That decided him completely. Tomorrow he would have to find another way. His name day was coming closer and the danger was growing. But for tonight, he would let her help him tame his inner beast.
“Tess,” he said softly, searching her eyes. “Lin’del…I need you. Will you help me?”
“Yes,” she whispered, tilting her face up towards his. “Yes, please.”
Garron felt a low growl of possession and need rising in his throat at her willingness. He buried one hand in her hair, pulled her close, and kissed her again.
Chapter Twenty-five
He needs me…he needs my help. I have to help him, Tess told herself as she gave in to the sweet feeling of his mouth covering hers. The justification helped. As long as she wasn’t just doing this for pleasure, she was able to relax and enjoy it. After all, she had to help Garron control his other—his dr’gin—and if touching and kissing him was the only way to do it, how could she help that? It wasn’t her fault that it felt good, was it? No, she told herself firmly, it wasn’t. So it was okay to let go and feel the incredibly intense sensations of Garron’s big, hard body against her own.
As though he had read her mind, the big Kindred moved them back to the bed.
“Is this all right?” he murmured as he lay down beside her.
“More than all right,” Tess assured him.
“I want to hold you again. Body-to-body…face-to-face,” he murmured. “With nothing between us.”
Tess bit her lip. “I…all right. I’ll just…” She started to reach for the front clasp of her bra but he stopped her.
“Let me.”
Feeling nervous, Tess lay back and let him unfasten the front hook of her bra. He peeled it back slowly, revealing her breasts.
“Gods…” His voice was hoarse. “You’re so beautiful. I love your full breasts.”
“Th-thank you,” Tess stuttered. He had seen her before—had healed her by sucking her nipple—but laying there bare and exposed for that intense, glowing gaze still made her nervous. How much were they going to do tonight? How far were they going to go? Some of the confidence she’d been feeling earlier leaked away. Was she ready for this? Would she ever be ready for this?
Garron moved down and she was certain he was going to start kissing and licking her breasts. Instead, he pressed his cheek to her chest and wrapped his arms around her waist—holding her close.
For a moment she was frozen. Then, hesitantly, she began to run her hands through his hair. This seemed to be their special embrace and she liked the way it made her feel cherished and safe at the same time. If only she could stop wondering exactly what she had let herself in for, she might even be able to catch her breath and stop being so nervous.
“I love to hold you like this,” Garron murmured, his breath hot against the sensitive valley between her breasts. “I like the sound of your heart in my ear.” He pressed closer and seemed to be listening for a long moment. Then he looked up at her, frowning. “But it’s pounding so hard. Are you all right, Tess? Do you still fear me?”
Tess bit her lip. “Not you, exactly. I’m just not…sure what we’re going to do. Um, how far we’re going to go.”
“How far do you want to go?” he asked gently. “I don’t want to do anything that frightens you.”
“I…” Tess wasn’t sure what to say. How could she tell him that everything seemed frightening right now?
“You’re still upset from your dream and from everything you told me,” he murmured, stroking her back. “For tonight, let me just hold you…and touch you. Let me bring you pleasure the way you brought me pleasure.” He looked into her eyes. “Would that be all right?”
“And you wouldn’t mind if we didn’t…you know? Have sex?”
“That isn’t my main objective, Tess,” he murmured. “You are.” He cupped her breast and placed a soft, hot kiss just to one side of her nipple. The tender gesture sent a thrill through her.
“Oh, Garron…” She ran her hands through his hair again and he nuzzled against her.
“I want to suck your breasts again, lin’del. Want to take your nipples between my lips and suck them until I make you moan.”
Tess bit her lip again. “But I can’t…I don’t, uh, make noises during…when I…”
“You did last night when I healed you,” he murmured. He kissed her again, this time a hot, open-mouth kiss directly on her nipple.
“I…I did?” She vaguely remembered making some soft noises that she had tried desperately to stifle. Pierce would have been enraged to hear her make any noises of pleasure at all.
“Mmm-hmm. I’ve never heard anything so lovely. I’d like to hear it again.” Garron sucked her nipple completely into his mouth and circled it slowly with the hot, wet tip of his tongue.
“Ohhh…” Tess couldn’t help the soft little moan which fell from between her lips.
Garron looked up at her, his eyes half-lidded with lust. Slowly, he released her nipple.
“Just like that, lin’del. Love to hear your pleasure.”
“I…” Tess felt uncertain. “I just…it’s hard. After years of trying to always be quiet. To never make a sound…”
“I want to hear you moan,” he growled softly. “But maybe I should give you something to moan about.”
He captured her other nipple between his lips, sucking hard until electrical tingles of pleasure ran from her tight peaks straight to the spot between her thighs. Tess moaned again—she couldn’t help it. But at the same time, she felt his big hand traveling down her rib cage to her belly. And from there, it came to rest over her pussy mound.
“Garron?” she whispered breathlessly as he cupped her. His fingers were still on the outside of the pink silk panties she wore but she could feel their heat clearly through the thin fabric.
“Can I touch you here, Tess?” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “Can I try to make you moan?”
“I…” Guilt and fear rose in her and she had to ask. “Do…do you need to?”
He nodded slowly, clearly understanding her hunger for absolution.
“I need to. Need to slide my fingers into your panties and feel your soft little cunt in the center of my palm. Can you let me do that, Tess?”
“I…” He needs it! Needs help to control his dr’gin, she told herself. Finally, she felt the knot of tension and guilt in the pit of her stomach begin to loosen.
“Yes,” she whispered at last. “Yes, Garron—please.”
He didn’t answer with words. Instead he slid his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and let them trail down to cover her pussy.
Tess could feel his hand cupped around her but there was a cushion of air where his palm should have been touching her flesh. He was keeping his hand there, hovering just about a half an inch above her. Enough that she could feel the heat of his palm and fingers, but couldn’t quite feel his touch.
“Garron?” she asked uncertainly, looking up at him. “What…what are you doing?”
“Waiting,” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “Waiting until you’re ready.”
Tess wasn’t sure what to say about that. “Until I’m ready? But how…how will you know?”
“I’ll know,” he murmured. Then he ducked his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth again, lashing it with the tip of his tongue until Tess thought she might go insane.
Another soft moan came from between her lips as he switched nipples and began the sweet, unbearable torture on the other side as well. God, Pierce had never done anything like this for her! He’d had zero interest in foreplay, preferring as he said, to get to the “main event.” At most, he might pinch or twist her nipples if he was feeling especially horny but the rough way he did it hurt too much to get her in the mood.
Now Garron was sucking and licking her sensitive peaks as though they were delicious, succulent treasures he couldn’t get enough of. He growled softly with need as he tended to her, laving her nipples with his tongue one minute and sucking them as deeply int
o his hot mouth as he could the next.
Tess moaned again and, almost without knowing it, began moving her hips. It was just a few, shallow thrusts as she pressed her breasts up to his mouth, offering herself to him, but it was much more than she had ever dared to do with Pierce. She knew she shouldn’t do it—the little voice inside her whispered that it was dangerous to move, dangerous to make any sign that she liked this. But again, somehow she just couldn’t help herself.
Then Garron sucked hard on her right peak and nipped it very gently, sending an electrical tingle of pleasure all through her. Tess gasped and her hips bucked up…placing her pussy in direct contact with his hand at last.
The big Kindred released her nipple and nestled her pussy mound more firmly into his big, warm palm.
“I told you I’d know when you were ready,” he murmured in her ear. “So are you, Tess? Are you ready for me to spread your pussy open and explore your sweet inner folds?”
“I…” She wasn’t sure what to say. She wanted him to touch her, wanted to give in to the desire that threatened to burn through her like a wildfire out of control. But it was still a little frightening.
“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” Garron said softly. He was watching her intently. “We can just lay here if you want to. It’s enough for me to hold you in my hand.”
“It is?” Tess felt herself relax at his soothing words.
“It is,” he assured her gently. “You feel so warm and soft and delicate and your scent is so delicious.”
Tess bit her lip uncertainly. “My scent? You can smell…but you’ve got your hand over…”
“The scent of your desire still perfumes the air,” he assured her softly. “It tells me how aroused you are…and how hot and wet your little pussy is getting.”
Tess felt her stomach flutter nervously at his hot words.
“I…what makes you think I’m getting, uh, wet?”
“As I said, your scent.” He kissed her cheek and murmured, “I’m sure if I was to spread you open now, I’d find your inner cunt all slippery with honey.”
“You…you would?” The hot, dirty words whispered in her ear were making her crazy and yet he still did nothing but talk.
“Mmm-hmm.” He rubbed her gently, still keeping his hand and fingers on the outside of her pussy. “Are you, Tess? Are you wet for me?”
“I…I don’t know. I think so,” she whispered boldly, pressing her hips up to rub harder against his palm. “Would…would you like to find out?”
“Of course I would,” he murmured, looking into her eyes. “In fact, I need to. But I need something from you, too.”
“Wh-what?”
“I need you to ask me to do it.”
“I…what?” she looked at him uncertainly. Was he asking her to talk dirty to him? It hadn’t been hard earlier, while she was in control. But this—asking to be touched intimately while he was the one doing the touching—was harder. Much harder.
“I’ll get you started,” he said softly, still looking into her eyes. “Say, ‘Garron, I need you to spread my pussy open with your fingers.”
“Oh!” Tess bit her lip, uncertain if she could voice such a raw request.
“Go on,” he murmured encouragingly. “And look into my eyes when you say it.”
Tess wasn’t sure about this—the idea made her feel both hot and embarrassed. But he had said that he needed it. Maybe voicing out loud what they were doing helped control his dr’gin in some way. For whatever reason, she decided she would follow along.
“Garron,” she said softly, looking into the glowing turquoise depths of his eyes. “I…I n-need you to spread my…my pussy open with…with your fingers.”
“Of course.” Two long fingers opened her very gently, baring the soft, vulnerable inside of her pussy. Tess gasped, feeling suddenly exposed but he didn’t do anything else…not yet.
“Garron?” she asked, looking up at him.
He kissed her cheek and then her mouth, very gently, before answering.
“Yes?”
“Are…are you going to, uh, touch me?”
“Do you want me to?” he asked.
“Do you need to?” Tess countered.
Slowly, he nodded. “But I need to hear you ask for it. Say, ‘Garron, would you please pet the inside of my pussy?”
This time it was a little easier to say the words.
“Garron,” she whispered, still looking into his gorgeous, other-worldly eyes. “Would…could you pet the…the inside of my pussy?”
“Good.” He kissed her again. “Of course I will, lin’del. Nothing would give me more pleasure. But first I’d like to take off your panties so I have more room to work. Is that all right?”
Tess bit her lip. Pierce had never asked her if anything he wanted to do was okay with her—he just did it. It was nice to be asked. It made her feel safe—safe enough to agree to taking off the last scrap of clothing that stood between them.
“Yes,” she whispered. “I’ll take them off.”
“No.” He put a hand on her leg. “I want to do it. Will you let me?”
“All right.” Tess expected him to just reach down and push her panties down her legs. Instead, he slowly withdrew his hand and then knelt beside her. He leaned over and slipped his long fingers under the waistband of her panties. Slowly, reverently, he drew them down past her hips, baring her little by little as though he was unveiling a work of art.
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.”
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