. And she had been hot and bothered while she had it on.

Was this what she did in here? Get all dressed up and touch herself? Damn, he could just see her now, strutting around in these sexy little outfits, spreading her legs to stroke her hot, wet pussy…

Stop. Stop right fucking now.

Vorn had to shake himself mentally. This was wrong—completely wrong. If Jodi had wanted him to see these things, she would have left them out. Instead, she had hidden them away like a secret only for her. He had to respect her privacy. Had to put this stuff away and never look at it—or smell it—again.

He forced himself to hang everything up just where it had been and decided he would just drape his clothes over the foot of the bed. But…He frowned. His hostess seemed to like things really neat and clothes all over the bed would look messy. Maybe he could put his uniform shirt back into the carry-all cube and store the cube at the top of the small storage area. There seemed to be room on the shelf, which was higher than his eye-line.

Taking the cube, he attempted to fit it into the small space—only to find it wouldn’t go. There was something in the way—something obstructing it.

Putting down the cube, Vorn reached up and felt something round and flat. He pulled it off the shelf and found he was holding a kind of collar in his hand.

Vorn turned it over in his hand, studying it. It looked the right size to fit a woman’s slim neck and was studded with rhinestones that formed little hearts and stars. On the front, in the same, fake, glittery jewels he read, Sex Kitten.

Sex Kitten? What in the Seven Hells does that mean?

Vorn frowned. He was pretty sure that a kitten was the immature form of the Earth animal called a cat. It was a small, furry creature that made a low, rumbling sound when you stroked it—he had been able to see one once at a friend’s domicile.

They were most agreeable animals, but Vorn couldn’t help wondering why one would equate them with sexual encounters. It was all very strange.

Well again—not his business.

Shrugging, he went to put the collar back in its place but this time his searching fingers found something else—something long and thick and cylindrical.

Frowning and wondering what in fuck he’d found now, Vorn pulled the thing down off the high shelf—and nearly dropped it.

“Holy fuck,” he muttered, staring at it.

It was a phallus, almost as large as his own, made of bright purple plastic. Other than the vivid color, the phallus was life-like—right down to the broad, plum-shaped head and the ridges and veins on the shaft.

Before he thought about it, Vorn brought it to his nose and sniffed experimentally.

Seven Hells!!!

His shaft was suddenly so hard he felt like it might tear a hole through his tight leathers. The scent of Jodi’s ripe pussy was all over the bright purple phallus. It was absolutely the best damn thing he’d ever smelled and it made him so fucking horny that he could hardly think straight.

Need to jerk off, he thought hazily. Gods, this is too damn much. She can’t put me in a room with all this stuff that has her scent on it and expect me to just ignore it!

He supposed it would be like putting a human in a room full of pictures of naked females. Which was nice—of course it was. But the scent of a ripe and ready pussy was more attractive to Vorn any day. And this was almost more than he could stand.

Have to put this damn thing away—I can’t just stand here holding it, he told himself roughly. Have to—

And that was the exact moment Jodi walked into the room.

“I have the Chinese place on the line,” she said. “So if you want to pay…”