Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

“O…okay,” Melli had agreed. “But…keep talking to me, Liosh,” she’d begged. “I…I think it helps when you talk to me.”

“You mean when I tell you how beautiful you look in my lap, wearing nothing but those little pink panties while you touch yourself?” he growled softly. “Or how hard the scent of your hot little pussy makes me? Or how I can’t wait to lap between your legs and taste it for myself…”

Melli had moaned and arched in his lap, loving the sound of his deep voice saying naughty things while she stroked and caressed her aching clit with one careful fingertip. His warm scent seemed to surround her with safety and comfort and his hooded gaze on her body as she touched herself let her know how perfectly beautiful and desirable she was. Everything about the big Kindred spoke of safety and love and commitment and desire.

Feeling so beautiful and loved allowed Melli to drive out the fear and pain that had haunted her for so long and finally give in to desire.

In a surprisingly short time, she’d felt her pleasure building to a peak. Her fingers flew faster and faster over the aching bud of her clit and before she knew it, she was experiencing the first orgasm she’d had in years.

“Oh…oh!” she had gasped, arching in Liosh’s arms. “Oh, Liosh…Liosh, I’m coming!”

“Of course you are, Talli,” he had murmured encouragingly. “Go on and come—let the pleasure take you—you worked hard for this, enjoy it.”

Melli had enjoyed it—thoroughly. Which was why she was so surprised when, after the pleasure faded, she burst into tears.

But Liosh hadn’t seemed to think it was strange or unusual for her to be crying out in pleasure one minute and then sobbing on his chest the next. He only held her close and murmured in her ear,

“It’s all right, Talli—let it out. Just let it all out.”

“I…I don’t know why I’m crying,” Melli had whispered at last, after the sobs slowed down to sniffles. “That felt amazing.”

“A physical release often triggers an emotional release,” Liosh told her. “It’s all right, Melinda—some tears are healing.”

And he seemed to be right. After her orgasm and the mini-breakdown that went with it, Melli had felt amazingly free and relaxed. She had nestled against Liosh’s broad chest as he sucked her fingers clean, clearly relishing her flavor, and then taken her to bed where he could cuddle her all night long.

They had woken up in the middle of the night and repeated the process, only this time Melli had taken off her panties and let him watch as she touched and stroked herself. It had helped that they didn’t have to turn on the light for him to see her—his Kindred night vision was sharp enough to see by the dim light of the moon coming through the crack in the shade.

He had held her close and murmured how beautiful and sexy she was as she caressed her pussy, telling how he was looking forward to licking her and tasting her honey right from the source…

Now, remembering the hot middle-of-the-night masturbation session, Melli felt aroused all over again. She looked up at Liosh, wondering if he was feeling the same and found that his pale blue eyes were studying her face.

“Liosh?” she made his name a question and he smiled at her.

“Talli,” he murmured. “I think you’re finally ready…ready to let me heal you. But there are a few preparations I want to make first…”

Twenty-Six

As Melli was waiting for Liosh to run her a warm bath—he said he wanted to take care of her in every way that night, before he got to the healing—she got a very strong feeling that someone wanted to talk to her.

By now she knew the feeling of someone wearing a Think-me and trying to communicate—she and Liosh had been practicing with the Kindred technology and sometimes Melli wore the thin gold wire under her long hair so they could communicate via thought during some of her longer and more boring classes. Even the dullest class could be rendered amusing by the big Kindred’s droll commentary on whatever it was the professor was saying.

Thinking that maybe Liosh had taken the Think-me into the bathroom to talk to her while he prepared the bath, Melli opened herself to the mental communication and was surprised to hear her sister on the other end of it.

“Hello, Melli? Is this thing working?”

“Jodi?” Melli sent back. “I’m here. Are you calling me on purpose or were you trying to get Vorn? And why didn’t you just text me or call me on the phone?”

“Because I don’t want any record of this on my phone,” Jodi sent back. Her big sister’s mental voice sounded decidedly agitated, Melli thought.

“Um, okay—but why?” Melli asked, even more confused.

“Because I don’t want James to see it. And because it has to do with me cheating—well, sort of cheating on him,” Jodi confessed.