Vanished

by Evangeline Anderson

  Harper moaned as he laid a gentle, open-mouthed kiss on her throbbing clit, then circled it with his tongue. God, his mouth was so warm, which she really liked. The few times her ex, Jareth, had tried going down on her, he had done it right after brushing his teeth after getting ready for bed. There was nothing more off-putting, at least in Harper’s opinion, than having a cold mouth on your hot inner core. When Jareth had poked her with his tongue, it was like getting an icicle shoved inside her.

  It was completely different with Shad.

  He didn’t perform a few tentative licks and call it quits for one thing. Her ex had always reminded Harper of a picky cat with a bowl of cream, taking a small taste here and a small taste there before deciding he didn’t actually like what was being offered.

  In contrast, Shad was like a man thirsting to death who had found a source of fresh, sweet water. After teasing her clit for a moment, he spread her pussy even wider with his thumbs and then lapped upward, dragging the flat of his tongue from the well of her sex up over her slippery folds until he reached the top of her slit. Then he did it again…and again and again until Harper thought she was going to explode.

  “Shad,” she gasped breathlessly, fisting her fingers in his thick hair. “Shad please…please.”

  She hardly knew what she was begging for but the big Kindred seemed to know without even asking. It occurred to Harper as he lapped her open pussy that he knew her body intimately—knew how to make her come possibly better than any other man she’d ever been with. And she was getting close…so damn close if only he would…

  As if in answer to her silent, half-formed wish, two long, thick fingers suddenly found the entrance to her pussy and began to circle her wet, slippery well.

  “Oh!” she moaned softly. “Oh, Shad…”

  He looked up for a moment, his eyes blazing.

  “Are you ready to come for me, Harper? Ready to come all over my face and give me your sweet honey?”

  “I…I think so,” she gasped.

  “That’s good. Because I’m about to make you come hard, baby. I’m about to make you fly.”

  Still holding her eyes with his, he pressed inside.

  Harper arched her back as his fingers entered her—but not all the way. Instead, Shad crooked them upward making a “come on” gesture as he rubbed hard against a spot inside her that Harper had barely known existed.

  She’d read plenty of articles about how to find your G-spot and how to help a lover find it but she’d never been very successful with it. The clit was her happy place and she was satisfied if a guy could just succeed in locating it and stimulating it in a halfway decent way.

  But she was coming to see that Shad didn’t do anything halfway. As he rubbed hard against that spot inside her, he sucked her clit into his mouth and lashed it with his tongue, causing a wave of overwhelming sensation to wash over her, drenching her in pure, intense pleasure.

  Suddenly, Harper was there—up over the edge of orgasm and flying, just as he had promised.

  “Ah…Ahhhh!”

  What came from her throat was more like a wail than a cry. She bucked her hips, her body fishtailing on the bench so that Shad had to curl one big arm under her arched back to keep her from falling off. He gathered her closer to himself, making sure to keep their connection, staying with her even as she moaned and her pussy gushed juices which he lapped up eagerly.

  “Shad! Shad!” She cried his name like a prayer, unable to stop herself or hold back in any way. No one had ever made her come this hard—no one had ever taken her so high or pushed her so hard.

  And still he wasn’t done.

  Harper felt something smooth and cool against her thigh and then a buzzing sensation began. Looking down, she saw that Shad had gotten one of the vibrators from a nearby rack—a smooth, bullet shaped ivory one about as long as his hand. He was using on her outer pussy lips now but clearly he intended to do more.

  “Shad,” she said breathlessly. “Shad, what…”

  “Need to make you come again.” His voice was a hoarse growl. “You’re just getting started, baby. You can have multiples when I work you right.”

  Harper had never had multiple orgasms in her life—that she remembered, she reminded herself. But apparently the big Kindred knew how to give them to her.

  “I don’t know—” she began but then he touched the buzzing tip of the vibrating wand to her aching clit and she moaned and jumped.

  “You’re going to come for me again,” Shad growled softly. “Come while I swallow your sweet juices, Kallana.”

  Then he was stroking her with the buzzing toy, sliding it teasingly over her wet, throbbing clit before pushing it deep inside her to fuck her with its length.

  Harper threw back her head and cried with pleasure, her toes curling and her back arching as she felt yet another orgasm building.

  He’s right, she thought dizzily. I can come again.

  And then she did. And then again…and again…and again as Shad continued to tease orgasm after orgasm out of her while he lapped at her thirstily.

  At last she was a panting mess.

  “Shad,” she begged weakly. “Shad, please—no more. I can’t…can’t stand it again. I can’t.”

  He finally looked up, his mouth and jaw wet from her juices. True to his word, he had been lapping away her honey as fast as she could make it, cleaning her pussy gently after every orgasm until he felt she was ready for another. But right now Harper felt like she would die if he tried again—she was sexually exhausted.

  Shad seemed to sense it or maybe he could just tell by looking at her because he nodded at last and rose from his knees. Scooping Harper up, he sat on the bench and cradled her to his broad chest.

  “Kiss me,” he said huskily, looking into her eyes.

  Harper was more than happy to. Winding her arms around his muscular neck, she drew his head down to hers and kissed his mouth, now red from licking and sucking her.

  Shad groaned and kissed her back passionately.

  Harper moaned again as her own secret flavor exploded in her mouth. God, it tasted good when she licked it off the big Kindred’s skin!

  He seemed to agree because he parted her lips and slipped his tongue inside her mouth, feeding her the taste as the two of them kissed passionately.

  But after a moment, Harper became aware of something hot and hard poking her ass. Suddenly she understood what it was.

  He still hasn’t come—Shad’s been giving me multiple orgasms and I haven’t done anything in return.

  “Shad…” She reached down between them and began to stroke the long, hard shaft again. She wanted desperately to have it inside her—wanted to feel Shad filling her to the hilt with his thickness, spreading her open with his cock. But she knew now why it was impossible. She couldn’t risk forming a bond with him when he was going to lose her—when they were going to lose each other…

  No, don’t think about that! she commanded herself. Think about giving him pleasure—the same pleasure he gave you.

  Shad groaned softly as she continued to stroke him.

  “Gods, sweetheart…”

  “Let me suck you.” Harper was already sliding down between his legs. “Let me taste you the way you tasted me.”

  “You don’t have to,” he protested. “Letting me taste your sweet pussy was enough for me, Harper.”

  “No, it wasn’t or you wouldn’t still be so hard and achy.”

  Slowly she caressed the long length of him. There was no way she could fit all this into her mouth. But she could at least taste him and use her hands and mouth to help him come.

  Precum was already flowing freely from the broad head of his shaft and she bent her head to lap it away, watching him watch her as she did so. His opalescent eyes were half-lidded with lust and he didn’t try to protest anymore as she knelt before him, stroking his throbbing length.

  “Mmm…”

  To Harper’s surprise, his precum tasted different from any other guy’s she�
��d ever been with. She’d been expecting a salty, bitter flavor. But though there was a hint of salt in the big Kindred’s precum, there was a sweetness too. In fact, what it really tasted like was…

  “Salted caramel!” She looked up at him. “You taste like salted caramel.”

  “Is that good?” he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.

  “It’s pretty much my favorite flavor,” Harper admitted. In fact, it had featured prominently when she’d tasted the flavor disk given to her by the bathing attendant.

  She bent her head to lap up more of the delicious stuff.

  “Mmmm, so good.”

  Shad groaned and ran a hand gently down her back as she sucked him some more, kissing and licking along his thick shaft, loving the warm, masculine spice of his scent.

  “Gods, Kallana, you’re going to make me come,” he groaned as she lapped at him.

  Harper ran her tongue from the broad base of his shaft all the way up to the head and looked him in the eyes.

  “That’s the idea. And I want you to come in my mouth.”

  She had never made this offer before—not even to Jareth when they were engaged. But now she meant every word of it. Emotion for the big Kindred filled her heart—an emotion dangerously close to love if she let herself admit it. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her.

  And of course, it didn’t hurt that he tasted like dessert.

  “Gods, sweetheart…when you talk like that…” Shad groaned. “The feel of your hot mouth and your soft little hands stroking me…it’s too fucking much.”

  “I want it to be too much. Come for me,” Harper urged. Then she sucked him as deeply into her mouth as she could and stroked his long shaft with both hands, working him skillfully.

  Apparently it was enough—or as Shad had said, too much. With a low groan, she felt him stiffen and incredibly, the shaft in her mouth grew even thicker for a moment. Then he pulsed and something salty and sweet and completely delicious filled her mouth.

  God, his cum tastes even better than his precum! Harper thought deliriously. Eagerly, she swallowed and continued to stroke him, hoping for more.

  Shad didn’t disappoint her. Spurt after spurt of warm, salted caramel flavor filled her mouth as he groaned her name and stroked her back and shoulders and hair with his big, warm hands.

  “Harper! Ah, Gods, baby—your sweet little mouth feels so damn good…so hot…”

  At last, though he didn’t get any softer, he stopped coming and there was no more to suck.

  Harper drew back uncertainly, looking at the long, hard shaft in her hand. It was as big as ever—which was fairly massive.

  Shad seemed to see her look of consternation because he stroked her cheek and asked gently, “What is it, Kallana? What’s wrong?”

  “Well, it’s just…I felt you come—I tasted it,” she said. “It was freaking delicious which is crazy—I didn’t know anybody could taste that good.”

  “You do.” His eyes were half-lidded again. “Your pussy is my favorite flavor in the entire universe. It’s one of the things I tasted when the bathing attendant gave me a flavor disk.”

  “Really?” Harper looked at him uncertainly. “Wow, that’s…wow.” She cleared her throat. “But back to the matter at, uh, hand…” She motioned to his shaft which she still clasped loosely in her fist. “You came but you’re still hard.”

  “You always ask me that.” He laughed, a warm, rumbling, happy sound which was different from his usual dark tone. Harper loved it at once and wished she could get him to laugh more often. Of course, once they were finished here, she would never hear it again. She wouldn’t even remember it enough to miss it…to miss him…

  No! She pushed the depressing thought away.

  “Okay, so I always ask—and what do you tell me?” she said.

  “That Kindred males are capable of being multi-orgasmic, just like Earth females,” he explained. “It allows us to stay hard so we can continue to pleasure our females for as long as they need us to.”

  “Mmmm…” Harper eyed him appreciatively. “So you mean I could get more of your salted caramel cum?”

  His eyes were suddenly half-lidded again.

  “If you want it. Do you, sweetheart?”

  “You have to ask?” Harper bent her head and captured the broad head of his cock between her lips once more. Loving the sound of his groans and the feeling of him watching her go down on him, she began to work him again.

  But Shad stopped her.

  “Wait, sweetheart,” he said, his deep voice husky with lust. “If you’re going to taste me again, I want to taste you too.”

  He scooted back and lay down on the velvet bench. Then he motioned to Harper.

  “Ride my face while you suck me. That way we can give each other pleasure at the same time.”

  “Oh, I don’t know…” Harper felt uncertain. “I’m afraid I’ll crush you and besides, I don’t think my pussy can take anymore, baby. You worked me pretty hard already.”

  He rumbled laughter again.

  “You can’t crush me with your sweet curvy body and I promise I’ll be gentle.” His eyes filled with desire. “Just let me kiss you while you suck me. Your flavor and scent make me so fucking hot—I come so hard when I’m tasting you.”

  His words excited her again and Harper felt a tingle of lust deep in her belly. She’d been certain she couldn’t take any more but surely it couldn’t hurt to just let him kiss her…

  She got into the position he requested, kneeling on the broad bench with her pussy right over his mouth as she took his long, thick shaft in her hand once more.

  “Now come down, baby.” His breath was warm against her inner thighs. “Come down and let me taste you one more time.”

  With a little moan, Harper lowered herself down to his hot, wet mouth and took the head of his cock between her lips.

  “Gently this time,” she heard Shad murmur. “Gently and slowly, Kallana.”

  It took a long…long time and somehow he made her come again.

  * * * * *

  As he did every time he tasted her, Shad felt the familiar pleasure tempered by pain. He would lose her soon, and this time the loss would be final.

  Don’t think about it, he commanded himself as he lapped gently at her tender flesh, feeling her pussy quiver against his tongue. Live in the moment. Give her as much pleasure as you can and enjoy the pleasure she gives you in return.

  Closing his eyes, he concentrated on losing himself in the woman he loved because he knew, without a doubt, that this was the last time he would get to love her.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “Well, well—it appears that your attendant was successful in bringing you pleasure. A lot of pleasure—you nearly shouted the walls down! That is, when your mouth wasn’t too full for shouting.”

  Lady Marlbussen sounded amused.

  Harper jumped at the sound of the other woman’s voice.

  Shad was cradling her in his lap after their final, emotional encounter and they were kissing, sharing each other’s flavor and reveling in the intimacy between them. Somehow, she’d completely forgotten anyone else was in the room.

  She broke the kiss and looked up at the other woman, feeling suddenly naked all over again.

  “No, no dear—don’t mind me.” Lady M waved a hand negligently. “By all means, finish what you started.”

  “We are finished,” Shad growled. “I have seen to my Empress’s pleasure—now she should be able to go before She Who Alters without any other need to distract the Goddess’s attention.”

  “Not before she’s gone through the Cleansing Waters.” Lady Marlbussen sounded slightly shocked. “You can’t just go into the presence of She Who Alters all sweaty from sex. You have to wash the exertion off—cleanse yourself of impurities before you can see her.”

  “Lady Marlbussen is right.” The owlish bathing attendant popped up and Harper wondered where she’d been while she and Shad were giving each other pleasure.
They’d been performing some pretty private acts—she really hoped the girl hadn’t been watching them the whole time.

  “Okay,” she said, trying to rearrange the long fringes of her dress so that they somewhat covered her. She wasn’t very successful. They’d gotten pretty messed up during her activities with Shad and some of them had been torn off completely by his eager hands. “Um, so what’s next?” she asked.

  “You must come with me,” the bathing attendant said, motioning at the door of the pleasure room. “We will go first into the steam baths to sweat impurities from your pores, then the showers to rinse away said impurities. Lastly you will enter the Cleansing Waters before you go before the Goddess.”

  “All right—sounds fine to me.” Harper shrugged and looked at Lady Marlbussen. “Lead the way.”

  “Oh no, hon—this is where I leave you.” The other woman smiled genially. “I only come here to use the sexual facilities. Whenever I have an itch that needs scratched.” She winked at Harper. “Which has been well and truly scratched today, I can tell you.”

  “Oh, uh…well thank you for…for everything,” Harper said haltingly. It was hard to say exactly what the other woman had done for her. Well, except for goading her into teasing Shad until his iron self-control finally snapped.

  In that case, I guess I really do have something to thank her for.

  But should she thank her, Harper wondered. Should she thank her for pushing Shad and her together? Especially now that she realized once She Who Alters changed her so that the Hive could no longer use her, she would be back on the beach on Earth with no memory of the man she had come to love.

  Because Harper did love the big Kindred—hopelessly, helplessly, and without reservation. She knew that now—felt connected to him in a way that she hadn’t before. She loved him and she was certain Shad loved her. But soon they would be parted forever…

  Don’t think about it, she told herself. If you think about it you’ll cry. Don’t cry.

  Pushing the disturbing emotions away, she lifted her chin and looked at the bathing attendant.