Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Drago nodded.
“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. Come a little closer and rub that sweet little pussy on my cock, baby. Are you all wet for me?”
Addie couldn’t lie.
“I am,” she confessed. “I…I can’t seem to help it, Drago.”
Any more than she could help The Thirst that was making her throat so dry. But she tried her best to ignore that. She had a hopeful thought—maybe if she satisfied the sexual urges she was feeling, The Thirst would go away on its own. It was worth a try, anyway.
“Make it look like you’re putting me inside you,” Drago instructed. “Use both hands.”
Addie did as he said. Gripping his thickness in one hand, she reached down and spread her pussy lips open with the other. Then she made a big show of raising up on her knees and lowering herself down.
For a moment the broad head of his cock slipped inside her open folds and she was tempted to try and take it for real. But the thought of having an instant pregnancy and a “Choosing Child” stopped her cold. She absolutely wasn’t going there, no matter how empty her pussy felt.
Instead, she sank lower, letting the underside of Drago’s thick shaft glide against her swollen clit. She couldn’t help moaning as the ladder-rung pleasure ridges bumped over her aching flesh. They seemed to give her extra stimulation as she rubbed against them.
“Oh, why does it feel so good when your ridges rub against me?” she moaned as she slid down his length until her open pussy was pressed just above the knot.
“Probably because I have micro-pleasure injectors there,” Drago growled hoarsely. “They inject pleasure chemicals every time your pussy rubs against them. It’s a special adaptation some Drake Kindred have developed to…Gods, you feel so soft and wet, baby!” he groaned, clearly losing his train of thought.
That was all right—Addie was losing her train of thought too. But as she raised up and down, rubbing her open pussy against the thick ridges along his cock, she had to admit that rather than diminishing The Thirst, the sexual contact was actually making it worse. Her fangs were aching and her throat felt like it was on fire. But she couldn’t bite her Protector, she told herself—she just couldn’t.
To give the big Kindred credit, he noticed something was wrong with her. Any other man wouldn’t have been thinking of anything but the slow slide of her pussy against his cock but when he looked at Addie’s face, his eyes narrowed in concern.
“Addison, what is it?” he rumbled, frowning. “You look like you’re in pain.”
“I…I am,” she confessed. “My throat…it’s so dry. And my…my fangs…” She shook her head, unwilling to go on. “Never mind. It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not fucking fine,” Drago growled. “I can tell you’re in need, baby—don’t lie to me.”
“I am in need but I can’t bite you!” Addie protested, though to be honest, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold off. Her vision was getting blurry and The Thirst was beginning to consume her whole world.
“Yes, you can,” Drago said simply.
At first his words didn’t register. Then Addie shook her head, trying to clear her vision, and focused on him.
“What did you say?”
“I said you can bite me—go ahead, baby. Do it.”
He turned his head to one side and Addison could see the thick vein pulsing just under his tan skin.
“No!” she protested, even as she leaned forward, her fangs aching and itching to pierce his flesh. “No, Drago—what if I can’t stop?”
“Not worried about that—just want to give you what you need,” he insisted. “Go on, baby—bite me. Take what you need.”
Addie couldn’t hold back any longer. Leaning forward she gripped his broad shoulders and sank her fangs deep into her Protector’s throat.
24
DRAGO
Drago had always liked some pain with his pleasure and this was no exception. Feeling his Fated Mate rubbing her soft little pussy against him was heaven—but having her bite him at the same time pushed his pleasure even higher. And strangely, he found he liked being strapped down and helpless while she did it.
“Gods, baby—that’s it!” he groaned, as she began to suck and swallow, drawing his blood into her mouth even as she continued riding him and rubbing her wet pussy against his shaft. “Take what you need from me—take it. Take me.”
Addie didn’t reply but her mouth was busy. Her hands were roaming restlessly over his bare chest as she drank from him and slid up and down, rubbing her clit against his cock.
Drago felt like he was going to explode soon! He’d never had an erotic experience anything like this. Inside him, his Drake was surprisingly quiet. It liked this too, he realized. It liked Addison taking control like this. His Drake’s reaction made him think again that the great beast somehow wanted to be tamed by his diminutive charge. Not that he would ever risk testing that theory.