Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

“Well,” Melli hedged. “It’s kind of in a sensitive area. See, I was, uh, trimming myself a little so I could wear these silly little panties.” She spread her legs and nodded down at the tiny pink lace panties which were nothing more than a small triangle attached to a few strings.

“You…were?” Liosh asked again, but this time his deep voice sounded slightly strangled.

Melli nodded. “Uh-huh. Hey,” she went on, as though the thought had just occurred to her. “Maybe…would you mind, you know, healing me, Liosh? You know—with your essence?”

“That would depend on where the cut is.” His deep voice was definitely hoarse with lust now, but it was clear to Melli he was holding himself back so as not to frighten her. But she could see that his fangs had grown long and there were blue droplets of essence beading at their tips.

“Let me show you,” she said and came around to stand in front of his side of the bed. “It’s just… here.”

And, tugging down the panties, she exposed her newly-shaven pussy to him completely. The tiny nick from the razor was just above her pussy slit and it was hardly bigger than a pinprick. But Melli winced as she showed him, shifting her hips so that her outer pussy lips spread open to show her slippery inner folds and the little pink pearl of her clit.

‘It really hurts,” she said again and looked at Liosh pleadingly. “Do you think you could heal it?”

“I suppose…suppose that I could,” he growled hoarsely. “But I’m not sure how you might feel about being under me, Talli.” His eyes flicked up to hers and she saw love and concern in their pale blue depths. “Not even just for me to, er, heal you.”

“Well, why do I have to be under you?” Melli asked, having a sudden inspiration. “Maybe…how would it be if I was uh, the one on top?”

His eyes went half-lidded at once and she knew she had hit on an idea he liked.

“You mean you would straddle me? Put your knees on either side of my face and bring the, er, hurt place down for me to lick and heal?” he asked, clearly trying to keep the eager hunger out of his voice but failing.

Melli felt a shiver of lust go through her. No, not just lust—need. Her nipples felt like hard little points at the tips of her breasts and her pussy was beginning to get all creamy and hot. God, she hoped her plan worked! Otherwise she was shortly going to be in some serious sexual pain.

“Yes,” she said, smiling at him. “And look, you’re already lying in bed. Just scoot over to the middle and let me, uh, straddle you, like you said.”

Liosh scooted towards the center of the big bed obligingly and propped his head up on a pillow—the better to reach her, Melli assumed.

“I’m ready,” he told her, his blue eyes blazing. “Ready to heal you, Talli.”

“And I’m ready to be healed,” Melli assured him. “But…” she nibbled her bottom lip, as though considering. “Do you think I ought to take off my panties for this?” She nodded down to the tiny lace triangle which was still pulled down to show her pussy. “They might get in the way.”

“Yes, they might,” Liosh agreed. “You can take them off, sweetheart. If you’re comfortable with that, of course.”

“I am,” Melli told him. Sensually, she slid the lace panties down her thighs and then stepped out of them, leaving herself bare from the waist down. Climbing into the bed with him, she straddled the big Kindred’s face, resting her knees on the pillow on either side.

This put her in the position of having her open pussy right over Liosh’s mouth and she could already feel how hot and wet she was getting.

“Gods, Melinda,” Liosh swore hoarsely, as he drank in the sight of her outer pussy lips parting to show her slippery pink inner folds. “You’re so beautiful here.”

“Where you’re going to heal me, you mean?” Melli asked innocently, still hovering over him, letting him look his fill.

God, she didn’t know if she could have been this bold without that cupcake she’d taken from Jodi. But after hearing what her big sister had to say about how Liosh wanted her but was afraid to hurt or rush her, she knew she had to eat it. And it was certainly having an effect now.

“Yes, exactly.” His big hands were on her hips now, urging her down. “Come here, Talli,” he growled softly. “Come here and let me heal you.”

“Yes, Liosh,” she whispered. “Heal me. Heal me with your tongue.”

She was hoping he would lap her open pussy at once, but to her frustration, he actually did heal her— only bathing the tiny razor nick just above the top of her slit with the tip of his tongue before pulling back.