Devoured: Brides of the Kindred 11 (33 page)

“I…” Somehow Tess found she was
nodding her head. “All right,” she whispered at last. “Slowly.”

“Slowly,” he promised. And then
he was hooking his fingers into the sides of her panties and drawing them down
her thighs and over her legs.

Tess’s first instinct when the
panties were gone was to close her thighs again. But Garron coaxed them open,
caressing her with long, gentle strokes of his big hands, murmuring how
beautiful she was and how much he wanted to see her.

At last she felt herself
loosening up again. She let both knees fall open and, for the first time, let
him all the way in.

“Mmm,
lin’del…”
His voice was hoarse with desire as he stroked her inner
thighs, his gaze roving hungrily over her softly rounded mound. Tess was glad
she kept it neatly trimmed and a little discomforted by the fact that she was
already so hot and wet though he hadn’t even touched her bare pussy yet. Her
outer lips were puffy with need and the pink pearl of her clit was on display,
peaking boldly out from her inner folds as though it wanted to be kissed…as
though it wanted to be licked…

Tess felt both embarrassed and
hot—put on private display just for him. She had expected him to dive right in
and start kissing her right away but he seemed content just to look at first,
to drink her in as he continued to caress her thighs.

“Um…Garron?” she asked at last.

He looked up from his rapt
contemplation.

“You’re so beautiful, Tess. And
you honor me so greatly with your trust. I swear I won’t betray it.” He looked
at her earnestly. “I will
never
hurt
you.
Never
be rough with you.”

“I…I know you won’t,” she
whispered breathlessly.

“Your soft little cunt is so
luscious, so sweet…” He traced her slit gently with one fingertip and Tess
moaned as he slid over the sensitive bump of her clit. Garron licked her juices
from his finger and looked at her. “
Delicious
.
You deserve to be worshiped with reverence and gentleness. Deserve to be
pleasured over and over until you give up your honey and come for me.”

Keeping his eyes locked with
hers, he lowered his head and kissed her tenderly, fitting his lips to her
pussy almost as though he was kissing her mouth.

Tess felt the breath fall out of
her in a long, slow sigh as she felt the warm, wet heat of his mouth against
her most sensitive area.

“Oh…” she whispered and somehow
one of her hands had found its way into his thick, black hair. “Garron, I…”

“I want to kiss you deeper.” His
eyes were glowing with need. “Can I spread you open, Tess? Will you let me kiss
your inner cunt?”

“I…” She could deny him nothing
now. Looking down, watching how his broad shoulders split her wide, seeing his
dark head between her thighs was too much. “All right,” she whispered.
“Yes…yes, you can.”

“Good.” Gently he bracketed her
wet pussy with his big hands. Tess bit back a moan as he spread her open with
his thumbs, revealing the slippery inner folds of her cunt and the pink bud of
her clit. Then he bent his head to kiss her again.

She couldn’t help moaning this
time as his mouth met her open pussy. She could feel him kissing, gently but
more insistently, kissing and then licking her inner cunt, bathing her petals
with his hot tongue, pressing deeper and deeper as though he couldn’t get
enough.

“Garron…” she gasped
breathlessly, her hand fisting in his hair as shocks of pleasure coursed
through her. “Oh, God…that feels…feels so
good.”

“And you
taste
so good.” He licked her again, using the flat of his tongue
to slide from the bottom of her slit up to the top, as though she was an ice
cream in danger of melting. “So sweet and salty…” His eyes were half-lidded
with lust. “But I want to taste the source of your honey,
lin’del.
Want to put my tongue inside you.
Deep
inside you.”

“Oh, uh…” Tess bit her lip, her
heart pounding. “All…all right,” she whispered. “If…if you want to.”

“I
need
to.” It was almost a growl. And then he was wrapping his
massive arms around her thighs and spreading her even wider, tilting her pelvis
up so he could penetrate her more easily.

Tess gasped in surprise but
though she was still a little wary, the fear that had haunted her from that
awful first night of her honeymoon with Pierce was now gone—erased by Garron’s
gentle but intense kisses.

It occurred to her that even
before Pierce had bitten her, she’d had a sense that her ex wasn’t really into
the oral thing. She’d thought at first that he was just doing something he
thought he ought to do, in order to be romantic. Of course after the bite, she
realized he’d had a much more sadistic motivation. But even if he hadn’t been
so cruel, she was certain he would never have enjoyed her body the way Garron
was currently enjoying it.

Because it was clear the big
Kindred was
completely
into this.
That he was fulfilling some fantasy he’d had for years—maybe most of his life.
The way his eyes blazed with desire and the way he rubbed his cheek against her
open pussy, bathing in her scent, made it obvious he wanted this—that he wanted
her
badly. The hot way he explored
her pussy, mapping her secret flesh with long, hungry licks and then sucked her
clit into his mouth to torture it sweetly with the tip of his tongue made it
clear he loved what he was doing.

Tess moaned again as she felt
him swirl his tongue around the tender bud of her clit. The way he was tasting
her was sending shivers and shocks all though her body. She could feel her
nipples getting hard and a wire of pleasure was beginning to tighten in her
lower belly. The attention he was paying her pussy seemed to make her wetter
and wetter—the more he licked her, the more her juices overflowed.

Garron seemed to love it.

“That’s right,
lin’del,”
he murmured hoarsely, licking
her again. “Give up your cunt honey, spread your pussy and let me taste it
right from the source.”

“Yes…” Tess whispered as he
tilted her pelvis up and traced a path with his tongue down to her quivering
entrance. “Yes, all right…God,
yes.”
Her muscles were tight with anticipation and yet she felt so supple in his
hands…so right. It was almost as if she flowed to him as naturally as water
running downhill. Her whole body seemed to yearn for him…to trust him…to want
to give him whatever he wanted.

Garron seemed to feel her need…her
trust in the way she moved beneath his hands and mouth.

“That’s right, relax…” His eyes
captured hers with an intensity that made her heart pound and he stroked her
thighs gently. “Relax and let me make you come,
lin’del
…come so hard against my tongue.”

“I…I’ll try,” Tess whispered and
then he was bending his mouth to her once more, intent on penetrating her, on
owning her completely.

There was no way to keep her
hands from fisting in his hair as he plunged his tongue deep in her pussy. No
way to stop the breathless moans that broke from her lips as he pressed against
her, burying his face between her legs to get his tongue as deeply into her as
he could, to taste her to the core.

“Ah…
ah!”
Tess found her hips were bucking up to meet his thrusts and then
she felt something else—the broad pad of his thumb had somehow come to rest
between her pussy lips, right beside her sensitive clit.

As he tonguefucked her, Garron
slid his thumb around her clit, circling the little button, swollen with need,
while his tongue thrust deeper and deeper inside her, as though he was reaching
for her very soul.

“Oh…Oh, please!” Tess gasped and
arched up to meet him, pulling his hair, scratching his broad shoulders, losing
herself completely as the pleasure of his mouth on her pussy finally crested.
Deep in her lower belly the wire that had been winding tighter and tighter
finally snapped. She cried out, her hips thrusting helplessly as bright sparks
danced in her vision. Her toes curled and every muscle in her body seemed to
tense at once as the orgasm washed over her, taking her to a peak higher than
any she’d ever been to before.

“Garron!” she heard herself
calling as her back arched. “Oh…oh,
God,
Garron!”

He rode out her orgasm, his arms
wrapped around her thighs, his tongue pressing even deeper into her well,
lapping away her juices eagerly as she came…came so hard she saw stars. Only
when her tremors and moans subsided did he finally lift his head.

“Tess,” he growled softly and
licked his lips. “Gods, your honey is sweet.”

“Show me.” She held out her arms
for him, wanting him above her, on top of her. Wanting to feel the weight of
his big body covering hers, holding her.

Garron came to her at once. He
took her mouth in a hungry kiss and Tess moaned in pleasure at the taste of her
own secret juices on his lips. God, he felt good against her! She could feel
the hot steel of his cock branding her belly, making her wish he was
lower…deeper.

Then at least part of her wish
was granted. He shifted and the thick shaft slipped between her wet, open pussy
lips, coming to settle against the throbbing button of her clit.

Tess couldn’t help herself—she
had never wanted anyone more than she wanted him at that moment. Wrapping her
legs around his trim waist, she pulled him down, grinding against him
shamelessly, letting him know exactly how much she wanted him.

“Gods…” His low groan was
pained. “Tess, we shouldn’t…it’s not safe. I want you too damn much…”

“I want you, too.
Now.
” Reaching between them, she
captured his long, velvety hot shaft in her hand. Daring to act on the impulse,
she fitted the broad, plum shaped head of his cock to her entrance and pushed
up with her hips.

They both groaned as he sank
halfway into her, his thick cock stretching her to the limit. Tess thought she
had never felt so full and he was only halfway into her. What would it feel
like when he finally touched bottom inside her?

She was eager to find out…but it
was not to be.

With a low, frustrated moan,
Garron suddenly pulled completely out of her and rolled over. He sat up on the
side of the bed and buried his face in his hands.

“Garron? Honey?” Tess sat up
beside him and put a hand on his broad, bare shoulder.

“Don’t!” He twitched away from
her.

Tess drew away, hurt.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m the one who’s sorry.”
He turned his head to look at her and she thought she had never seen such a
pain-filled expression.

“Garron?” she whispered.

“We can’t,” he whispered. “I’m
sorry,
lin’del.
Please try to
understand. I want to—I want you more than any female I’ve ever been with. But
I can’t…can’t risk it.”

“I understand,” Tess said in a
low voice.

“I don’t think you do. The
dr’gin
is so close right now…” He put a
hand to his broad chest, as though he could push the thing down, keep it inside
himself purely by the force of will.

“Was it…what we were doing, was
it making it worse?”

“Yes.” Garron sighed and ran a
hand through his hair. “It’s the strong emotions bringing it up. The way I want
you, the way I need you, the way I lo…” He cleared his throat and looked away.
“The way I care for you. It’s too much. Too close. We can’t take the risk,
Tess. We just can’t.”

“You’re right. We can’t.” She
couldn’t help the wave of disappointment that rushed through her but she tried
to mask it. Had he really been about to say that he loved her? And did she feel
the same for him?

Doesn’t
matter if you do,
whispered
a nasty little voice in her head.
He’s
going to be emotionless starting tomorrow. What does it matter if you fall for
him and he falls for you if he can’t remember how he feels once he gets the
implant put in?

It was a very true, if a rather
depressing thought.

Garron started to get up.

“Hey…” She put a hand on his
wrist. “Where are you going?”

“I should go. I’m not fit for you
to be around right now. Not
safe
to
be around.”

“I’m not afraid of you,” Tess
said softly.

“You should be,” he said darkly.
“You would be if you’d ever seen a
dr’gin
in the flesh.”

“I’d still know it was you.” She
stroked his arm. “Look, we don’t have to make love. Just hold me. This is…” She
cleared her throat. “This is the last night you’ll want to, probably. So
please, if you can stand it…”

“If I can
stand
it?” He gave a harsh, jagged laugh. “It’s all I want. Just to
be close to you.”

“Then come on.” She scooted up
to the head of the bed and rolled on her side. “Spoon me.”

“Spoon? What does that mean?”

“I’ll show you. Come on.” She
got him into position and sighed as the massive warm wall of his chest came
flush with her back. For such a big, muscular guy he made an amazingly good
pillow. She snuggled back against him, trying to ignore the way his still
semi-hard shaft was pressing against her ass. “This is nice. I’m going to miss
this.”