Stealing Her Heart

by Evangeline Anderson

“No…” Chain drew back for a moment to look her in the eyes and she saw that his were burning with lust, though that crooked little smile of his was twitching the corner of his mouth. “No,” he repeated. “Not yet.”

  Then he went back to healing her, using long, slow laps of his tongue interspersed with gentle kisses that sent shivers and tingles through Vicky’s entire body.

  The whole time he was healing her cheek, she kept telling herself that she needed to be careful—that they had to take things slow and not jump into anything. But when the big Kindred began licking the sensitive side of her throat, all her sensible thoughts flew out the window and she couldn’t help the low moan that escaped her lips.

  God…oh, God! Her neck and throat had always been one of Vicky’s most sensitive erogenous zones. The feelings she got when Chain lapped and kissed her so gently, his mouth on her sensitive flesh and his warm breath in her ear, was almost enough to make her come it got her so hot. Her nipples felt tight and seemed to throb as the warm water lapped against them and her pussy was suddenly aching and wet with need.

  “Chain!” she heard herself moaning. “Oh my God, if you don’t stop I’m going to…going to…”

  “Going to what, beautiful Victoria?” he murmured, pulling back to look in her eyes again. When he saw the state she was in, his own eyes widened. “Didn’t know your neck was such a sensitive area, sweetheart,” he murmured. “I’ll have to keep that in mind in the future.”

  “Why?” Vicky demanded breathlessly. “What…what are we going to be doing in the future?”

  Chain gave her a slow smile.

  “What would you like to be doing?”

  “Getting to…to know each other better,” Vicky said, trying to sound stern. “Before we, uh, do anything foolish.”

  “Why is it foolish to want to be with the one you love?” Chain asked softly.

  Vicky felt shock run through her. She’d been with Kevin for over a year before he’d said the L word and everything she’d read and seen about modern men talked about how careful they were not to say they loved a woman too soon because they were so commitment-shy.

  Well, apparently, Kindred are not modern Men, she thought, feeling dazed.

  “Chain, you can’t say you love me yet,” she protested. “We don’t even—”

  “Know each other?” he finished for her, raising an eyebrow. “No, but we will. After all, I’ve already met your family and they seemed to approve of me.” He grinned.

  “Melli and Jodi are sweet girls but of course they’re going to approve of you—you’re gorgeous,” Vicky told him. “They’re too young to know you ought to get to know a man first before you jump in the deep end.”

  “It looks to me like we’re already in the deep end,” Chain said, giving her another crooked smile.

  “Ha-ha.” She put a hand on her hip, feeling the water swish around her with the motion. “You know I’m not talking about the pool.”

  “Neither am I,” he murmured and pulled her close for a long, breathless kiss.

  “God, Chain,” she moaned softly when the kiss finally broke. “If you keep this up I won’t be able to resist you.”

  “Good.” His grin was wolfish this time—hungry for her, Vicky thought. “Because I don’t want you to resist. I want to touch you and kiss you everywhere tonight, Victoria. Want to taste your sweet pussy and make your honey flow for me, just as it did back on Priima Belle.”

  “We shouldn’t,” she protested but her voice sounded weak in her own ears. “I mean, we ought to take things slow.”

  “I can go slow if you like.” Chain spread out a towel on the side of the pool and lifted Vicky so that she was sitting on the edge, with her legs spread. “As slow as you want me to,” he promised, looking up at her with that hungry light shining in his blue eyes. “Just let me show you, sweetheart.”

  Vicky looked at him uncertainly.

  “You really want to that much? I thought maybe…maybe you were just putting on an act on Priima Belle to fool them into selling us the other half of the T’lix-Kruthe.”

  “No act,” Chain assured her, his eyes heavy with desire as he looked up at her. “I loved tasting your pussy, my beautiful Victoria. Why don’t you let me taste you again and prove it?”

  “I shouldn’t—this isn’t taking it slow,” Vicky protested, but weakly. Deep down she really wanted to do this—wanted to let him do it to her—and she knew it, even if she didn’t want to admit it to herself.

  “I told you, I’ll take it as slowly as you want,” Chain promised. “And we don’t have to make love tonight if you don’t want to. But please…” He looked up at her, his blue eyes filled with desire. “Please let me make your sweet honey flow again and lap it up. Please let me eat your sweet pussy.”

  Vicky felt her whole body go hot and cold at once at his dirty words and the intense way he was looking at her.

  “Well…” she began, already knowing what she was going to say. “I guess if…if you really want to.”

  In answer, Chain hooked his muscular arms around her thighs and spread her wide.

  Vicky gave a little gasp of protest but he laid a soft, open-mouthed kiss on the side of her knee and looked up at her.

  “Relax, Professor Victoria,” he murmured, giving her a roguish smile. “I remember everything you taught me when I was your student and I promise I’ll follow your teachings perfectly.”

  Vicky felt her breath catch in her throat at his reference to their time together on Prima Belle.

  “Oh you will, will you?” she whispered, raising an eyebrow at him.

  Chain nodded.

  “I will, my Lady,” he promised in a soft, deep voice filled with lust. “So why don’t you just lay back and relax and let me eat you. Let me taste your sweet pussy until you can’t help coming for me over and over again.”

  At that, Vicky gave up on trying to stop herself from giving in. With a little sigh, she did as he said, laying back against the plush crimson towel Chain had laid on the floor to cushion her and watching with a shiver of anticipation as he began to kiss her outer pussy lips.

  The water was still lapping around his broad shoulders and she could feel his hot breath on her sensitive mound. But as Chain had promised, he took his time, first sucking one outer pussy lip into his mouth and then the other while scrupulously avoiding her inner folds.

  He kept this up, licking and sucking all around her outer pussy mound until Vicky’s whole body was trembling with tension and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as her body yearned for more.

  Finally she gasped, “Please, Chain—you’re driving me crazy.”

  “Is that right, my Lady?” he murmured and she could hear both the heat and the humor in his voice. “Does that mean you’d like me to pay more attention to your inner pussy now?”

  “Yes!” Vicky couldn’t help herself, she bucked her hips up impatiently. “Please, Chain—do it! Do it now!”

  “Tell me what to do then,” he challenged, his voice a low, hungry growl. “Teach me how to please you like you did on Priima Belle.”

  “Mmm, you like that, do you?” Vicky murmured. Suddenly she thought she could see why he was attracted to her as an older woman. The whole “teach me” scenario was hot and she had to admit she liked the idea of a man who was willing to learn what turned her on.

  “Lick my inner pussy,” she told him, running her fingers through his hair. “I want you to put your tongue in me—all the way inside me—and then lick my clit.”

  “Mmm, my pleasure, sweetheart,” Chain growled.

  Bending his head again, he pressed his tongue deep into her pussy, making Vicky gasp and arch her back. His tongue was really long and she could feel it in her, almost as though it was his cock he was sliding into her slippery channel.

  Chain seemed to enjoy tongue fucking her because he took his time, pressing deep inside her and lapping the walls of her tunnel as though trying to get every last drop of her juices. Vicky moaned and ran her finge
rs through his thick hair, just as she had on Priima Belle. Only this time she knew it wasn’t an act the big Kindred was putting on. He really did love this—loved tasting her—so much so that it seemed like he couldn’t get enough.

  At last his hot tongue moved upwards and she felt it circling the swollen button of her clit. Vicky gasped and arched her back, pressing her hips up to meet him shamelessly. Chain growled with approval and lapped harder, licking around and around her tight little button until Vicky thought she was going to explode.

  Chain seemed to sense she was on the edge because she felt two long, strong fingers suddenly slip into her channel and then he redoubled his lapping at the same time he penetrated deep inside her pussy.

  The extra penetration on top of his hot mouth on her clit was too much for Vicky. With a low moan, she bucked up against him and began to come, the pleasure crashing over her like a wave until she felt like she could hardly breathe.

  Chain rode out her orgasm, lapping and sucking and thrusting with his fingers until at last she lay panting by the side of the pool, utterly spent.

  “Oh God, Chain,” she whispered weakly as he pulled his fingers slowly out of her and sucked them clean with a low growl of pleasure. “That was…amazing. I feel like my whole body is made of jelly now.”

  She more than half expected him to want to make love to her now and she probably wouldn’t have tried to stop him. After all, even if they hadn’t known each other long, the attraction between them was amazing and electric. It felt right, the idea of them together forever, she admitted to herself. So right she couldn’t deny it anymore, despite their age difference.

  But instead of trying to bond her to him, Chain got out of the pool and wrapped both of them in towels. Then he lifted Vicky into his arms and carried her out of the fresher.

  “Mmm, where are you taking me?” Vicky felt boneless in his arms. The extreme stress she’d been under earlier followed by the hot bath and the mind-blowing orgasm conspired to make her feel utterly exhausted.

  “You’re tired,” Chain murmured, cradling her to his broad chest. “I think you need to sleep for a while before we go any further.”

  “But I never…” Vicky yawned. “Never took care of you,” she protested sleepily. “It’s not fair—you have needs too.”

  “What I need right now is to see you sleeping safe in my arms,” he said firmly. “And please don’t worry about my sexual release, sweetheart—I came when you did, just from tasting your sweet pussy and hearing you moan my name.”

  His words sent another shiver of desire through Vicky but she was so sleepy she found she couldn’t wake up and act on it. When Chain laid her on the bed and stripped away the fluffy towels he’d wrapped her in, she shivered. But in a moment, he had tucked her under the covers, between the soft, silky sheets. Then he climbed in behind her and pulled her close, spooning her and nestling her into the crook of his much larger body.

  “Mmm…” Vicky sighed happily. She snuggled against him and registered the fact that his long, hard shaft was pressed against her ass but she didn’t even mind. In fact, it felt good. So good that she pressed closer and pillowed her head on his muscular bicep before closing her eyes and letting sleep claim her.

  Chain held her close in his arms, treasuring her and vowing he would never let her go again. Though he had promised himself he would respect her boundaries, he hadn’t been able to help asking to taste her soft little pussy again. And he was glad he had asked—Victoria had given herself to him so sweetly, calling his name and pulling his hair while she rode his tongue… The salty-sweet flavor of her honey still lingered on his lips and the feeling of his little Elite sleeping naked in his arms was better than anything else in the entire universe, as far as he was contained.

  It had been an incredibly long and stressful day and he had been dreaming of having Victoria safe in his arms for so long. Now that he finally had her here, Chain found himself slowly relaxing. Gods, she felt so good tucked against his body. She was so soft and warm and she smelled so sweet.

  When she wakes up, I’m going to taste her again, he thought as he pulled her closer. Taste her until she comes for me—comes all over my face.

  And then he, too, drifted off to sleep with the woman he loved tucked safely in his arms.

  Forty-Six

  Vicky was having the most amazing dream. Someone she loved was holding her—someone who loved her back, loved her so much he would risk anything to keep her safe.

  She snuggled back against him, feeling his hard body surrounding hers, and breathed in his spicy scent. God, he smelled incredible!

  That scent seemed to do strange things to her. She felt her nipples tingling and aching at the tips of her breasts and between her legs she was suddenly wet and hot for some reason.

  Experimentally, she pressed back against the man who was holding her and found that he was as aroused as she was. The thick length of his shaft branded her bare ass and the broad, plum-shaped head of his cock was slippery with precum.

  Mmm, that’s Chain, she thought, still half-asleep but recognizing the man behind her. We were going to make love but then we fell asleep.

  Which seemed like a strange thing to happen but Vicky felt so warm and happy and comfortable just now that she didn’t even care. All she knew right now was that Chain’s big body felt good against hers and she wanted more contact with him.

  Reaching between her thighs, she brought his long, thick shaft between her legs. Grasping the throbbing shaft firmly, she rubbed it against her pussy. She felt the broad tip part her outer lips and find her slippery inner folds at once. Mmmm—so good! She had to stifle a moan as he rubbed against her sensitive clit. God, she was really wet—why was that?

  A mental picture appeared—Chain on his knees before her, lapping her pussy long and thoroughly while she writhed and moaned and ran her fingers through his hair. The thought made her even hotter as she remembered the feeling of his tongue inside her.

  Inside me…hmm…

  She’d only meant to rub the broad head of his cock against her clit for the pleasurable sensations it gave, but now she positioned it at the mouth of her pussy and tilted her hips back, letting him breach her entrance and slide slowly into her.

  It occurred to Vicky there was some reason why she wasn’t supposed to be doing this—some reason why it was wrong to let the big Kindred’s long shaft pierce her pussy and slide deep inside her. But it felt so good to have him in her—even just a little way—that she couldn’t seem to stop. Whatever the reason, it didn’t seem important enough to remember. So Vicky decided to forget it and concentrated on working him deeper into her.

  Chain was really thick and she could feel him stretching her inner walls as he slid slowly into her. She doubted if she could have taken him if he hadn’t tasted her so thoroughly earlier, making her pussy so wet and slick that he was able to slide his hard shaft deep inside her channel.

  The memory of him doing that rose in her mind’s eye again—the way he’d held her eyes as he lapped and sucked her clit, clearly getting pleasure from watching her get pleasure from his tongue. It made Vicky hotter than ever and she reached between her legs and began rubbing the throbbing button of her clit as she felt her inner muscles clench around the big Kindred’s cock.

  Probably shouldn’t be doing this, whispered a little voice in the back of her head. Weren’t you going to take things slowly? And he’s not even awake—shouldn’t you ask permission before you put him in like that?

  But she didn’t think Chain would mind. And as for taking things slowly, it wasn’t like they were actually going to bond, Vicky told herself. She just wanted to enjoy the feeling of being filled with him for a few minutes while she touched herself—that was all. When she was finished she would pull off of him again and there would be no harm done—she was sure of it.

  She rubbed her clit harder, loving the feeling of being so full between her legs. It had been so long since she’d had sex that the thickness in her pussy was an un
familiar sensation—unfamiliar but very welcome, she thought as she stroked around and around her sensitive button.

  God, he felt so good inside her! She only wished she could have gotten him all the way to the end of her channel. But though Chain’s shaft was long, the angle for complete penetration wasn’t quite right—not unless he participated and thrust into her himself.

  And since he was still asleep on his side behind her, that didn’t seem likely to happen.

  Vicky tried to be quiet, but she couldn’t help moaning softly as she stroked her hot little clit. Chain’s warm, spicy scent seemed to be all around her now and the feeling of his hard body against hers and his thick shaft buried almost to the hilt inside her made her so hot it was difficult to hold still and not fuck herself on his thickness. Before she knew it, she had set up a kind of rhythm, pulling up just a bit and then sinking down against him again so that several hot inches of his shaft slid in and out of her pussy with each thrust.

  At this point Vicky couldn’t fool herself that she was still half-asleep anymore. She wasn’t just having a really sexy dream—she was actually using Chain’s shaft to masturbate—even though she had promised herself she wouldn’t do anything rash or move too fast.

  “This is definitely moving too fast,” she whispered to herself even as she worked herself against him. “But oh God—I don’t want to stop!”

  “I don’t want you to stop either, sweetheart.”

  His deep, rumbling voice in her ear surprised Vicky so much that she let out a terrified little squeak and froze against him.

  “Oh, Chain!” she gasped. “I…I can explain. I was having this really hot dream and then I woke up and I…”

  “And you thought you’d just rub against me a little, to see how it felt?” His deep voice was both amused and aroused in her ear.

  “Well…yes,” Vicky admitted in a small voice. She was still very aware that over half his shaft was buried in her pussy and she had put it there—after she’d lectured him about the two of them taking things slowly. “How…how long have you been awake?” she asked.