“We’ll find another way to deal with that,” Raak told her. “But I give you my word, Kara—you can bite me and I swear I won’t try to take you—won’t make love to you tonight, no matter how much I might want to.”
The word of an Unbondable…how much is that worth? whispered a skeptical little voice in the back of Kara’s head. But that was just what everyone else believed about Raak’s people—not what she believed about him, she told herself. So far he had been nothing but honorable. He had saved her from getting her fangs pulled and now he was offering to let her use them on him—offering to let her do what she’d been itching to do for the past three years at last—finally bite a willing male.
Just the thought of that—of sinking her fangs into his flesh—made Kara’s nipples feel tight and her pussy feel wet. Goddess, how she wanted him! Wanted to bite him!
“All right,” she heard herself saying. “But…but I need to get dressed first. I can’t just, uh, bite you when I don’t have anything but a blanket on.”
Raak’s eyes were heavy-lidded and he rumbled with amused laughter.
“I understand, baby girl. I think we can manage that.”
Fifteen
Raak watched her emerge from his closet wearing one of his silver, long-sleeved uniform shirts. He himself was still bare-chested, wearing nothing but a pair of flight leathers—which got considerably tighter in the crotch when he saw her.
Damn if she wasn’t the sexiest female he’d ever seen, he couldn’t help thinking. With her long blonde hair down around her shoulders and the silky material of his uniform shirt clinging to her full curves and bare breasts, outlining the tight little points of her nipples, and her long bare legs—the shirt covered her to mid-thigh—she was a combination of adorable and delectable that Raak just couldn’t resist.
His eyes roved over her body and then came back up to rest on the sharp points of her fangs. He really had no problem letting her bite him—in fact, he relished the thought. Though he wasn’t into extremely rough sex play, he did like a little pain with his pleasure and the idea of letting the sexy little female climb into his lap and sink those sharp little fangs into his flesh had him rock-hard and throbbing for her.
“Gods, baby girl, you look amazing in my shirt,” he murmured as Kara came towards him, an uncertain expression on her lovely face. “Can’t wait to feel you in my arms and feel those little fangs of yours in my neck.”
“You really don’t mind?” It seemed like she could hardly believe it. Raak wondered why no other warrior had ever seen how incredibly sexy she was. Maybe because she grew up on the Mother Ship where a female with fangs was an unwelcome anomaly. But for whatever reason, it was clear she needed reassurance.
“I really don’t mind,” he assured her. “In fact, I want you to. Come here and bite me, baby girl. Come take what you need.”
Kara couldn’t seem to resist his offer. With a hungry little cry, she flowed into his arms and pressed herself against him, her fangs sharp and ready to pierce his flesh.
Somehow Kara found herself straddling the big Unbondable, which meant her legs were spread wide over his leather-clad crotch.
Raak was sitting with his broad back to the backboard of the bed with his long legs stretched out on the bed. He welcomed Kara into his arms and cupped her hips in his big, warm hands, drawing her even closer.
For a minute, Kara felt uncertain. Should she really do this? Under his silky silver uniform shirt she was naked—her pussy spread wide as she straddled his hips. She could feel how wet and open and vulnerable she was down there—it wouldn’t take much for him to pop open his flight leathers and let loose the massive shaft she’d felt pressed against her cheek in the bathtub earlier. And then all he would have to do would be to thrust up into her…
No, we’re not doing that, she reminded herself sternly, though her pussy throbbed at the thought of being filled by his thickness. We’re not doing penetration—not having sex. I’m just biting him.
As if echoing her thoughts, Raak looked up at her, his silver-ringed eyes blazing.
“Well, baby girl?” he growled softly. “Are you gonna bite me?”
As he spoke, he pulled aside his wild black hair, exposing the left side of his strong throat. And suddenly Kara couldn’t help herself anymore.
Bracing her hands on his broad, bare shoulders, she leaned forward, breathed in his hot, spicy scent, and struck.
“Seven Hells!” Raak groaned aloud as the sharp points of her fangs drove into the side of his neck. The pain was good but the pleasure that followed after was even better, he decided, as a rush of overwhelming desire ran through him.
He had heard that when a male Blood Kindred bit a female, he injected a pale blue chemical compound called essence that gave instant orgasms and he had wondered if Kara had the same capabilities.
Well, he didn’t have to wonder any longer, he thought hazily as pleasure flooded him. Goddess-damn if he hadn’t already come in his pants like a damned adolescent twice and he was going to go for round three if she didn’t stop.
Kara did stop, to his mingled surprise and disappointment. She pulled back from him, an agonized expression on her pretty face. Raak could tell at once she was in distress.
“What is it, baby girl?” he asked anxiously, frowning at her. “What’s wrong? Did it hurt you to bite me?”
“Not…not exactly.” She shook her head but the miserable expression remained on her lovely features.
“Then what is it?” Raak urged. “Come on—tell me. Something must have gone wrong—though it was fucking amazing for me.”
“It was amazing for me, too,” she assured him quickly. “But I just…now I feel…” She shook her head, her cheeks stained with a blush. Clearly she was too embarrassed to finish. But the hot scent of her desire gave Raak an idea of what was going on.
“Biting me felt good…maybe too good. Am I right?” he asked, looking up at her as she sat straddling his aching shaft.
Briefly, Kara nodded. “Something like that,” she nearly whispered. “In fact, it was wonderful. But now I’m so…so empty inside.” She looked at Raak pleadingly. “What am I going to do? I ache…down there.” She nodded down to where the silver shirt barely covered her pussy. “It makes me want to…want to…”
“Makes you need to make love—need to be fucked, doesn’t it, baby girl?” Raak growled softly, feeling his shaft surge again. But he’d promised not to do that to her, he reminded himself. He’d promised not to change the color of her eyes.
Kara seemed to be thinking along the same lines because she blurted out,
“I can’t let you change the color of my eyes but I can’t stand this feeling either! Raak, what am I going to do?”
“This,” Raak told her.
And started unbuttoning the shirt to bare her naked body.
Sixteen
“Wait!” Kara put up trembling hands to stop him but the big Unbondable was too fast for her—he already had the silver uniform shirt unbuttoned and spread wide to show her bare breasts and open pussy.
“It’s all right, baby girl,” he assured her in that deep, rumbling voice of his. “Everything’s gonna be all right. I’m not gonna make love to you tonight—just gonna help ease your ache.”
“But how?” Kara whispered weakly. She wasn’t trying to stop him anymore—her body needed whatever he was offering too badly for that. From the minute she’d sunk her fangs into his flesh she had known it was a mistake—a sweet, forbidden, miscalculation that she might pay a very heavy price for.
That was because the moment her fangs pierced his flesh, her pussy started throbbing and clenching—almost begging to be filled. Kara had heard how it was for male Blood Kindred—how after they bit a willing female their bodies wanted desperately to go on with the bonding process. It was because biting was an act of possession—a marking of the prospective mate—and the natural instinct was to finish claiming and bonding after that first bite was made.
But I didn’t thi
nk it would be the same for me, Kara thought desperately as her pussy clenched helplessly on nothing. She needed to be filled but how could she be without ruining her future?
“It’s all right, baby girl—I’ve got this. I’ve got you.”
Raak’s firm, deep voice seemed to bring her back from the brink of despair. Kara looked down at him hopefully.
“How?” she whispered.
“Like this,” he told her. And leaning forward, he captured one aching nipple in his hot mouth and slipped a big, warm hand between her legs.
Kara moaned and threw her head back as she felt two long, strong fingers slip into her virgin channel. Luckily, since she was half Kindred, she had no maidenhead to impede the way, so though she was tight, Raak was able to slide his long fingers deep inside her until he reached her core.
“Oh!” Kara gasped as she writhed on his lap. “Oh, yes, Raak—yes!”
The big Unbondable growled in approval at her reaction and continued pumping into her pussy as he sucked her aching nipples.
It was exactly what Kara needed. She writhed in his lap, for once unashamed of her need as her pussy clenched hard around the invading digits. Goddess, it felt so good to finally be filled! To have him so deep inside her.
If only it was his shaft, though, a little voice whispered in her head. If only he was filling you up—making you his—coming deep inside you…
The forbidden thought pushed Kara over the edge. With a cry of pure need and desire, she felt her orgasm overwhelm her. Pleasure rushed through her in a warm wave as she ground herself against Raak’s big hand, his palm rubbing her sensitive clit as his fingers continued to pump into her spasming pussy.
He stopped sucking her nipples and looked up at her, his eyes heavy-lidded with lust as he watched her.
“That’s right, baby girl,” he growled softly. “That’s right—come for me. Come all over my fingers while I fuck your sweet little pussy.”
His hot, dirty words seemed to bring on another orgasmic wave. Kara moaned and gave herself up to it—for once in her life completely unembarrassed by her own sexual needs. Goddess, it was so good…so good.
She never wanted it to end.
Seventeen
Raak never wanted it to end.
The little female was so fucking gorgeous as she writhed on his lap and he could feel her pussy clenching hungrily around his fingers as she rode him. Gods, what he wouldn’t give to fill her with his shaft instead!
Despite the multiple orgasms she’d given him when she bit him, he was still rock hard and ready to go. But he knew he couldn’t go there with Kara—couldn't Claim her and change the color of her eyes. If he did, she would be in disgrace when she finally got home to the Mother Ship.
So he had to content himself with making her come, which was pretty damn fine with Raak. There was nothing sexier—as far as he was concerned—than making a female completely lose her inhibitions. And from the way Kara was writhing and moaning on his lap, it was clear hers had gone out the shuttle window long ago.
“Raak!” she gasped, moaning his name like a prayer. “Oh Goddess, that feels so good.”
“That’s right, baby girl,” he growled, feeling her spasm around his fingers again. “That’s right, give it up. Give it all up for me and let yourself come as hard as you need to.”
She moaned again, her breasts thrusting out as her back arched in pleasure and Raak took the opportunity to capture one tight pink nipple and lave it with his tongue. Kara gasped and pressed against him, giving herself up completely to the pleasure of his touch, letting herself go in a way that made his heart ache almost as much as his shaft.
Gods, she was so innocent, so trusting, Raak thought. No other female would have trusted an Unbondable to pleasure them without taking what they weren’t willing to give. But Kara trusted him and gave herself up to him completely and without reservation.
Raak swore to himself he wouldn’t betray that trust, no matter how much he might want her.
At last she collapsed, panting, with her head on his shoulder.
“Oh,” she whispered in his ear. “I…I’ve never come so hard in my life.”
“You’re not the only one, baby girl,” Raak told her, stroking her back.
“Really?” She sat up and looked at him. “You, uh, came too?”
“The minute you bit me and then twice more,” Raak admitted. “Shot off in my pants like a damn kid. Couldn’t help myself.”
“Then I do have essence, after all,” Kara remarked. “It’s the pale blue chemical compound that Blood Kindred—male Blood Kindred, anyway—inject into the female they want to, uh, bond…” She turned pink suddenly. “I mean, not that I was trying to…you know, Claim you.”
“I know, baby girl.” Raak shrugged. “It wouldn’t matter even if you had been trying to Claim me. I’m Unbondable—remember?”
For a moment he felt a rush of regret for that fact. But then he pushed it to the back of his mind. After all, he had no soul so he couldn’t be sorry he wouldn’t be able to share his life with a female—not even a sweet, curvy, luscious, smart-as-a-whip female like Kara—right?
Right, he told himself firmly. So don’t even think about it.
Kara was still looking at him a bit anxiously.
“Um, right,” she said at last. “Of course. But thank you for letting me bite you, just the same.”
Her prim little thank-you speech after the hot sexual encounter they had just shared cracked Raak up for some reason and he started to laugh.
Kara’s lips twitched uncertainly and then she started laughing too. She had a sweet, musical laugh that Raak liked at once. Hearing it made him laugh even harder.
“What…what’s so funny?” she finally managed to ask, wiping tears from her eyes. “Why are we laughing?”
“Because—you thanking me so prim and proper like that, when both of us just came so hard we’re nearly cross-eyed and I still have my fingers deep in your sweet little pussy,” he explained, still chuckling.
“Oh!” Kara looked down and her cheeks got pink with a blush. “You, uh, you do, don’t you?” she murmured and Raak could tell she wasn’t sure how to handle the situation at all. He supposed they didn’t teach proper young ladies on the Mother Ship how to ask a male to remove his fingers from her honey pot once they were done with the loving.
Taking pity on her, he slipped his fingers out without another word, and brought them to his face, still wet with her honey.
“Oh…” Kara looked at him uncertainly. “What are you…?”
“Scenting you,” Raak told her. Closing his eyes, he inhaled deeply, taking in her fresh, sweet scent and loving it. “Gods, baby girl, you smell so damn good,” he growled, looking at Kara.
“I…I do?” she looked down at him, wide-eyed.
“Uh-huh. Let’s see if you taste as good as you smell,” Raak growled, and sucked his fingers into his mouth.
Her juices were sweet and salty and perfect, just like Kara herself, he thought. Damned if he didn’t have the urge to put her on her back, spread her legs, and taste her honey straight from the source!
But Raak knew if he went that far, he’d want to go farther. And he couldn’t let himself do that—couldn’t take Kara’s virginity and change the color of her eyes when he couldn’t offer her anything in return.
So he contented himself with slowly sucking her sweet juices off his fingers while he held her gaze with his, never looking away as he tasted her honey.
“Raak,” she whispered at last, but then seemed to not know what to say.
Raak finally drew his fingers out of his mouth.
“Delicious,” he growled, letting her know exactly how much he loved her secret flavor. “You have the sweetest pussy honey I’ve ever tasted, baby girl.”
“Oh, um…” Kara turned bright red and bit her lip…which resulted in her giving a little cry of pain.
“My fangs!” she exclaimed, reaching up to feel them.
“What about them?” Raa
k asked, frowning. She had drawn blood again, he noticed—her lush lower lip had a ruby red droplet on it.
“They feel every bit as long and sharp as they were before!” Kara scrambled off his lap and ran into the fresher to check her appearance in the 3-D viewer. Raak followed her—more from a desire to clean himself up than anything else. The inside of his flight leathers was a sticky situation after the way her bite had made him come so much.
He found her looking at her reflection with tears in her eyes.
“Hey, now, baby girl,” he murmured, putting a hand on her shoulder. “It’s not so bad as all that.”
“Yes, it is!” Kara exclaimed, still staring at herself. “Just look at me! I thought biting you would make them go down but my fangs are even longer and sharper and more prominent than they were before. What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing is wrong with you,” Raak told her firmly. “You’re beautiful, baby—perfect.”
“You might think so but no other male aboard the Mother Ship or on Earth is going to think so.” Kara looked ready to cry. “I came to Tranq Prime to shrink my fangs but now they’re longer than ever. This is awful.”
“Well…who says you have to go straight back to the Mother Ship?” Raak asked, trying to cheer her up. “I mean, why not fly around the galaxy with me for a while? I didn’t get many trade goods on Tranq Prime but I’ve got a hold full of items for Xephron Five, which is my next stop.”
“Xephron Five?” Kara’s head yanked up as though he had said a magic word. “I’ve heard of that planet before.”
“You have?” Raak frowned. “Not many people go to it, even to trade. It’s a fucking strange place. Takes some getting used to.”
But Kara was pacing around the fresher, running a hand through her hair excitedly.
“I remember where I heard it now! The doctor my Great Uncle and Aunt got to try and pull my fangs—Dr. ThrobGood—when I asked why he couldn’t just shrink my fangs, he said, ‘Oh my dear, I’m not a miracle worker or a Kaji from Xephron Five!’
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