Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 541(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
It was so nice, lying here and letting him pleasure her with his tongue. Andi knew that the leisurely licking would soon lead to a deep and thorough fucking but she had nearly gotten used to his thickness by now and even come to crave it. She didn’t know how she’d made do with the Vienna sausage her ex had between his legs for so long. Now she longed for the feeling of Cade’s huge cock stretching her out regularly.
The only thing she refused to do was remove the knot-guard. She wasn’t sure if it actually constituted any kind of effective birth control, but she didn’t think she could take the big Hybrid’s thick knot inside her. She was simply too full already when he bred her—there wasn’t any room to spare in her tightly stretched pussy for the thick swelling at his base.
“I saw my friend Flow-da in the Emporium today,” she said to Goodie Bo-long, ruffling Cade’s hair as he licked her. “She told me she thinks the New Order is planning something.”
“Are they?” Goodie Bo-long laughed. “Let them. I’m not afraid of those ridiculous old prudes. They ought to be enjoying this opportunity we women have to live free and do what we want while having sex with as many men as we want! Instead, they’re squandering it—letting their own desires rot them from the inside out. Most of them are as sour as inside as blethian vinegar.”
“Well, I just wanted to warn you before I went,” Andi offered. “Since the Moon shuttle is scheduled to come tomorrow.”
“Ah yes—the shuttle.” Goodie Bo-long sighed. “Well, I must confess I’ll miss your company, my dear. It’s been lovely getting to know you.”
“I have to thank you for all you’ve done for me and Cade,” Andi said sincerely. “We never would have lasted at Goodie Tight-azz’s place—especially now that his, uh, appetites have gotten so extreme.”
“Yes, he is a randy one, your Manimal.” Goodie Bo-long smirked. “His behavior certainly wouldn’t be tolerated by any of those holier-than-thou NOs.” She stifled a yawn and stretched. “Well, my dear—I think I’ll go on to bed. You’d best get some rest as well, since you’re leaving tomorrow. I shall accompany you to the Emporium and buy your ticket—that way we can say goodbye properly,” she added.
“Er, thank…thank you.” Andi was trying not to pant by then, because Cade had her very close to coming. She knew as soon as she orgasmed, he would want to mount her—probably right over the arm of the couch.
“Gobi, stop now,” Goodie Bo-long tapped her Manimal’s head. “Come upstairs and you can mount me in the bed,” she told him. “It’s much more comfortable there.”
As they left, Cade split her thighs wider and Andi let him. Even though she’d gotten used to having an “audience” while Cade tasted or bred her, she still felt much more comfortable when it was just the two of them alone.
“Oh, Cade!” she moaned softly, opening herself for him more completely as she lay on her back. “Come on—why don’t you try mounting me this way for once?”
She loved it when he took her from behind—it was so animalistic, so primal. But Andi had to confess that she longed for a face-to-face encounter. She wanted to look into the big Hybrid’s eyes and feel really connected to him as he took her—as he filled her with himself and his seed. And she was one of the few human women who were tall enough to have that kind of eye-to-eye connection during Missionary-style sex with a Kindred warrior.
But though Cade settled between her thighs as she had asked and filled her deeply, she didn’t feel the connection she wanted. His golden eyes were wild in the firelight—filled with passion and affection but not comprehension. If only she could feel like he understood what was happening between them and he approved of it, she would feel so much better, Andi thought!
But that elusive connection eluded her. Even as she came on his thick shaft and felt him spurt inside her, she knew there was something missing—something she would probably never find, since she was sure that Cade wasn’t going to want to continue their sexual relationship once he came back to himself.
She felt like crying when it was done. It might be their last time making love, but it hadn’t been making love—not really. It was hot and primal—breeding or fucking, take your pick—but it wasn’t making love, wasn’t connecting on a soul-deep level which was what she truly longed for with her Protector.
Cade considerately cleaned her with his tongue and then rolled over on the broad leather sofa for a nap.
Andi got up, straightened her clothes, and thought of taking a final soak in the marble tub upstairs. Cade would find his way to her later and he was much too heavy to move once he’d decided to sleep.