Hidden Rage: Kindred Tales

“Ummm…” she said, since Dragon was still staring at her intently.

“Well, do they?” he growled softly. “Do mammalian males taste their females the way you tasted me? Do they spread open their soft little pussies with their tongues and lap and suck to taste their juices, right from the source?”

Clearly, he was really getting into the idea.

“I mean, sometimes they do, I guess,” Bobbi said carefully. Then she had an inspiration. “But that’s usually one of the things they save until after they get properly married,” she said. “And sex too—mammalians don’t have sex until after they’re married.”

Which was technically true—some cultures and religions still thought it was very important to wait until after marriage to be sexually intimate. Bobbi herself had been raised by strict Southern parents, who wanted her to settle down and get married and have kids—in that order. Her mother in particular had been disappointed when she decided to pursue a PhD instead of a husband and she had nearly cried when Bobbi admitted to her that she and her fiancée had broken up.

“But when am I ever going to get grandbabies from you, sweetheart?” she’d asked, when Bobbi had announced the breakup and her intention to go study the Orniths on Avria Pentaura in the same breath. “How are you ever going to meet a nice man and settle down if you’re on a planet where there aren’t even any human men?”

“You still have Savvi and she’s already given you two grandbabies,” Bobbi had pointed out. Her older sister, Savanna, had settled down after getting a bachelors degree and had dutifully started having kids. She and her husband—a very respectable but extremely dull man named Harold—had even moved to be in the same neighborhood as her parents. So Bobbi really thought that her mom shouldn’t complain—after all, Savvi was having enough grandbabies to keep any grandma happy. She already had a boy and a girl and another on the way.

“I just want you to be happy, sweetheart!” her mother had said. “How can you be happy gallivanting around the universe living with people who aren’t even human?”

“Gallivanting around the universe is exactly what makes me happy,” Bobbi had told her. “Honestly, Mom—I’ll settle down when I’m good and ready and not before.”

Of course, she’d never dreamed that she would be put in a position like this, she told herself, looking up into Dragon’s blazing eyes. She’d never planned on being kidnapped and then having to get intimate with her kidnapper to save her own life after being drugged with a dangerous aphrodisiac.

Admit it, Bobbi, whispered a little voice in her head. Letting him make you come the first time was to save your life. But everything else after that has been just for fun and you know it. You’re enjoying yourself, and you know you really shouldn’t be.

No, she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help wanting to get close to the big Kindred. He smelled so good and he was so big and warm—his body just seemed to draw hers like a magnet.

She looked up at him, wondering if he’d go for her explanation that mammalian females didn’t allow males to go down on them or have sex until after marriage. She certainly hoped so, or she was shortly going to be in a lot of trouble.

At last, Dragon nodded.

“All right,” he rumbled. “I understand that you do not want to let me kiss you between your legs or take you until we are married. I can wait for that.”

“Oh, good…” Bobbi felt a rush of relief.

“But I want to kiss your lips again,” Dragon growled. He stroked her cheek and looked into her eyes. “I want to touch you and make you come again, Bobbi. And I want to kiss and suck your nipples some more—I loved the way they feel in my mouth and the way you moan when I suck them and stroke your soft little pussy.”

His hot, dirty words and the intense way he was looking at her when he said them sent a shiver of lust right through her. She knew she ought to say no, but she was suddenly feeling hot and bothered all over again.

“Well…” She nibbled her lower lip. “I guess maybe…I mean, I know you said sometimes the, uh, effects of the red-hand potion take a while to wear off.”

“They do,” he murmured. Leaning down, he brushed her hair aside and placed a slow, hot kiss on the vulnerable side of her neck, which sent a rush of tingles down her spine. “I want to kiss you everywhere,” he growled.

“All…all right,” she heard herself saying breathlessly. “You can…can kiss my nipples some more if you want to, I guess.”

Dragon raised an eyebrow at her.

“And stroke your pussy? I want to explore you, my little feela. I want to know your body as I know my own.” As he spoke, one big hand slid down her body, over her trembling belly to cup her mound. “I want to make you come again,” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “Come hard.”