Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“All right,” Raak growled, panting a little after his exertion. “You wanna tell me what the Seven Hells that was all about back there, baby girl? I nearly had the sale in the bag and then you started going crazy.”
“Down—let me down!” Kara demanded, writhing against him. She couldn’t wait another minute. Whatever was wrong with her, she had the idea that the big Unbondable’s close proximity had something to do with it.
“Fine.” He took off the holo collar so he could see what he was doing and helped her get out of the leather harness he wore strapped around his waist.
With a gasp, Kara staggered free. She felt better for a moment…until she looked down at herself.
“Oh…oh, no,” she moaned at what she saw.
There were two large wet patches on the silver uniform shirt she wore like a dress—directly over her nipples. Not only that, but her thighs were slick with moisture too.
What was happening to her?
Twenty-Six
“What’s happening to me?” Kara moaned when they got back into the ship. “Why am I leaking?”
“Are you, baby girl? Let me see,” Raak said anxiously. He felt bad for being upset with her for ruining the sale earlier. He hadn’t had any idea all this was going on.
Should have had an idea though, he thought grimly. Qi tried to warn us there would be a price for shrinking her fangs. This must be it.
Whatever this was.
“Come on,” Raak told her. “Let’s get you into the fresher and out of that shirt so we can see what’s going on.”
Though he knew how modest she was, she allowed him to lead her into the fresher and open the shirt. Raak thought that she must really be in pain not to protest at all when he leaned down to examine her nearly nude body.
Her nipples were bright red and looked achingly hard. But that wasn’t all—they were also leaking a pale blue fluid like nothing Raak had ever seen before.
Wait a minute—never seen before? Yes, you have! he told himself. It’s essence—the same stuff that used to leak from her fangs when she bit you. Only now it’s coming from her nipples. What in the Seven Hells?
“Raak, it hurts!”
Kara’s soft cry of pain drew his attention from her full breasts to her face. She was nearly crying, he saw, his heart twisting for her pain.
“I know, baby girl,” he said quickly. “I know it hurts. Come on—let’s see if we can help you.”
Quickly, he drew a bath for her in the deep tub where he had warmed her after their escape from Tranq Prime. Maybe soaking in the warm water would help ease her ache, he reasoned. Maybe it would draw out the essence that was filling her breasts and causing her such pain.
But it wasn’t only her nipples that were leaking, he saw as he knelt beside her to adjust the water temperature. Her inner thighs glistened too, as if with her honey. But Raak could tell by the faint blue sheen that it wasn’t her honey but her essence that was coming from the sensitive area.
That which once flowed outward must flow inward, he thought. Well, Qi tried to warn us. I just hope I can ease her pain!
When the tub was nearly filled, he helped Kara into it but she begged him to come in too.
“Please, Raak,” she whispered. “Hold me like you did after Tranq Prime. Please.”
“Of course, baby girl,” he said roughly, his heart twisting in his chest again. Quickly, he stripped off his clothing and climbed into the tub with her, pulling her close to his chest. He would do anything to try and make her feel better and truth be told, he wanted to hold her but he’d been afraid she wouldn’t want his touch when she was in pain.
But it turned out that Kara did want his touch—very much. She writhed against him restlessly, moaning as the water around them turned a pale, delicate blue from her essence.
“Please, Raak—can’t you help me?” she begged, looking up at him in a way that tore at his heart. “Please, it hurts so much.”
“I was hoping the warm water would help you, baby girl,” he told her. “Maybe help pull some of the essence out of your breasts and pussy.”
“Essence?” She sat up between his thighs and looked down at herself, her eyes almost drugged with need and pain. She gestured at her full breasts, still leaking the pale blue liquid. “You think this is my essence?”
“What else could it be?” Raak asked reasonably. “Looks like it.” He leaned forward and swiped his tongue against one swollen nipple. The familiar sweet taste he associated with kissing her filled his mouth. “Tastes like it too, baby girl,” he murmured, looking up at her.
“Oh!” Kara gasped and thrust her breasts outward. “Do…do that again, please Raak,” she pleaded. “For just a minute when you licked me, it felt better.”