Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
“You…so you need to…”
“Need to taste your sweet pussy, Cassie,” Ravik rumbled from behind her—clearly he was following this conversation just fine, she thought distractedly. “Need to spread your pussy with my tongue and taste your honey from the source.”
“It would be beneficial for both of you if you let Ravik taste you,” Severin told her. “The more of your honey he gets, the lower his viral load goes as well.” He stroked her cheek again. “I don’t know why you’re so resistant to being tasted.”
“I just…I guess I’ve never been with a man who really, er, wanted to do it,” Cassie admitted. “My first husband, Mitch, absolutely refused and Sskarth tried a few times but his tongue was long and thin and forked—it didn’t feel very good and besides, he didn’t like it that I was ‘wet down there’ as he put it.”
Severin’s eyes narrowed.
“Both your ex-mates were fools. There’s nothing better than tasting the woman you love.”
Cassie bit her lip. Had he actually said the “L” word? But surely he didn’t mean it. After all, she hadn’t even known either of them that long.
“Look, sweetheart—I can tell you’re nervous,” he murmured. “How about if I hold you in my arms while Ravik goes down on you? I can talk you through it—it might make things easier if you feel overwhelmed.”
Cassie was touched by his care and kindness.
“Well…all right,” she said at last. “I…I guess that would be okay.”
“Good girl,” he murmured and he smiled, flashing fangs that were long and sharp-looking. “Come on—let’s get you into position.”
Before she knew it, Cassie was lying on her back with Severin behind her, cradling the top half of her body against his broad, bare chest.
Ravik was between her spread thighs, and eager hunger in his golden, half-lidded eyes.
“I get to taste Cassie? Get to eat her pussy?” The Beast Kindred’s deep voice was a hungry growl.
“Yes, but gently,” Severin admonished him. “Remember—human women are delicate.”
“I can be careful.” Ravik sounded slightly offended. “Ravik knows how to taste a woman and give her pleasure without hurting her.”
Severin raised his eyebrows.
“So you do. I’ve seen it several times. All right, then let’s get our lady ready for pleasure.”
As he spoke, he cupped both of Cassie’s bare breasts in his big warm hands and began lightly teasing her nipples.
“Oh!” she moaned, arching her back. God, her whole body felt so sensitive—so needy. She really hoped that letting Ravik go down on her helped because if it didn’t, she didn’t know what else to do.
36
CASSIE
As Severin began to tease her nipples, Cassie felt Ravik’s big hands settle on the insides of her knees.
She tensed immediately—she couldn’t help it. Even though she had agreed to this—had practically begged for it in a roundabout, deeply embarrassing way—having a male between her spread thighs made old memories rise up before she could stop them.
She couldn’t help remembering Mitch rolling his eyes and refusing point blank the one and only time she’d asked him to go down on her. But even worse was Sskarth’s long, thin forked tongue flickering against her in a way that felt more creepy than pleasurable. And always, she felt the awful self-consciousness of being exposed and vulnerable and wondering if the man looking at her was secretly disgusted or put off by how wet she was or her taste or smell.
But Ravik didn’t look disgusted or put off—he looked hungry.
Not Hunger Virus hungry, thank God—not white-eyed and snapping and mindless. This was something else—something hot and intense and purely Kindred.
His golden eyes were half-lidded, his nostrils flared as though he was breathing her in, and his big hands were careful where they rested on her thighs. He was so much larger than she was that he could have pushed her open easily— could have simply taken what he wanted.
But he didn’t…he waited.
“Cassie?” he rumbled, his deep voice vibrating against her inner thighs as he looked up at her. “May I taste?”
The question made something twist inside her—not just need this time, but emotion. Because he was asking—even with his eyes heavy and his breathing rough and his big body practically shaking with the effort of holding himself back, he was asking for permission—trying to make her feel comfortable.
Cassie swallowed hard.
“Yes,” she whispered. “But gently.”
“Gently,” Ravik promised.
Behind her, Severin’s arms tightened slightly around her upper body. His bare chest was warm against her back—not furnace-hot like Ravik, but solid and warm and steady. One of his hands remained cupped around her breast, his long fingers brushing lightly over her aching nipple, while the other stroked along her side in a slow, soothing motion that made her shiver.
“Breathe, sweetheart,” he murmured close to her ear. “You’re safe. Ravik won’t hurt you.”
“I know that,” Cassie said, though her voice sounded embarrassingly shaky.
“Then let him give you pleasure.”
The words were soft, but there was something in them that made her pulse jump. Severin sounded like he knew exactly what she needed and was determined to help her accept it.