Awakened by the Giant: Brides of the Kindred

by Evangeline Anderson

  “How to ‘kiss’?” Calden frowned, as though he wasn’t completely certain what she meant.

  “Here—I’ll show you. Scoot back so you’re leaning against the headboard,” Maddy instructed him.

  Calden hesitated. “I am not sure if we should do this.” But the way his topaz eyes were blazing with need and the thickness of his cock, pressing against the black material of his trousers let Maddy know that he wanted this as much as she did.

  “It’s just kissing,” she said softly. “Think of it as a scientific experiment—remember, all knowledge is valuable. And this is knowledge you can’t get any other way.”

  “Well, when you put it that way, I suppose I would be remiss if I didn’t allow you to teach me to ‘kiss’,” Calden murmured. He scooted back until he was sitting with his back to the broad headboard and motioned for her. “Come teach me, Madeline. I wish to learn this new knowledge from you.”

  Feeling hot and cold all over, Maddy knee-walked over to him, since her hands were still too weak to support her if she tried to crawl. Boldly, she straddled his lean hips, even though she could feel her pussy spreading under her short, thin shirt-dress with the motion. God, she was so hot and wet between her legs! And now that she was close to Calden, she could smell his warm, spicy, masculine scent again. It seemed to mix with the sweet, tantalizing scent of the blossoms and fill her entire body with lust and need.

  “Like this,” she said, raising up on her knees to reach him and motioning for him to bend his head down. He did as she asked without question and Maddy leaned forward and placed a soft, open-mouthed kiss on his sensual lips.

  Calden made a noise of surprise and for a moment just sat there and let her kiss him. But then he began to kiss her back.

  The difference in their sizes might have been a problem if he had been a sloppy or over-eager kisser like some men Maddy had been with. But he was always careful of her and he followed her example of slow, soft, hot kisses.

  Daringly, Maddy darted her tongue between his lips, lapping at him teasingly, daring him to follow her lead. God, he tasted delicious! Spicy and hot and salty and sweet with an unknown undertone she couldn’t name but felt immediately addicted to.

  Calden growled softly and sucked gently on her tongue. His big hands were roving up and down her sides and now they slipped under the short shirt-dress and cupped her naked ass, kneading restlessly.

  Maddy moaned as he pulled her closer and repeated her actions, pressing his tongue gently between her lips to taste her in turn. For someone who had never kissed before, he was incredibly good at it—it was like he had some kind of instinct about what would turn her on the most.

  She could feel herself getting hotter—her body opening like one of the exotic-looking blossoms the unassuming little plant had so surprisingly produced. Her heart pounded and her nipples were so tight under the thin material of the shirt-dress they ached. Her pussy, spread even more open by the way that Calden was cupping and kneading her buttocks, felt like liquid heat and her clit throbbed with need.

  At last they broke apart, panting. Calden’s eyes were blazing a pure dark gold as they looked into hers.

  “So that is kissing,” he growled softly. “I like it, Madeline. I feel this is very valuable knowledge indeed.”

  “I thought you might.” Her voice sounded breathless in her own ears—she was almost panting she was so hot and needy. She wanted to find a way to get him to kiss her again, but she didn’t have to look for an excuse—Calden was already speaking again.

  “Madeline,” he murmured. “Tell me, is this ‘kissing’ we have been doing only for mouth to mouth?”

  “What…what do you mean?” she nearly panted.

  “I mean, can a kiss be given to other parts of the body besides the lips?” His eyes roved hungrily over her body. “Because I would very much like to make another experiment and kiss other parts of you as well.”

  “What…what other parts?” Maddy asked, her heart hammering in her chest. “Where else do you want to kiss me, Calden?”

  “To start with, I wish to kiss your breasts. Your bare breasts,” he growled softly. “The tips of them especially—your nipples. They seem very sensitive and I would like to see how you react to having them kissed.”

  “Oh, well…” Maddy cleared her throat. “I mean, I guess we shouldn’t but in the interest of science and helping you gain new knowledge, sure. You can…can kiss my breasts if you want, Calden.”

  His answer was a low growl of pure desire and then he was pulling the oversized shirt-dress down her body—it went easily since the neck was so big—until he had bared her breasts completely.

  For a moment he just looked at her.

  “Gods, Madeline, your breasts are perfect,” he groaned. He cupped them in his warm hands and for once Maddy was glad she was full-figured and big up top. If she’d been a tiny, stick-thin model-type girl, the size difference between them really would have been too much. But the fact that she had some “meat on her bones” really helped to even the playing field. Her breasts seemed to fit into Calden’s big palms just right.

  “I’m glad you like them,” she said huskily, feeling like her pulse was beating in every part of her body at once. “You can…can kiss them if you want to. Just like you kissed my mouth.”

  “Like this?” Calden leaned forward and placed a soft, hot, open-mouthed kiss on the stiff peak of her right nipple.

  Maddy had to stifle a moan of pleasure. They were trying to be scientific here, she reminded herself.

  “Yes,” she managed to get out. “Just…just like that.”

  “Hmm…you appear to react favorably to that,” Calden murmured.

  “Of course I’m reacting favorably—it feels amazing,” Maddy said.

  “I’m glad. But what if I deepen the kiss?” Calden raised an eyebrow at her.

  She shook her head. “I’m not sure what you mean. Why…why don’t you show me?”

  “Like this.” And then he was drawing her nipple into his hot, wet mouth and sucking it—sucking long and hard as though he couldn’t get enough of her.

  “Oh!” Maddy threw back her head and moaned. She buried her fingers in the many long braids of his hair and pressed her chest forward, offering him better access. “Oh, yes, Calden,” she gasped as he nipped lightly at her tender peak and then sucked her again, swirling his talented tongue around and around to ease the small ache he had caused. “Yes, just like that! Don’t stop!”

  He did stop but only to suck her left nipple as well, while he pulled her closer. It was as though he couldn’t get enough of sucking and licking her tight nipples. Which was fine with Maddy—she couldn’t get enough either. With every pull of his hot, wet mouth he sent showers of sparks straight down between her legs to her pussy. But just as she felt like she was going to catch fire from the waist down, the big Kindred pulled back, panting.

  “Madeline,” he growled, his eyes blazing with need. “I want to try something else. Another…experiment.”

  “You do?” Maddy looked at him uncertainly. She was panting herself—her pussy so wet and hot she could feel her juices trickling down her spread inner thighs. She’d begun to think she could come just from having him suck her breasts and she was sorry he’d stopped.

  “Yes, I do.” Calden looked at her. “I want to kiss another part of your body—I want to kiss your pussy.”

  Maddy felt her lust cool a little.

  “Oh God, Calden—I don’t know,” she murmured. “You might…might not like it.” And that would ruin everything, she finished silently to herself.

  Something similar had happened with Pierce when they had first gotten serious. He had gone down on other girls before—or so he said—but apparently none of them got as wet as Maddy did. When he had tried to eat her pussy, he had been completely turned-off by the amount of honey she produced, which had left Maddy feeling inferior and awful for a long time. She wasn’t at all eager to repeat that terrible experience.

  “I don’
t know,” she said again.

  But once he had gotten started, Calden clearly wasn’t one to give up easily.

  “Please, Madeline,” he growled softly. “Just a kiss—just let me press one kiss to your outer pussy lips. Please.”

  “Well…” Maddy bit her lip. Just a kiss on the outside probably wouldn’t hurt. “Maybe…maybe just one,” she said, hesitantly. “If you’re very…very gentle and careful.”

  “I would never be anything but gentle and careful with you, nieka,” he murmured. “You’re so soft…so delicate. I just want to place a kiss on the softest, most delicate part of you.”

  Before she knew it, Maddy found that he was laying her back on the bed and stripping away the shirt-dress entirely. Then he pulled her to the edge of the bed so he could kneel before her and get better access to her inner thighs.

  Well so much for me being in charge of this “lesson” she thought as Calden stroked her naked body with his big, warm hands and then urged her to spread her thighs for him. He certainly is a fast learner!

  “Just one kiss,” he was murmuring. Then he paused. “Gods, Madeline, your inner thighs are all shiny with your juices. I never knew a female could get so wet.”

  “Oh, I…I’m sorry.” Memories of the past came crowding up, causing Maddy to freeze and then she tried desperately to shut her thighs.

  But Calden wouldn’t let her.

  “No—you’re beautiful, Madeline. Let me look at you. Let me taste you—taste your juices,” he murmured.

  Leaning down, he dragged his warm, wet tongue from her knee, all the way up her inner thigh, collecting all the honey that had spilled from her as she sat on his lap with her legs spread as he sucked her nipples.

  “Oh!” Maddy whispered breathlessly. Could it be that he liked this? That it turned him on instead of off?

  As though to answer her question, the big Kindred did it again—this time dragging his tongue up over her right thigh to collect the honey there.

  “Oh, Calden,” she whispered, looking down at him. He was staring at her open pussy, his eyes half-lidded with need. At last he looked up at her.

  “Gods, you taste delicious.” His deep voice was hoarse with desire. “I think I have been wanting to do this from the moment I first held you in my arms.”

  “You…you have?” Maddy asked breathlessly.

  He nodded. “But I didn’t know what the urge was then—I had no name for it. Now I know—-all along I just wanted to kiss you—wanted to kiss your sweet little pussy. I’m going to kiss you now, Madeline.”

  And with only that warning, he bent forward and covered her entire pussy in an open-mouthed kiss, making Madeline jump and moan.

  His mouth on her was hot and wet and completely addictive, just as it had been on her nipples. She could feel herself opening under his gentle touch, her outer pussy lips spreading even wider for him to expose her tender inner folds. She could feel the heat of his mouth and the warmth of his tongue but he didn’t lick her—just held the kiss for a long, breathless moment. At last he drew back, keeping his promise to give her just one kiss. But then he spread her pussy wide with his thumbs and bent forward again.

  “Calden,” she whispered breathlessly. “I thought you said…just one kiss.”

  “But I only kissed your outer pussy,” he pointed out, looking up at her. “Can I not also place a single kiss on your inner pussy? You seem very sensitive just here…” He traced the swollen bump of her clit gently with one fingertip, making Maddy jump and moan.

  “I…I am,” she gasped. “Because that’s my clit—kind of the female center of pleasure.”

  “I want to try kissing you there,” Calden murmured. “I want to see how you react to a kiss in this most sensitive area.”

  Maddy bit her lip. “You mean…another experiment?”

  He nodded.

  “I want to see if kissing your clit will make your juices flow even more. I feel this would be extremely valuable knowledge to have.” His eyes were heavy-lidded as he looked at her. “Also, I want to taste your juices right from the source.”

  “You…you do?” Maddy caught her breath. The way he was talking to her in that soft, growling voice and the way he had her spread out naked on the bed as he leaned over her, made her feel so helpless and hot she could scarcely breathe.

  “Yes, Madeline—I do. Please, let me make the experiment—let me kiss and taste your pussy again to see if you will make more of your sweet juices for me when I do so,” he murmured.

  “All right.” Maddy gave up even trying to stop him. “But if you do that you might…might make me come.”

  His eyes widened. “Do you mean orgasm? As you did when I first washed you off with the water hose?”

  “Exactly.” She nodded.

  “Good,” Calden growled and then he was leaning forward to kiss her again.

  First he laid another hot, open-mouthed kiss against her spread pussy and then it seemed that he couldn’t help himself because the next kiss involved his tongue. Before she knew it, Maddy found that her thighs were split wide with his broad shoulders holding her open as he lapped and sucked her inner folds until she moaned and arched her back.

  “Oh, Calden!” she heard herself crying. “Oh God, yes…yes, please! Right there—right there! Don’t stop, please. I’m close—so close!”

  The big Kindred was sucking her clit into his mouth and tracing around and around the swollen bud with his tongue until Maddy could barely remember to breathe. With every swirl of heat around her core she felt herself spiraling closer to the peak, getting closer to losing control.

  “Calden…Calden!” She found she was sobbing his name, thrusting her hips up to meet him as he continued to taste and lap and eat her like she was the most delicious treat he’d ever had. Almost—she was almost there—so close to the edge she could almost taste it but she needed something more to get her over the edge…

  As though reading her thoughts, Calden reached between her legs with one big hand and she felt him stroking her carefully. Then two long fingers slid deep into her pussy, stretching her wide and making her moan and gasp and buck her hips shamelessly as the pleasure at last crested inside her.

  “Oh…Oh!” Maddy cried, pumping herself on his invading fingers. “Oh, Calden, yes—you’re making me come…come so hard!”

  She heard a growl of approval from the big Kindred as he continued to ride out her orgasm, lapping and sucking her inner folds until Maddy was gasping and twisting her hips away because the sensation was just too much, too intense.

  At last he looked up at her, his mouth and chin shiny with her juices. Slowly he withdrew his fingers and sucked them clean before speaking.

  “Gods, you’re beautiful when you come, Madeline.” His voice was still hoarse with desire. “And your juices are so sweet. I have never had such a pleasurable experience as feeling you come against my tongue.”

  Maddy gave a little gasp of exhausted laughter.

  “Then…the experiment was a success?”

  He nodded thoughtfully.

  “Indeed it was—I was able to ascertain that you do indeed make more of your sweet juices when I lap and suck your pussy and clit.” He demonstrated by licking her again, making Maddy moan as her hips jerked.

  “That was wonderful, Calden,” she whispered. “I know you’ve never done it before but I certainly couldn’t tell—you have mind-blowing technique.”

  “I am glad you liked it,” he murmured. “I have never made a female come before you—because I have never been with a female before you. But I find that I enjoy the experience very much.”

  “I certainly enjoyed it too,” Maddy admitted. She bit her lip. “Although…maybe I shouldn’t.”

  “Because of your mate? But I thought you told me the two of you did not really care for each other,” Calden objected. “That the two of you were only ‘trying’ to love each other.”

  “We were but we weren’t doing a very good job of it—I think we had just grown apart too much.�
�� Maddy sighed. “I probably shouldn't have mentioned it. Sorry for bringing you down.”

  “Bringing me down where?” He sounded mystified.

  “I mean lowering the mood. Saying something depressing.”

  “You should say what you want—what you feel,” Calden said. “The moment of orgasm is an intense physical release which can lead to an emotional release as well—as we found out last time,” he added dryly.

  “Right.” Maddy gave a little laugh. “At least I’m not crying all over you this time—that must be a relief.”

  “If you need to cry, you should cry,” he told her. Getting up, he came to sit beside her on the big bed and put an arm around her shoulders. “Why should you censor your emotions because of me?”

  Maddy stared at him in wonder.

  “Calden, you’re amazing.”

  “I am?” He frowned. “How?”

  “Where do I start?” Maddy mused. “Well, aside from being nine feet tall, muscular, with gorgeous glowing topaz eyes and amazing oral technique, you’re actually sensitive to a woman’s feelings. I mean my husband, Pierce, was a scientist too, you know—like you. But he was always so impatient with emotions. He valued logic and reason and anything else was extremely irritating to him.”

  “Just because I am a scientist doesn’t mean I can’t have emotions or let others have theirs,” Calden said, frowning. “Did your mate really object so much to you expressing your feelings?”