Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
With a low groan, he shoved his thick shaft all the way inside her. And then he started pushing even deeper.
Addie moaned as she felt the knot start to enter her while the head of his cock pressed against the end of her channel. It felt like her pussy was stretching more than it ever had and there was even a little pain. But it was a good kind of pain—the feeling of being Claimed and owned completely but the man she loved. Indeed, she thought she could even feel the mouth of her womb opening to admit the broad, plum-shaped head. This made more room and allowed the knot to move forward.
The huge knot slid deeper and deeper into her until at last Addie knew it was all the way in. A moan of pure pleasure—the pleasure of being utterly filled and utterly helpless—came from her throat. At last she knew she had everything she needed—well, almost everything. Even thought her Protector’s knot was seated firmly in her pussy, tying the two of them together, she still felt a hunger inside her—a thirst for something only he could give her.
“Drago, please…” she moaned. “Please come in me. Breed me—Bond me to you!”
“Gods, baby I should say ‘no’ but I can’t!” he groaned. And then Addie felt his cock swell even bigger inside her and he was shooting his hot cum deep inside her.
At last—this was what she needed! It felt so good—so right—she could only cry out his name and open herself completely for his cream.
“Drago…Drago!” she gasped. “Love you so much!”
“I love you too, baby.”
Addie looked around at him, but his mouth wasn’t moving. The deep voice was coming from inside her head.
Having lived among the Kindred for a while now, she knew what that meant. Once a Soul Bond was established between a Kindred warrior and his mate, they were able to speak telepathically and send thoughts and feelings back and forth. So the fact that she was hearing Drago’s voice in her head meant…
“We’re Bonded!” she sent through the new connection she felt in her mind. It was like finding a door in her house that had never been there before, but it was easy to open because it led to the man she loved.
“Yes, we’re Bonded,” Drago sent back. “And I’m glad I’m the male you love because you’re the woman I love, baby.”
Addie felt a rush of affection, protectiveness, and love coming from her new mate. The warmth of his emotions filled her heart and she knew that her life would never be the same.
From now on, her Protector was also her Fated Mate. They would live aboard the Mother Ship and travel together and sleep every night in each other’s arms.
And all because Drago had done his very best…To Quench Her Thirst
37
ADDIE
“So what did you mean when you said you tamed my Drake?” Drago asked, a long time later. Addie had lost track of how many times they’d made love and all the orgasms she’d had. All she knew was it was a lot and she didn’t think they were done yet. Bonding Sex took a long, long time—not that she minded.
But for now, they were taking a break, wrapped in each other's arms, just being close and cuddling. Luckily, all the sex she'd been having hadn’t resulted in a “Choosing Child,” for which Addie was immensely grateful. She didn’t know what she’d do if she had a baby that became an adult overnight. Also, the spider web marking on her back was now gone completely—which was a big relief since her skin was no longer itching or burning.
“Just what I said,” she told Drago. “I tamed him.”
“When? Before or after he got you all cut up by breaking through the skylight?” Drago asked dryly. He sounded like he still blamed the Drake for injuring her.
“Hey, don’t be so hard on him!” Addie said, frowning. “I promise you, I don’t blame him. He was doing his best to protect me and get me away from danger—the broken glass wasn’t his fault. He’s a good boy.”
Drago’s eyebrows shot up.
“Did you just call the giant, fire-breathing Drake that lives inside me a ‘good boy?’” he demanded.
“Yes, you know—like you call a dog or a cat a ‘good boy’ or a ‘good girl?’” Addie said, smiling. “It was like that—only on a much larger scale, of course. Meeting your Drake was kind of like discovering I’d just acquired a pet dinosaur.”
“A pet? You think of him as a pet?” Drago shook his head in apparent disbelief.
“Sure, why not?” Addie shrugged. “He let me pet him and give him skritches. And he did what I asked, once he understood me.”
“He what?” Drake shook his head. “You say he understood you?”
Addie could feel her new mate’s disbelief so she sent back certainty through their new connection.