Enhanced: Brides of the Kindred 12 (The Brides of the Kindred) (11 page)

“I still don’t get it,” she said. “How is
licking me supposed to seal my wound?”

“It’s Tolleg medical tech,” Six explained.
“They use their tongues for most medical procedures and so their technology—this
sealant—is activated by compounds in the saliva. That is why I have to put it
in my mouth first and then apply it with my tongue.”

“That’s weird,” Mei-Li said flatly. “I
mean, I don’t want to be disrespectful to your culture but why would anyone
make medicine that’s activated by saliva?”

“When you meet the Tollegs you will
understand. But it isn’t just the saliva—the compound also requires multiple
strokes of the tongue, over and around the wound site to stimulate the flesh to
knit together.”

“So…you don’t just want to lick me, you
want to lick me
a lot,”
Mei-Li said flatly. “For a long time…all over my
knee and thigh.”

Six nodded, as though it was no big deal.
“Exactly.”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry but I don’t
like it.”

“You don’t have to like it,” he said
patiently. “You just have to hold still and let me heal you. Will you do that?”

Mei-Li looked away and nibbled nervously
on her lower lip. She really didn’t want to let him do this. Not just because
it was weird, though. Because it made her feel…strange. She was pretty sure if
some random guy off the street had asked to lick her leg, she would have been
disgusted. With Six, she didn’t feel disgusted or repulsed. She felt…well, she
felt the exact opposite. And she
shouldn’t
feel that way.

He’d basically carried her away by force
and she’d seen him break Randy Dungston’s arms and legs like matchsticks
without batting an eye. He was dangerous—bad news. There was no way she ought
to be feeling anything but fear and revulsion right now. But that wasn’t what
she was feeling at all. She felt—

“Mei-Li, look at me.”

Despite herself, she felt her eyes drawn
to him.

“Yes?” she whispered reluctantly.

“I only want to heal you.” He looked into
her eyes, his voice deep and calm. “I give you my word as a Kindred that I will
not make inappropriate sexual advances. Will you trust me?”

“I…” She had a feeling he was willing to
kneel there all night, waiting to heal her until she agreed. And it wasn’t like
he had to trick her. If sex was what he wanted he could have taken it at any
time—he was so much bigger than her it would be no contest. But he wasn’t
trying to hurt or force her, he was waiting patiently for her reply. “All
right,” she said at last. “But no going under my skirt or trying to get into my
panties.”

His forehead furrowed. “I am trying to
remember the Earth vernacular I studied on the way here. Panties are the small,
lacy garments you use to cover your sex…your pussy, I believe it is called?”

Mei-Li’s cheeks got even hotter. “Yes,
well, that’s
one
thing you could call
it.”

“I believe I learned several such words
but the connotations of some were distinctly negative,” Six said thoughtfully.
“Cunt, vagina, twat, quim, beaver, hoo-ha, honey pot…”

“That’s enough!” Mei-Li exclaimed, not
sure whether to laugh or die of embarrassment. “You’re right. They all mean the
same thing but some words are nicer than others.”

“I am confused about one, though,” Six
said. “I thought a beaver was an aquatic Earth mammal with sharp teeth and a
long, flat tail. How is that analogous to the female sex organs?”

“It’s not,” Mei-Li said flatly. “And
before you ask,
no
, I don’t know how it got to be called a beaver.”

He gave her a long look. “My scanner
indicates elevated heart rate and your cheeks are flushed. Forgive me if I made
you feel embarrassed.”

Mei-Li put a hand to her cheek. “I thought
you couldn’t read emotions since you don’t have any of your own.”

“I have never had a need to read them
before. I am making an effort to learn yours, though some are difficult to
interpret,” he said gravely. “Was I correct in assuming I had made you
uncomfortable?”

“Well, yes,” she admitted. “This isn’t
usually a topic one discusses in polite company.” Geeze, she sounded just like
her adopted mother right about now! But she didn’t know how else to explain it.

“I see.” He nodded gravely. “In that case,
let us continue with the healing. And let me set your mind at ease, Mei-Li…” He
caught her gaze and held it with his own. “I only want to heal you—I promise I
won’t taste your pussy. Not tonight, anyway.”

His deep voice seemed to do strange things
to her. Mei-Li felt like her entire body was flushed and her heart was pounding
for some reason.

“Um…okay,” she mumbled. “That’s…okay,
that’s good.”

“I’m glad we understand each other.” He lifted
the small bottle with purple liquid to his lips again. “Now we can continue.”

He did the whole mouthwash routine again
but when he leaned forward this time, Mei-Li forced herself to hold still. She
was on the edge of her seat, her hands clenched into fists in her lap, prepared
to feel really weird the minute his tongue touched her skin.

To her surprise, however, Six didn’t
immediately dive in and start licking her. Instead, he pressed his lips to her
knee, just below the cut and inhaled deeply, almost as if he was smelling her
skin. He stayed that way for so long she was about to ask what he was doing.
But just as she opened her mouth, he finally began.

He started with the wound itself, tracing
the long cut gently with the tip of his tongue. Mei-Li stiffened at first but
then, gradually she began to relax. For such a large guy he was incredibly
gentle. His steel gray eye was closed, almost as though he was savoring the
taste of her skin, and he used his lips as much as his tongue as he worked his
way over her hurt knee. Everywhere his flesh met hers, she felt a warm tingling
sensation as though the skin really was knitting together. Was that really what
was happening? It seemed incredible but she supposed that with alien
technology, anything was possible.

After tracing her cut for some time, Six
began to lick all around it. He used the flat of his tongue this time, lapping
in long, slow strokes that went from the ticklish place behind her knee all the
way up to her inner thigh.

Mei-Li began to get tense again—
really
tense. Despite Six’s promise that what he was doing wasn’t sexual, she couldn’t
help feeling more and more nervous. His warm, wet tongue on her inner thigh and
the sight of his big, muscular form kneeling between her spread legs was having
a definite effect on her. She could feel his large hand caressing her calf as
he lapped her gently but firmly and he smelled good—
really
good. A
sharp, clean, somehow very masculine scent with a hint of dark spice was
suddenly coming from him. Mei-Li didn’t think she had smelled it earlier, even
when he was carrying her back in her front yard when she’d fallen.

She bit her lip so hard she almost drew
blood. Oh God, she wasn’t getting turned on by this, was she? She was
desperately afraid she was. She could feel herself getting wet and hot and
swollen between her legs in a way that hadn’t happened in ages. Maybe this was
just affecting her so much because she hadn’t been with a guy in so long. But
for whatever reason it was happening, it was horribly embarrassing. She longed
to close her legs but she couldn’t—he was still between them,
licking
.

A new thought came to torment her. Could
Six see up her skirt with that red scanner thing he had in his left eye? Could
he tell how this was affecting her? Oh God, if he could she would
die
of
shame. Was he
ever
going to stop?

As if reading her thoughts, he looked up.

“I believe your flesh is beginning to
heal. Are you feeling less pain?”

“Um…” Her voice came out in a squeak and
she cleared her throat and tried again. “Yes, I…it doesn’t hurt nearly as
much.” There, that sounded good and normal. Now maybe he would stop and he
would never find out how much his “healing” had affected her.

His next words dashed her hopes.

“Your pulse is racing and your breathing
is quick and erratic. Is this situation causing you to experience sexual
arousal?”

“What?” Mei-Li tried to laugh but it came
out as more of a croak. “What…what would make you say that? What makes you
think I’m not just…just embarrassed again?” she demanded.

Six inhaled deeply and his steel gray eye
was suddenly half-lidded.

“Your scent,” he murmured. “It
is…intoxicating. I have no first hand experience with such things but I believe
that is one of the indicators of arousal in a female.”

“Um…” Mei-Li sat back, closing her legs
quickly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not…not feeling that
way.”

He frowned. “Clearly you are. Why would
you lie to me? Is this another topic we cannot discuss in ‘polite company’ as
you put it?”

“Yes,” Mei-Li said shortly. She didn’t know
when she’d been so embarrassed and mad. Not only had she gotten turned on when
he healed her, the big jerk had had the nerve to point it out. What was
wrong
with him, anyway?

Six seemed to be studying her. “So I
suppose it is also wrong to ask if the other signs of arousal are present?
Besides your scent, are you wet and—?”

“Don’t…you…dare,” Mei-Li ground out
between clenched teeth. “I understand you’re ignorant of my culture and don’t
know what you’re saying but there’s only so much I’m willing to put up with.”

Six cocked his head to one side as though
trying to understand her.

“And now I believe you are irritated with
me. Forgive me if I made you uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, well…” Mei-Li crossed her knees
tightly and then realized that the gesture had caused her no pain at all. “Oh,”
she exclaimed, looking down at her leg. “It’s gone—it’s healed! Well, mostly,
anyway.” Because all that was left of the deep, angry gash in her leg was a
tiny pink thread of a scar.

“That was the intention.” Six looked down
at her knee critically. “I can still see a sign of the injury, however. Perhaps
I should lick you
some
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more—I could erase it completely if I did.”

“No, no!” Mei-Li scooted back hastily.
“No, that’s all right—this is just fine. I feel great.”

“Are you certain?” He raised an eyebrow at
her. “You may have a scar.”

“Positive,” Mei-Li assured him. There was
no way she was letting his tongue near her inner thighs ever again. And if she
had to accept a scar on her knee to keep him from licking her there, well, that
was a price she was willing to pay.
More
than willing.

“Very well.” Six shrugged, his broad
shoulders rolling. He got up, taking the bowl of blue liquid and his medical
supplies with him. “It’s just as well. We need to fold space and get to one of
the medical barges before we can land on Z4.”

“Okay.” Mei-Li wondered why they had to
stop at a medical place. Was she going to have to go through some kind of
checkup or quarantine procedure or something? Well, she supposed that made
sense—she
was
from another planet with different germs and viruses. She
just hoped the procedure, whatever it was, wouldn’t be too onerous or
time-consuming.

Then again, what else do you have to do?
whispered a little voice in her head.
Are you that
eager to get down to the planet’s surface so you can start playing footsie for
real with Six there?

Shut up!
Mei-Li pushed the thought away and turned to face forward
in her chair. She stared fixedly out the window, refusing to let her eyes drift
to the side even when Six came back to the front of the ship and slipped into
the pilot’s chair. She thought she saw him looking at her but she refused to
look back. God, she hadn’t known him a whole day yet and he was already shaping
up to be the most obtuse, infuriating man she’d ever met.

How in the world was she going to get
through the next month?

Chapter
Ten

“Mmm, this is nice.” Tess snuggled in the
big hotel bed, pressing her bare bottom to Garron’s semi-erect shaft. They were
on their way from Asheville, North
Carolina back to Tampa, Florida
where her friend Di was recuperating in the hospital. But it was a long drive
and they hadn’t been together very long—an overnight stop had been necessary.
In fact, they were staying at the same hotel they had used on the way up to North Carolina in the
first place.

Tess couldn’t help thinking how much nicer
it was this time around. Garron’s
dr’gin
was under control, her abusive
ex-husband was nothing but a nasty memory, and she and Garron were together at
last having formed a lasting bond when she rescued him from being a mindless
beast.

Not that he doesn’t still act a little
beastly from time to time,
whispered a naughty
little voice in her head. Case in point, last night he had been positively
wild—not that Tess had minded. It felt good to have him all over her, on top of
her, spreading her thighs and filling her with his thick shaft. In fact, just
the memory of what had happened the night before the moment they locked their
hotel room door made her shiver with need. From the soft, hungry growl coming
from behind her and the way Garron was nuzzling her neck, he was feeling a
little needy himself.

“I like waking up like this with you,”
she sent through the link that all Kindred shared with
their brides.

“You
mean like this?”
Large, warm hands roamed over her body as he explored her with
the gentleness he hadn’t been able to use the night before.

“E-exactly
like that,” Tess whispered, her breath coming short with pleasure as he cupped
her breasts and thumbed her nipples lightly. She turned over and kissed him,
giving him even greater access to her breasts.

“I
want to taste you again,” he growled softly when the kiss finally broke.

Tess
drew back, biting her lip. “After last night? I don’t know. I’m kind of…messy
right now.”

“You
think I give a damn about that? I
like
you messy.” There was an
animalistic glint in his eye that made her think maybe his
dr’gin
was
still in there somewhere, watching.

“But
Garron, I’m really—” she started to protest.

“Perfect,”
he interrupted. “Come,
lin’del.
I’m the one who made you ‘messy’ in the
first place, did you think of that? So I’m the one who should clean you up.” He
stroked her cheek. “Can’t wait to taste your sweet pussy all over again.”

Tess’s
heart was racing and she could feel her entire body getting hot all over.

“All
right,” she whispered, still a bit reluctant. “But I can’t do the hands and
knees thing again. Not when my palms are still tender.” They’d had their first
bonding sex in a stone cave and while Garron had healed her wounds, she was
still a little sensitive.

“Do
you need me to heal you again?” Before she could answer, Garron took her hand
in his and brought it to his mouth. Turning her hand over so it was palm up, he
lapped gently at the tender spot on the heel of her hand.

“No,
really,” she said breathlessly. “I’m well now—you don’t have to—”

“Maybe
I want to.” He kissed the inside of her wrist and then ran his tongue over her
forearm and the tender inside of her elbow. Before Tess could protest further,
he was taking one of her nipples between his lips and sucking it deep into his
mouth.

“Ohhhh,”
she whispered, thrusting her chest up to him. “God, that feels so
good.”

“Love
to make you feel good, lin’del. Love to taste you.”

He
switched to her other nipple, sucking it deep into the hot, wet cavern of his
mouth and then biting it gently to send sparks of pain and pleasure through her
entire body. Tess moaned and pressed up to meet him but before she knew it, he
was placing a final, hot kiss between her bare breasts and moving further down.

Tess’s
heart pounded as he gently parted her thighs and bent to kiss between her legs.
But then, to her surprise, instead of urging her down on her back, he lay down
himself instead.

“Um,
what are you doing?” she asked uncertainly as he positioned himself so that his
head was near the headboard.

“Getting
ready to taste you. Come here,
lin’del.”
He gestured for her and she
looked at him, not understanding.

“Come
here and do
what
exactly?”

“Come
here and ride my face.” His voice came out as a low, lustful growl when he
beckoned her again.

“Oh,
I couldn’t!” Tess objected, though her pulse quickened at the idea of a new,
naughty position. “It’s not like I’m some skinny-minny gymnast. I’ll crush
you!”

Garron
laughed, a low, soft chuckle that echoed through the bedroom and made her
tingle all over.

“Tess,
you’ve seen what I can become and what I am capable of. Trust me, you’re not
going to ‘crush’ me with your lovely curves. Now come here—come and let me taste
your sweet honey right from the source.”

Tess
might have been tempted to doubt his sincerity, but she could feel the need and
love and desire pulsing through their new link. Garron really wanted
this—wanted to taste her this way. And if she needed any more evidence, his
long, thick shaft was already standing at attention between his thighs.

This
act—opening herself to be tasted—had been hard for her in the past, mainly
because of the sadistic treatment her ex had dished out. But Garron was sweet
and patient and he had coaxed her to open to him and allow him to lick and suck
and taste her pussy. It was something that had been forbidden on his home world
of Pax which seemed to make him desire it even more. And, though she would have
thought it was impossible before she met him, Tess was beginning to desire it
too.

“All
right,” she whispered at last. “I guess it can’t hurt to try something new.”

Feeling
nervous and hot all at once, she straddled his head and lowered herself down
onto his tongue.

Garron
growled in approval and the warm, wet sensation of his tongue bathing her outer
pussy lips gently made Tess moan with pleasure. God, he was so
good
at
this. It was amazing how he seemed to find just the right spots to lick and
suck and taste every time.

He
sucked her clit into his mouth, making magical circles around it with his
tongue tip until she thought she might scream with the intense sensation.
Leaning forward, she supported herself with the palms of her hands against the
headboard as Garron continued to bathe her pussy with his tongue.

“Come
further down,”
he whispered through their link and his fingers tightened on
her thighs.
“Come all the way down, lin’del—let me put my tongue deep inside
your sweet cleft.”

By
this time, Tess was helpless to deny him anything. With a soft moan, she
lowered herself all the way down and his hot tongue found its way deep inside
her. She told herself to be careful but somehow she couldn’t help her body’s
reaction to the intimate invasion. One hand fisted in his thick black hair and
the other braced against the headboard, she rolled her hips, moaning helplessly
while she ground against his face.

“That’s
right, lin’del—ride my face.”
Even his mental voice sounded hoarse.
“Gods,
I can taste you—I can taste both of us and it’s so fucking good!”

“Garron,”
she
sent back.
“I’m close—really close. But I don’t want…don’t want to come with
your tongue inside me. I want
more.”

“Shift
back, then.”
His mental voice was low and urgent with need.
“My shaft is more
than ready. Shift back and let me fill you another way.”

Eagerly,
Tess did as he said. Shifting back, she scooted down his long, muscular body
until she was straddling his narrow hips. His cock was, as he had said, more
than ready to go. And so was Tess—she couldn’t remember the last time she’d
felt so needy, so ready to be filled. But it occurred to her as she took him in
hand, that this was the first time she’d ever been on top—with any man. For
some reason, the thought froze her in her tracks.

“Tess?”
Garron
looked up at her, his mouth shiny with her juices and his eyes blazing in the
dim hotel room.
“Is something wrong?”

“No,
no. I’ve just…never done it like this before. I mean, I’ve never been the one
on top. Are you, uh, sure you’re all right with it?”

“More
that all right,”
he assured her, stroking her thighs.
“I
want
you on
top of me. I want you to ride me, Tess. Use me for your pleasure as I used you
last night.”

“You
want me to use you?”
She raised an eyebrow, still not quite
believing it. Pierce, her ex, had never wanted her to get a speck of pleasure
from anything sexual that they did. And he never,
ever
would have let
her be the one on top, controlling the action. But Garron seemed to get turned
on by the idea. Incredibly turned on if the throbbing shaft she was holding in
her hand was any indication.

“Gods,
yes, I want you to use me,”
he growled softly through their link.
“Pleasure
yourself with me. Fuck yourself on my cock until you come with me buried deep inside
you. That’s what I want, lin’del—what I crave.”

“I
want it too,”
Tess admitted.

“Then
do it. Take me as I took you last night. Even the score.”

“It’s
not about keeping score,”
she objected.
“It’s about loving each
other—enjoying each other’s bodies.”

“Exactly.
And I want you to enjoy mine to the fullest. Gods, lin’del, please…you’re
killing
me with that soft little hand.”

Tess
realized that she was still gripping him loosely in one hand, waiting to guide
him in.
Well, what are you waiting for?
whispered the naughty little
voice in her head.
Get on with it, girl!

With
a low moan, Tess took her own advice and lowered herself slowly down until she
felt the broad head of his cock brushing her slippery petals. For a moment she
simply slipped him up and down between her nether lips, getting both of them
even hotter and wetter and enjoying the feel of him rubbing against the
sensitive button of her clit.

“Tess!”
Garron gasped aloud and she realized she was torturing him.

“All
right,” she murmured, pressing the blunt tip of his cock to the entrance of her
pussy. “All right, I’m ready now—more than ready. I want you in me.”

Garron
groaned aloud and grasped her hips as she slid him deep inside her.

“Gods,
Tess!”
he sent.
“So tight and wet and hot and perfect. So fucking
perfect!”

It
felt perfect to Tess too. She could feel her inner walls stretching to take
him, could feel her clit throbbing and her nipples tingling with pleasure as
the head of his cock finally kissed the mouth of her womb. For a long moment,
she held perfectly still, loving the feel of him in her, filling her as they
claimed each other.

Then
she couldn’t hold still any more. With a low cry, she braced herself on his
hard abdomen and began rolling her hips, fucking herself with long, slow
strokes onto Garron’s cock just as he had asked her to.

“Gods!”
he groaned, his brilliant turquoise eyes half-lidded with lust. “Gods, you feel
so good around me! That’s right,
lin’del—
work yourself on me. Work
yourself hard!”

“I’m…trying,”
she gasped, thrusting her hips. God, it felt incredible to be in control like
this. Incredible and so damn
arousing
. Though she could feel his long,
hard body tense beneath her, for a while Garron simply lay there, letting her
move on him, letting her use him as he had wanted her to.

But
finally Tess needed more, needed him to go deeper than she could manage on her
own. Though her pleasure was growing, she couldn’t reach the peak without his
help.

“Garron,”
she gasped aloud. “Please, I need…need more…need
deeper.”

“Yes,
lin’del…”
He gripped her hips harder and started a steady, deep thrusting
that seemed designed to drive her insane.
“I’ll give you deeper,”
he
promised through their link.
“I’ll fuck you as deeply as you need me to.”

“Deeper,
harder!”
Tess urged him. Reaching between her legs, she stroked along
the side of her clit, bringing herself to the brink. She could feel the
familiar wire tightening inside herself and she knew she was about to come.
“Please,
Garron, I’m close…so damn close. I just need a little…more…”

With
a low growl, he gave her exactly what she needed. Gripping her hips even
harder, he pressed up into her even as he looked into her eyes.