Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

“What do you think?” he asked again, still holding out the rabbit vibe. “You like that? Like to have your sweet little clit tickled while you get your pussy filled?”

Jodi felt her cheeks getting hot but since they were talking so honestly, she wasn’t going to lie.

“That’s nice,” she said, nodding to the rabbit. “But for me it isn’t so much the stimulation as the fantasy that goes along with it.”

“The fantasy, huh?” Vorn arched one black eyebrow. “What fantasy would that be, baby?”

“Well…”

Jodi bit her lip. Should she tell him? But she’d already come this far…

“I don’t just use the toys for how…how they make me feel,” she admitted. “I like the way they look too. I like the way I look when I’m all dressed up in a naughty little outfit and I’m using a toy on myself. So the visual aspect is almost as important as the sensory one,” she finished, trying for a normal tone of voice—as though it was perfectly usual to be discussing things with the big Kindred she’d never admitted to anyone.

Vorn sucked in a breath, his golden eyes narrowing.

“So what do you do—get all dressed up and then parade around that bedroom you put me in and watch yourself getting off?”

“Something like that,” Jodi admitted. Her cheeks were flaming but she kept her head high, refusing to feel ashamed. “Sometimes I walk around the whole apartment. I like…” She cleared her throat. “Like to pretend I’m putting on a show, you know?”

“That’s a show I’d fucking like to see,” Vorn growled, his golden eyes still hooded.

“Maybe you will,” Jodi said lightly. “But remember—you can look but don’t touch.”

“Got it.” He nodded and seemed to bring himself back from some inner fantasy. “So this little guy—in or out?” he asked, holding up the rabbit vibe.

“Actually, I like him.” Jodi nodded at the purple jelly rabbit ears. “And those look like they would feel extremely nice. So I’ll take it.”

“You got it.” Vorn put it in the basket. “Now what else…”

They perused the isle, finding a few more dildos Jodi liked and then came to a section of vibrators that were only for clitoral stimulation. Jodi picked one up and examined it, looking at the back of the package.

It was a round disk, about two inches thick and six inches across—about the size and shape of a roll of duct tape. Sticking out of it at intervals were pink latex tongues. Apparently once you turned it on the tongues turned in a circle, lapping at whatever was placed against them.

Luscious Licking Action! proclaimed the packaging. Your pussy has never felt so pleasured!

“You want that, baby?” Vorn said in her ear.

Jodi frowned. “I’m not sure. I, uh, doubt it would feel like the real thing.”

“Do you know what the real thing feels like, though?” he asked. “I thought that idiot James wouldn’t go down?”

“Yes, but he’s not the only guy I’ve ever been with,” Jodi pointed out. “I had a few boyfriends as an undergrad who were, uh, somewhat willing to try it.”

“Willing to try?” Vorn sounded like he couldn’t believe it. “You make it sound like some kind of fucking chore!”

“Well…that’s how some guys treat it,” Jodi admitted. “Like it’s something they have to get through in order to get to the good part.”

“Baby, licking pussy is the good part,” Vorn told her, his golden eyes blazing. “Getting on your knees between your female’s thighs and eating her until she’s shaking and crying and calling your name—it doesn’t get any better than that. What the fuck is wrong with human males?”

Jodi sighed. “I don’t know. I just know that none of the ones I’ve ever been with have been very good—or very eager—to uh, go down.” She put the twirling tongue vibrator back on the shelf. “I guess that’s why I pretty much gave up on it.”

Vorn shook his head.

“That’s a damn shame, little girl. Every female deserves to have her pussy worshiped by a male who knows what the hell he’s doing and enjoys it.”

“Well, who knows? Maybe James will suddenly develop an interest.” Jodi shrugged uncomfortably, knowing that wasn’t very likely. “Um…can we look at the other side of the store?” she asked, wanting to change the subject from her fiancé’s shortcomings. “They have outfits over there.”

“Sure, baby—whatever your little heart—and pussy—desires,” Vorn said agreeably. “C’mon—let’s check it out.”

They wound up picking several outfits like ones Jodi had been eyeing online but couldn’t afford. A naughty school girl set that came with a short plaid skirt, a thin white blouse that tied under the breasts, and thigh-high white stockings was one she really liked. But the leather mini skirt that zipped up the front and the back and a demi-cup black lace corset with naughty little see-through lace panels that could be pulled up or down to either cover or expose her nipples, was exciting too.