Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
“Th-thank you,” Sonya stuttered. “Then…I guess I’m ready for you to, uh, heal me inside.”
“Good girl. Just relax then,” he murmured. “Lay back and let me heal you.”
Then he ducked his head again and began lapping slowly and teasingly between her thighs.
THIRTY-EIGHT
DAVRIK
Gods, she tasted so damn good! Davrik took his time—first slipping his tongue as deeply into her sweet little honeypot as he could and then drawing it up and over her inner folds, paying special attention to the ripe little berry of her Goddess pearl—what humans called a “clit.”
He loved the taste of her honey—so sweet and salty and so utterly Sonya. It was a flavor he’d been longing for the last five years and he couldn’t get enough of it—enough of her.
Inside his black sleep trousers, his shaft was aching. He’d tasted his own Sonya nearly every night of their mated life. In fact, it was a kind of bedtime ritual with them—something he did for her each night before she cuddled in his arms to sleep, and he had missed it fiercely.
He had sworn to himself that he would only heal this new Sonya but her body was responding to his touch and his tongue just like his own Sonya’s had. And now he couldn’t help himself—he needed to make her come.
But gently, he reminded himself. She was still raw inside and he needed to heal her with his Essence before anything else.
He dipped his tongue into her entrance again, sliding as deeply as he could into her inner pussy but he couldn’t quite reach the end of her channel. Well, he had expected that. Drawing back for a moment, he sucked his index and middle fingers into his mouth, making sure to coat them with his Essence. Then, carefully, he slid them into her soft little slit.
Sonya moaned and bucked her hips, but didn’t show any signs of pain. Encouraged, Davrik did it again, sucking her sweet honey from his fingers and once more coating them in his Essence before sliding back inside her.
When he had done it three or four times, she began to buck her hips again.
“Davrik…Sir!” she moaned, arching her back. “Please, I need…need more.”
Davrik felt his cock surge in his trousers. Gods, he wished he could give her more! Wished he could bond her to him fully and Claim her as his own. But she wasn’t ready for that—she wouldn’t be until he’d told her about the other Sonya and why he had come looking for her.
“Do you need me to make you come, baby girl?” he growled softly, looking up at her. “Is that what you need?”
“Yes!” she moaned and bucked her hips restlessly. “God, yes!”
“All right—then show me where you need me,” Davrik told her. “Guide me, baby girl.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice. As he bent his head again, small but strong fingers wove their way into his hair again and she tugged his mouth up until his tongue landed on the ripe berry of her clit.
Obligingly, Davrik sucked it into his mouth and began swirling his tongue around and around the little button, just the way his own Sonya had loved. At the same time, he slipped his fingers deep in her channel again and began to fuck her with a slow, steady rhythm he knew would drive her wild.
“Oh…oh, God!” she gasped and her hips bucked again, twice, and then she was shaking all over, crying and moaning as her orgasm overtook her at last.
As her pleasure surged, so did Davrik’s own. Slipping one hand between his legs, he yanked down his trousers, fisted his cock and jerked it twice before he started coming. He normally lasted a lot longer than that, but he couldn’t help letting Sonya’s release trigger his own. It was too much for him—tasting her again and feeling her come for him—he had to come himself or he felt he would explode!
She moaned and cried her pleasure for a long time, because Davrik knew exactly how to stroke her with his tongue to prolong her orgasm and give her little mini “aftershocks”, as his own Sonya had called them. At last, however, he felt her tugging on his hair which meant she wanted him to join her on the bed.
Pulling his sleep trousers back up, he did just that. Climbing in beside her, he gathered her into his arms and ducked his head to take her mouth in a deep kiss.
His own Sonya had always loved the taste of her own secret juices on his lips and this Sonya did too. She purred happily and lapped at his mouth hungrily, as though trying to get every last bit of her honey.
Davrik growled in response and kissed her back, loving the feeling of the small, curvy, willing body pressed against his own. But after a long, delicious moment of tasting her mouth, he finally pulled back. If he kept this up, they would go too far.