Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 446(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Molly felt a shiver of pure longing go through her. She did want to let him but she was so turned on right now. What if…?
“What’s holding you back, little bird?” he murmured in her head. “What is it? You can tell me?”
“It’s just…my ex didn’t like this. Didn’t want to do it,” Molly admitted. “He didn’t like my smell or my taste or the fact that I…”
“That you what?” he prodded gently.
“The fact that I get so wet when I’m, you know, turned on,” she sent in a rush. “He said it was gross.”
“What?” Torus exclaimed out loud. His eyes were suddenly blazing. “What kind of an idiot was your ex-Mate?” he demanded. “Getting wet is just a sign of your arousal—it’s beautiful. Not to mention incredibly sexy,” he added in a soft growl.
Molly bit her lip.
“Do you really mean that? You’re not just saying it?”
“Feel me, sweetheart,” he sent, switching back to talking through the TET link. “Feel my emotions for you and you’ll see.”
Molly reached for him mentally—it was something she was getting very used to doing. The TET link made everything feel so intimate…so real. She felt the big Kindred meeting her halfway—opening himself to show her how he really felt.
Desire, lust, caring…all these emotions came through the TET link clearly. Not only that, but she felt his need to make her feel good…his need to taste her. It was like a hunger in him that only she could satisfy. Torus didn’t just want to taste her—he needed to.
She drew back, surprised.
“Is that true?” she asked. “You need to, er, kiss me there?”
“All Kindred have a biological need to taste their Mates,” he told her. “But if you don’t want me to, I won’t force you.” He kissed the inside of her knee and looked into her eyes. “I’ll never ask for anything you don’t want to give.”
His words and the true sincerity she saw in his silver-gray eyes decided Molly completely.
“All right,” she whispered, reaching down to run her fingers through his thick black hair. “All right, Torus—you can kiss me inside. If…if you really want to.”
“Gods, yes, sweetheart,” he said hoarsely and, placing his thumbs on her outer lips, he spread her open.
Molly nearly closed her thighs when she saw how wet she was. Her juices were wetting her inner thighs—a sight which would have repulsed Zach.
But Torus seemed to feel the exact opposite. With a growl of pure pleasure, he leaned forward and lapped first one thigh and then the other, cleaning her thoroughly with his tongue.
“Gods, baby, your pussy honey tastes so good,” he sent through the link. “Need more—have to taste you right from the source!”
And then he was pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her inner folds—kissing her pussy with the same tender intensity that he used when he kissed her mouth.
“Oh…oh!” Molly moaned as she felt his hot tongue brush her throbbing clit. “Oh, Torus—do that again!” she begged.
“What—this?” And then he was tracing her aching little button with the tip of his tongue, teasing her mercilessly as she writhed on the bed.
“Torus!” she moaned and somehow both her hands found their way into his hair. She tugged restlessly and rocked her hips, wanting more…more.
“I’ll be happy to give you more, baby. Just spread nice and wide like a good girl and I’ll eat your sweet little pussy all night long,” he growled in her head. And then he was licking her everywhere, teasing her clit one minute and then moving down to slip his long, hot tongue deep inside her to taste her juices right from the source.
Molly gasped and bucked her hips, pulling his hair mercilessly, but the big Kindred didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to relish the small pain—it was part of giving her pleasure, Molly heard him thinking. But as good as it felt to have him licking her all over, she wanted him to concentrate on one special spot.
“Torus…Torus, please!” she begged, bucking her hips again.
He looked up briefly.
“What is it, sweetheart? Why don’t you put me where you need me to be?”
Molly didn’t waste any time. She tugged at his hair again, moving his head into position so that his mouth was right over her aching clit.
“There,” she breathed, arching her back. “Right there, Torus—kiss me there.”
“Mmm, I’d love to, little bird.”
And then he was sucking her tight little button into his mouth and teasing it again with his tongue.
“Oh…oh, yes, please!” Molly heard herself moaning. “Oh God, please, Torus—don’t stop! Right there! Don’t stop!”
“Not going to stop until you come for me,” he growled in her head. “Come all over my face, baby, while I suck your sweet little clit and fuck you with my tongue.”
Molly moaned and pushed up to meet him, still tugging on his hair as she held him in place. Of course, he could have moved away if he’d wanted to, but it was clear he needed to make her come as badly as she needed to come herself. He stayed exactly where he was, lapping and sucking her throbbing clit until suddenly Molly felt her orgasm washing over her.