Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79941 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
But suddenly, a long arm shot up and caught the bouquet. There was a gasp from the audience as Courick came forward, holding it out.
“Forgive me,” he rumbled. “But the toss was too high for any of the females to reach.”
“Oh my!” Lacy laughed when she turned around and saw what had happened. “Well, since a gentleman caught the bouquet instead of one of the ladies, I guess he should decide who gets it.”
Courick nodded gravely.
“Very well.”
“Oh, me—me! Give it to me!” A dozen voices called and many hands reached for it. But Courick ignored them all.
Addison bit her lip as the big Kindred walked over to her and dropped to one knee before handing her the bouquet.
His romantic gesture caused a sigh from both the assembled unmarried women and the audience alike.
“Addison,” he rumbled, looking into her eyes. “Will you do me the honor of taking this bouquet and being the next female to Join with her mate?”
Addison’s heart was pounding as she accepted the flowers.
“I…I don’t have a mate, though,” she pointed out, wishing her voice sounded more steady.
“You could…if you wished to.” Courick took her free hand—the one not clutching the bouquet—and pressed a hot kiss into her palm. “Think about it,” he murmured and then rose to tower over her again.
Addison couldn’t help thinking about it—not just for the rest of the wedding but all the way home. Had the big Kindred been offering to marry her—to Bond with her? Surely not.
And even if he had been asking her to marry him, in a round-about way, it didn’t matter because she was leaving, Addison reminded herself. She needed time to think about if she was going to let herself fall for him again—especially after the way he’d treated her when her father had showed up.
But no matter what she told herself, her body was talking a different language. Her nipples were tight little points of desire and her pussy was so wet and swollen she had to keep crossing and uncrossing her legs to try and ease the ache she was feeling. Damn it, why did the big Kindred have to smell so good? It felt like she’d been wanting him ever since he’d held her in his arms during that slow dance. Or maybe even before that.
Whenever it had started, her body was in overdrive now and being cooped up in his car with his warm, cedar and spice aroma surrounding her wasn’t helping any.
Addison tried not to think about it, but by the time they got back to Courick’s bungalow, she knew she had to do something to ease her desire or she was going to go crazy!
Luckily, she had just the tool to help her…
26
COURICK
Addison couldn’t get out of the vehicle fast enough. The moment Courick parked in the driveway, she was rushing to the front door, eager to get inside.
Courick frowned as he watched her go. What was happening with her? He’d been able to smell her feminine arousal on the drive back home. She might not trust him, but he knew she desired him. The question was, could he turn that desire into a deeper feeling and get her to stay with him…to Bond with him?
He was determined to find a way.
27
ADDISON
Addison dug her toy chest out from under the pretty pink princess bed and got out the Kindred-sized cock. She knew she ought to use something else—something that didn’t remind her of Courick so much. But she couldn’t help herself—she wanted him so badly and this was the only toy she had that came anywhere near his size and girth.
Climbing on the bed, she pulled up her dress, pushed her panties to one side, and started rubbing the huge toy against her swollen pussy. Normally she would have gotten some lube out too, but she didn’t need it this time. She felt so hot she was sure she could finally fit the massive toy inside her—which was exactly what she wanted. She needed to feel opened—to feel completely stretched out on the enormous cock.
After rubbing the veiny length of the Kindred dildo against her aching clit, she angled it down so that the broad, flaring crown kissed the open mouth of her pussy. Then she pushed, trying to get it inside her.
To her dismay and irritation, the extra-large toy wouldn’t go in. It wasn’t that she was super tight—it was the fact that the Kindred dildo was so big.
But I want it big—I want it inside me!
Moaning in frustration, Addison tried again, pushing with all her might, but still the flaring crown of the realistic dildo refused to slip inside her.
“You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep on like that, little one.”
The deep voice from the doorway made Addison gasp and jerk her head up. Courick was standing in the doorway, his golden eyes half-lidded as he watched her trying to work the enormous dildo into her pussy.