Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

“Yes,” she whispered, wiggling against him. “Yes, Liosh, please—touch me.”

“With pleasure, sweetheart,” he murmured and then his middle finger was sliding into her wet pussy and circling the throbbing button of her clit, slowly and gently.

“Oh!” Melli gasped, throwing her head back to rest against his broad chest. She felt weak in the knees—so much that she nearly collapsed. Only Liosh dropping to his own knees to support her saved her from falling over onto the floor.

“Gently, Talli,” he murmured, his fingertip still lightly caressing her heated bud. “Does it feel that good?”

“Feels amazing,” Melli admitted. “Way different than when I touch myself.” She leaned back against him, opening her legs a little more for his touch. “Oh, Liosh…”

He stroked her a little while longer, but just as she was feeling her pleasure build, he turned her gently to face him.

“It’s almost time to get into the tub, Talli,’ he murmured. “But first I want to kiss you.”

“Kiss me?” Melli felt almost drugged with pleasure. “Kiss me where, exactly?”

“Here.” He nodded down to her pussy, where her puffy outer lips were spreading on their own to show her silky wet interior.

“I…I thought you were going to bathe and massage me first,” Melli asked. “Before…before you tasted me.”

“I won’t be tasting you just yet,” Liosh told her. “I just want to kiss you—once—to get you used to the idea. Then I’ll put you in the bath.”

“All right.” Melli nodded. “How…how do you want me? Should I just stand here?”

“Lean back a bit against the side of the tub,” Liosh suggested. “That way your pussy will be more open and I can give you a nice, long kiss.”

The heat in his deep voice and the desire in his eyes made butterflies flutter in her belly. Doing as he said, she leaned back against the high side of the tub and spread her thighs, just a little.

“Gods, such a gorgeous little pussy,” Liosh growled softly. “I can’t wait to spread you open and take my time tasting you, sweetheart. But for now, just a single kiss.”

Then he leaned forward and placed a soft, hot, open-mouthed kiss on her spread pussy. He held the kiss for a long time and Melli felt him press just the flat of his tongue against her heated depths and throbbing clit.

“Liosh!” she moaned and her hips jerked forward before she could stop herself, feeding more of her pussy into his mouth.

For a moment, Liosh’s grip on her hips intensified and he pressed forward, seeking an even deeper kiss. Then, very reluctantly, he finally pulled back.

His mouth and lips were shiny with her juices and the hungry look in his eyes as he licked his lips, said he wanted more.

But for now, he appeared to be able to restrain himself.

“We need to get you into the tub, my Lady,” he told Melli. “Before I want more than just a kiss.”

“All…all right,” Melli whispered and let him help her into the steaming, rose-petal water.

Liosh let her soak for a while and then he took a soft sponge and washed her—every body part from head to toe. As he caressed and stroked her, Melli experienced a languorous mixture of relaxation and desire. She had never felt so safe and so soothed and yet so turned on at the same time.

Though she tried not to, she couldn’t help remembering the jumpy, unhappy state of nerves she’d felt on the night of the Junior Prom with Jason Sykes. It had been her body trying to tell her something was wrong—something was off, she thought. She should have listened to her instincts and tried to get away instead of listening to Jason reminding her how she had promised him her virginity.

Then she pushed that thought and the ugly memory that went with it away. She didn’t want anything to spoil this night with Liosh. He was so completely different—so gentle and kind and considerate—and his big, warm hands felt so good and soothing on her body.

After he finished scrubbing her, the big Kindred helped her out of the tub and patted her down gently with a towel. Then he led her into the bedroom, where more towels had been laid out on the larger bed.

By this time, Melli was over any shyness she might have felt about letting him see her naked. Liosh made her feel beautiful—not only with the compliments he paid her, but with the gentle way he touched and caressed her –as though she was precious and must be handled with care. She felt like a princess when he laid her face down on the bed and told her to relax.

“Mmm…what’s next?” she asked sleepily as he knelt over her.

“A massage,” Liosh told her. “I don’t have access to all the different kinds of massage oils I would have on the Mother Ship, but I managed to find a few nice ones here. Just relax, my Lady, and let me serve you.”