Devoured: Brides of the Kindred 11 (27 page)

Tess felt her breath catch in her throat
as he slid the pink silky panties down her thighs and then her legs until at
last he could take them all the way off. Then, instead of coming back up to the
head of the bed to join her, he kissed the inside of her ankle. Moving up, he
kissed her knee.

“Um…” She wasn’t sure what to say. But
then he kissed her thigh. He was getting closer and closer to her pussy which
was making her incredibly nervous.

Garron seemed to sense this because he
looked up at her.

“I smell fear on you again, Tess. Is this
bothering you?”

“I just…” She squeezed her thighs together
and took a shallow breath as bad memories tried to intrude. “I’d just rather
not…I don’t want your, uh, mouth down there. Your hand is okay but I’m not
comfortable with…with anything else.”

“All right.” He came back up to the head
of the bed and lay on his side, facing her. He put an arm around her, drawing
her close. “We can take things slowly,” he murmured, placing his hand on her
trembling stomach. “As slowly as you want.”

“Thank you.” Tess felt a rush of relief as
she relaxed against his hard chest. It was hard to know how to react to the big
Kindred’s gentleness and patience. It had been so long since she was able to
say yes or no to anything sexual—so long since she’d been able to decide what
she wanted done to her or to ask for something she didn’t want done to stop.
Asserting herself like this was almost a foreign concept but she liked it—liked
it a lot.

Garron spent a long time holding her close
and stroking her back and shoulders and buttocks again with his big, warm
hands. Tess felt herself melting against him, her breasts pressed to the hard
planes of his chest and their thighs brushing. His spicy bonding scent filled
her senses and the long, hard club of his sex branded her belly. But though he
was clearly aroused, there was no sense of urgency or impatience coming from
him.

“This is nice,” she whispered at last.
“But…I thought you wanted to, uh, touch me.”

“I
am
touching you.” He stroked her cheek and looked into her eyes. “Do you know how
many years I dreamed of holding a beautiful, curvy female like you this way?
Skin-to-skin with nothing between us? I am in no hurry for it to end. Are you?”

“No. No, not at all.” Tess smiled at him.

“Good. But I am going to touch you more
intimately— I’m just waiting for you to be ready.”

“What? But…I thought I
was.”

“Until I started kissing your thighs which
provoked your fear,” he said. “Now I need to get you ready again.” He smiled,
his eyes half-lidded with desire. “Don’t worry—I don’t mind at all.”

“But how will you know? When I’m ready?”

“I’ll know. So will you.” He kissed her
cheek gently. “Gods, you’re soft and beautiful in my arms. Love to hold you
this way,
lin’del.”

Tess snuggled against him. She loved the
feel of his big, warm hands on her and his muscular body pressed to her own.
But she had to confess that while all the touching and stroking was really
nice, it was making her…hungry for something more.

Well
then why don’t you
get
some more,
whispered the little voice of Tess BP in her head.
Don’t be shy—you’re already naked in bed
with him. Why not have a little fun?

Acting on the naughty little impulse, Tess
tilted her chin up and captured the big Kindred’s lips with her own. He groaned
softly and returned her kiss, running the tip of his tongue over the seam of
her lips, asking for entrance.

Tess opened to him willingly, pressing
harder against his big form, as she invited him to deepen the kiss. He did,
slipping his tongue gently into her mouth, penetrating her in the most tender
way imaginable.

Her nipples throbbed and her pussy
suddenly felt swollen and wet. She moaned softly and sucked on his tongue,
wanting even more. His mouth tasted of some exotic spice she couldn’t
name—something hot and delicious like cinnamon but wilder. The taste of him
seemed to do something to her—rather than satiating the hunger she felt, the
mysterious taste made her want more. More of his mouth, more of his big form
pressed against hers, more of his hands on her body.
More.

Then
get more,
the voice in her head
whispered.

Once again, letting her impulses guide her,
Tess reached for his big hand and pressed it between her breasts. Then she
guided it down her body until it came to rest between her legs, cupping her
pussy once more.

Garron broke the kiss and looked at her,
one eyebrow raised.

“Tess?” he said softly as she pressed
against his palm.

“Please,” she murmured, looking up at him.
“I want…I want you to touch me. To pet the…the inside of my pussy.”

“Of course,
lin’del,”
he growled softly. “I think you’re ready now.”

“More than ready,” Tess assured him. “I…I
don’t think I’ve
ever
felt this
ready.”

“We still need to take it slowly. Here…”
He adjusted their positions so that she was lying on her back with her head
pillowed on one of his thick biceps and he was lying on his side, almost
hovering over her. “Is this all right?” he asked, leaning down to kiss the
corner of her mouth.

“Yes, I guess.” Tess kissed him back,
smiling a little. “Is this so you can reach me better?”

“Partly. And partly because I want to look
in your eyes while I explore you.”

Tess bit her lip, feeling nervous. “Oh,
really?”

“Really,” he murmured and then he cupped
her bare pussy in his big hand again. “I want to watch you moan.”

“Oh…” She didn’t know what to say but just
then he spread her outer pussy lips with his index and ring fingers. This time
he didn’t wait or tease her. Tess felt his long middle finger dip down to slide
across her slick inner folds, making her gasp though she tried not to.

“It’s all right.” Garron was watching her
intently as he circled the swollen bud of her clit very, very gently with a
single fingertip. “All right to move…to make noise. I want your pleasure,
Tess—want it so much I can taste it.”

As if to illustrate his point, he lifted
his hand for a moment. Tess saw that the finger he’d been using to touch her
was shiny with her juices. She bit her lip in embarrassment when she saw how
wet she was but Garron seemed to love it. He growled softly and sucked the
finger into his mouth, licking away her honey as though it was a delicious
treat.

“Garron?” she asked uncertainly.

“Gods, you taste good,” he murmured,
reaching down to touch her again. Tess moaned and jumped a little when he
slipped two fingers into her heated depths this time, swirling them around in
her juices.

“You…you think so?” she asked uncertainly.
She found it hard to believe he would enjoy her taste or the idea of licking
her so much. After what Pierce had said…had done—but she pushed the bad memory
away quickly.

“I
know
so,” Garron growled, stroking over her sensitive inner pussy until she
quivered. “Just wish I could taste your honey straight from the source.”

Tess shifted uncomfortably. “I’m sorry, I
just…I don’t…”

His nostrils flared. “Desire and fear.
Sometime you’ll have to tell me why the idea of spreading your legs and letting
me lick and suck your sweet little pussy distresses you so. In the mean time,
just relax and let me make you come.”

His fingers were working faster now,
sliding along the sides of her clit, building a pleasure sweeter than any Tess
had ever known. Pierce would never have done anything like this for her. His
touch on her skin was cruel…punishing. She’d never had a man caress her so
slowly, so tenderly. Her hips moved in time with the big Kindred’s fingers and
soft little moans of need were being pulled from her throat, no matter how hard
she tried to stop them. She could feel the intense sensations beginning to peak
inside her and she could tell the coming orgasm was going to be amazing—so hot
it was almost scary.

She was getting closer and closer when
suddenly Pierce’s voice intruded in her head.

Slut!
You little whore, getting off on it like that! Good girls don’t like it—they
just endure it. Shut up and lay still!

No!
Tess squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to ignore
the accusations, trying to push back the past. She could feel herself shutting
down, could feel her body freezing up, denying the guilty pleasure she got from
Garron’s touch. But she couldn’t do anything about it…

“Tess. Tess, look at me.”

The big Kindred’s deep, gentle voice
caused her eyelids to fly open and she looked up to see him staring at her with
a hungry expression.

“Stay with me,” he murmured, his fingers
slipping over her pussy and clit a little faster. “Stay right here with me.
Look into my eyes and feel what I’m doing to you.”

“I…you’re touching me,” she whispered,
almost unable to get the words out.

“I’m stroking your sweet, inner cunt,” he
murmured. “And you’re moving with me—I like that. Like it a hell of a lot.” He
motioned to the way her hips were thrusting in time to his caresses. “I like
the sounds you make too. The soft, helpless way you moan when I do this…” He
slid one finger deliberately over the aching bud of her clit making Tess gasp
and cry out loudly.

“Oh!” she clamped a hand over her mouth
but he shook his head.

“No,
lin’del,
don’t try to stop yourself.” His deep voice was hoarse with desire. “Give
in to the pleasure.”

“I…” Slowly, she removed her hand.

“Good,” he murmured encouragingly. “Gods,
you’re gorgeous lying here all spread out for me. I love having you in my arms,
feeling you shake and tremble while I pet your sweet pussy. Love your warm
scent and the feel of your cunt honey coating my fingers.”

“I…I like it too. Being in…in your arms I
mean. Feeling you touch me,” Tess confessed. Her hips were twitching faster now
and she could feel the pleasure building. “I…Garron…I think I’m close.”

“Good.” His eyes blazed in the dim room.
“Give in and let yourself come for me. Come while I do
this.”
He slid his finger over her clit again and then slipped two
long digits down to the entrance of her pussy and thrust deep inside.

“Ah!” Suddenly it was too much—the
pleasure was too intense to be denied anymore. The past was swept away. All the
bad memories, the things she’d endured at her ex’s sadistic hands, melted to
nothing under Garron’s touch. Tess’s back arched as her pleasure broke over her
and she reached the peak at last. “Oh, Garron—yes!
Yes!”

“That’s right, come for me,
lin’del.
Gods, you’re gorgeous when you
come,” he murmured. Then he leaned down to take her mouth with his as he
continued to fingerfuck her until she thought she would go insane.

She moaned and cried, bucking her hips up
to meet his thrusting fingers, grabbing at his broad shoulders, letting lose as
she hadn’t done in years and the big Kindred seemed to love it all. He
swallowed her cries eagerly and continued to penetrate her until she could
stand it no more.

“Please,” she gasped at last, breaking the
kiss. “I can’t…”

“All right. It’s all right,” he assured her
softly. He stopped thrusting and slowly withdrew his fingers. Then, watching
Tess the whole time, he sucked them into his mouth and licked them clean, being
careful to get every last drop of her honey.

Tess was still panting—trying to catch her
breath. Watching him lick his fingers clean of her juices gave her a strange
shiver deep in the pit of her stomach. She couldn’t help remembering the
“forbidden” fantasies he’d told her the first time they met, back when he
thought she was a Pairing Puppet. Did he really want to go down on her that
badly?

Doesn’t
matter if he wants to or not,
whispered a little
voice in her head.
You don’t do
that—don’t let anyone go there. Not since Pierce…

She pushed the thought away again. Right
now she just wanted to relax and enjoy the afterglow. She literally couldn’t
remember the last time a man had given her an orgasm. Come to think of it, had
any
man
ever
given her one? Even before Pierce? She didn’t think so. And
during her marriage, she hadn’t given herself many either. It seemed
better—safer—just to wall off the sexual part of herself and forget about it.
Now Garron was reminding her of it and she found she liked it, even though it
was a little scary.

Speaking of the big Kindred, had touching
her helped him? Had he been able to back down his
dr’gin?
A quick look showed that his eyes were still glowing in the
dim room but they seemed to glow when he was feeling aroused as well as when
his other was trying to get out. So it might not be a very good indication…

“Are you all right?” he murmured, breaking
the silence.

Tess nodded. “
More
than all right. That was…incredible.” She felt her cheeks
getting hot and wondered if he could see her blushing with his “excellent night
vision.”