Bonded by Accident

“Oh, Slade, I don’t know…” she protested weakly. “I’m not sure if…”

“Don’t tell me you’re not sure if I’ll like the way you taste or smell because I fucking love both,” he told her, pushing up her skirt as he talked. “If you don’t believe me, just listen through our link while I eat you.”

“We shouldn’t,” Brandi said softly, but she was making no move to push him away. In fact, she found herself opening for him, leaning back on the seat she was sitting on and lifting her hips so he could pull down her panties.

It’s his scent, she told herself. His bonding scent—it’s driving me crazy, making me want to give in to him.

“Maybe,” Slade sent through their link. “Or maybe it’s just the fact that mates get hungry for each other. Gods, sweetheart—look at that gorgeous little pussy!”

He was spreading her legs as he sent this, splitting her wide with his broad shoulders as he crowded in to get between her thighs.

“Look at how hot and wet and open you are for me, baby,” he told Brandi. “Look at how your pussy lips are spreading to show those hot, slippery inner folds. It’s almost like your pussy is begging for a kiss.”

“No…no it’s not,” Brandi gasped but he was already leaning down to place a hot, open-mouthed kiss on her spread pussy. His lips were rough and gentle at he same time, first kissing…then nuzzling deeper, pressing his mouth into her folds and kissing again—this time directly over the tender button of her clit.

Brandi gave a little cry and her hips bucked up to meet him almost against her will. God, was he really enjoying this? It was hard to believe after what she’d been through in the past.

“Of course I’m fucking enjoying it. Didn’t I tell you before—Kindred need to eat pussy. And we fucking love it too.”

As if to prove his point, he spread her pussy lips wide with his thumbs and took a long, lingering taste, starting at the very bottom and running his tongue up and over the swollen button of her clit to the very top of her slit. Then he looked up at her, his mouth shiny with her juices.

“Fucking delicious,” he growled hoarsely, holding her gaze with his own.

“R-really?” Brandi stuttered.

His mismatched eyes flashed. “The only thing better than eating pussy is feeling a beautiful female coming all over my face while I eat her. Think you can do that for me, baby? Think you can come while I eat your sweet little pussy?”

“Slade…” she gasped as he leaned down and placed another sucking kiss on her open folds—this time directly over her throbbing clit. “Slade, we shouldn’t make this mistake twice…should we?”

“How is it a mistake to feel the hunger we both feel for each other?” he asked reasonably. “How is it a mistake to give you what you need and make you come, baby?”

“How…how do you know I need to come?” Brandi demanded breathlessly. Though to be honest, it was a need she’d been feeling pretty steadily ever since the big Kindred had held her in his arms and carried her out of danger and away with him. She hadn’t been able to put it into words at that point but the moment she smelled his bonding scent again she’d begun feeling safe and as soon as she felt safe, it was as though her body felt free to turn on the hormones and let her feel horny too.

“You telling me you don’t need to come?” Slade raised and eyebrow at her and slipped two long, strong fingers deep into her pussy, just as he had the first time they’d been together.

“Slade,” she protested but she didn’t try to stop him. In fact, she spread her thighs a little wider, letting him in.

He seemed to be searching for something and then he rubbed a spot inside her that nearly made Brandi jump off her seat.

“Oh!” she gasped, clutching for his broad shoulders. “Oh, God!”

Slade gave her a wolfish grin. “I wondered if Earth girls had the pleasure place inside them like other females do.”

“P-pleasure place? You mean the G-spot?” Brandi gasped. It was one of those places on her body she’d always read about but had never actually felt for herself. But the big Kindred seemed to have found it with no problem.

He shrugged, his broad shoulders rolling.

“Pleasure spot…G-spot…call it what you want—it makes females come really fucking hard when you rub it.” He gave her an intense look. “Which is what I want to do to you, baby. I want to make you come on my tongue while I rub your pleasure spot. Can you let me do that, Brandi? Can you let me make you come?”

“Oh God, I shouldn’t!” Brandi moaned.

Slade gave her that wolfish grin again.