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 unfamiliar 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.
“Hmm…I think I woke up the moment you reached between my legs and grasped my shaft,” he murmured. “I was startled at first but then I decided to wait and see what you were doing. And what you were doing was this.”
He made a little movement inside her—a slight thrust that made Vicky moan.
“I just…just wanted to see how it felt,” she protested weakly. “I…I’m sorry I didn’t ask first.”
“Oh, I’m not mad, sweetheart,” Chain assured her. “You can wake me up by slipping my shaft into your tight little pussy any time. So tell me, beautiful Victoria,” he went on in a low voice. “How does it feel?”
As he spoke, he thrust forward long and slow.
Vicky moaned breathlessly as she felt him finally bottom out inside her, his thick shaft at last filling her to the root.
“How does it feel to have me all…the way…inside you?” he growled in her ear again, grinding against her so that the head of his cock pressed hard against the end of her channel, giving the mouth of her womb a rough and luscious kiss.
“Oh God, Chain,” she panted. “It feels good. Really, really good.”
“Feels good to me too, sweetheart,” he murmured. “In fact, it feels so good I think we should keep it up.”
“Oh, I…I don’t know,” panted Vicky though to be honest she thought she would die if he stopped now.
“Hmm,” Chain hummed thoughtfully. “Well, I know we were going to take things slowly but maybe just one or two deep thrusts so your sweet little pussy can see how you like being filled with my shaft? Or I could just pull out if you’d rather not.”
As he spoke, his big hands came around to cup her breasts and tug at her tight nipples and his thickness pulled almost all the way out of her, as though teasing that he might leave completely.
“No, don’t do that,” moaned breathlessly. “I think…think just one or two thrusts should be okay. Just to see…see what it feels like.”
“As my Lady wishes,” he growled and then his thick shaft slid slowly into her again until he reached the bottom of her channel where he ground against her before pulling out once more and thrusting in again.
Vicky gasped and pushed back against him, helpless to resist the pleasure of being so deeply and completely penetrated. God, he felt good inside her—felt right—as though he belonged there. She knew they were only going to do a few thrusts but she hoped he wouldn’t stop too soon—she loved the feeling of being filled by him too much to ever want it to end.
Chain seemed to feel the same way because he kept thrusting deep inside her and as he did, he stroked and tugged and twisted her nipples and spoke into her ear, in that deep, growling voice of his.
“Gods, sweetheart, your pussy feels so good around my shaft,” he murmured in her ear. “Love how tight and wet you are—love to feel your sweet pussy sucking my cock—taking me deep inside you and opening up to let me fuck you so long and hard and deep…”
The hot words and the feeling of him thrusting deep inside her were almost too much for Vicky. Helpless to stop herself, she reached between her thighs and began to stroke her throbbing button again. Her pleasure built and built and she knew she was going to come soon—come hard with his thick shaft buried deep in her pussy.
Chain seemed to know what she was doing because he murmured to her, encouraging her actions as he continued thrusting inside her.
“Are you stroking that soft little pussy of yours while I fuck you, sweetheart?” he growled softly. “Are you teasing that hot little clit so you can come for me? Come all over my cock?”
“Oh God…Chain!” she gasped, writhing against
him. “Oh God, yes…yes, I am. I can’t help it—I love feeling you inside me. I need…need to come.”
“Of course you do, my beautiful Victoria,” he murmured, still tugging at her nipples as he thrust inside her. “It’s all right—just make yourself feel good. Pet that pretty little pussy and make yourself come for me—come while I fill you.”
His words as much as his thick shaft inside her finally pushed Vicky over the edge. With a shuttering moan, she felt her orgasm hit her. Her pussy squeezed tight with pleasure, milking the hard shaft that impaled her as her back arched and her toes curled with sheer pleasure.
“Oh,” she cried, bucking against him uncontrollably. “Oh, Chain, yes! That feels so good—Yes!”
The orgasm seemed to last forever but at last her inner muscles stopped clenching quite so hard and she lay panting on her side with Chain still deep inside her.
After a moment, she realized that he wasn’t moving anymore. That in fact, he was holding perfectly still inside her, almost as though he was afraid to move.
“Chain?” she made his name a question and turned her head to see that his eyes were glowing like blue coals in the dimness of the bedroom. “What’s wrong?” she asked, frowning. “Are you all right?
“I’m fine—just…right on the edge.” His voice had the tense, strained quality of a man trying to lift something heavy or do some other task that was nearly impossible. “I’m trying…trying not to come in you because I know it will form a bond and I know you don’t want that. Not now, anyway,” he added.
Vicky bit her lip. A part of her—the strict, sensible, mature part—felt like they ought to wait to take such a lasting and permanent step. Felt that they ought to spend time dating and getting to know each other and all of that.
But another part—a stronger part—whispered that this felt right. That part told her that Chain was the one for her—the man who would love her and never leave or hurt her like her ex had. The man who wanted to be with her forever. And despite their age difference, he cared for her deeply—loved her. And she loved him, she realized—she really did.
The heart wants what the heart wants, she thought. And aloud, she said,
“Do it.”
“Do what?” Chain’s deep voice was still strained and his big body was rigid against hers.
“Do it,” Vicky said again, looking up into his eyes. “Come in me, Chain. Make me yours—bond me to you forever. If…that’s really what you want,” she added, a bit uncertainly.
“Gods, sweetheart—that’s all I want,” he growled softly in her ear. “To make you mine forever…to never let you go. Do you really mean it? You’ll let me bond you to me here and now—tonight?”
“Here and now,” Vicky agreed and to prove she meant it, she wiggled her hips and rocked back against him, fucking herself on his thickness as she had been before he woke up.
Chain gave a low groan and pulled almost all the way out of her before thrusting in again, filling her to the hilt.
“Hang on, sweetheart,” he growled in her ear. “Gonna fill you up with my cream in just a minute—going to come deep in your pussy and make you mine—make you my mate and my bride forever.”
And then he pressed deep inside her again and held still with the head of his cock kissing the mouth of her womb. Vicky felt his shaft grow even thicker and then he was pulsing inside her—hot spurts that bathed her inner pussy and soaked into her folds as though trying to find her inner core and make her his completely.
She moaned and found that she was coming again too—coming with the force of his orgasm as he bathed her inner pussy with his seed. Her channel milked him hungrily, clenching around his pulsing thickness as he emptied into her and Claimed her as his own forever.
“Yes, forever,” she heard Chain say—only he was speaking inside her head this time instead of using his voice.
Oh—that’s right—the bond makes a telepathic link, she thought with some surprise. She remembered hearing something about the link between a Kindred and his mate a long time ago, but she had dismissed it as being too fantastic to be true.
“It’s true, sweetheart—believe it,” Chain assured her. “That’s what it means to be bonded—to be so close to another person that they’re like a piece of your soul.”
“That’s beautiful,” Vicky sent back, testing out the bond for herself.
“You’re beautiful, my beautiful Victoria,” Chain murmured in her head. “You know, I never dreamed I’d be allowed to have a bride since I’m an M-Switch Kindred. I’m so glad I was wrong—so glad I found you and made you mine forever. I love you, sweetheart.”
“Oh, Chain—I love you, too,” Vicky told him. She found that now that they were bonded, all her doubts and fears had melted away like snow in the summer. This was right—beyond right, she suddenly understood. She and Chain were meant for each other and they were going to live the rest of their lives together, loving each other more every day.
And all because she had met a thief who came into the Last Call Bar on Valentine’s Day and he had ended up…Stealing her Heart.
Epilogue
“Well, I have some good news and some bad news, I’m afraid,” Sylvan told them as they all crowded into the room at the Med Center where Melinda and Jodi had been placed.
“What’s the bad news?” Jodi demanded at once, her dark, perfectly shaped eyebrows knitting together. Vorn, the big Beast Kindred, was still by her side—though neither of them seemed very happy about it, Vicky thought.
“No, tell the good news first,” Melli said, contradicting her older sister. “I like good news.” She and Liosh, the Blood Kindred, were holding hands and she smiled at him shyly as she spoke.
“All right, well…” Sylvan cleared his throat. “The good news, Victoria,” he said, turning towards Vicky, who was standing quietly with Chain’s arm around her, “Is that I have sent a cleaning and repair crew down to your domicile on Earth and I promise it will be as good as new within a week. The Varians did a lot of damage but everything precious to you with be restored and everything that can’t be fixed will be completely replaced.”
“A week, hmm?” Vicky frowned. “Thank you very much, Commander Sylvan—that’s good news.” She hesitated. “It’s just, well… I’m going to have to find someplace else to stay while it’s getting done. I’ve already missed way more school than I should—I’m going to be in danger of getting fired if I’m not careful.”
“Let them fire you, then,” Chain rumbled in her ear. “You should stay aboard the Mother Ship—we both should. Don’t they have schools here? You could still teach if you wanted to.”
“Chainor is correct,” Sylvan said. “He has told me what an excellent teacher you are and we are in need of a Dramatics instructor for our upper grade levels.”
For a moment Vicky was tempted. The teaching conditions at Woodrow Wilson High School had been going steadily downhill for decades. She honestly barely made enough to get by anymore and the administration didn’t support its teachers like they should.
“I’d love to take you up on your offer,” she said slowly. “But I can’t just leave my girls—especially after what happened with the Varians.” She raised an eyebrow inquisitively. “Did you ever get the, uh, weak spot in your defense system fixed? The one that let them get to Earth in the first place?”
Sylvan frowned. “Unfortunately, that is the bad news. We’re not sure how the Varians got through the security net we have placed around the Earth. I have a crew checking for weak spots but so far we’ve found nothing.” He sighed. “It looks like they might have found a way to circumvent our security system completely—maybe by some new technology we’ve never heard of before. So I have another crew examining the two ships they left behind on Earth, but again—so far, we have no answers.”
“So what does that mean for us?” Jodi demanded.
“Yes, what does it mean?” Melli’s big blue eyes were filled with fear. “What if those lizard aliens come back?”
“A
nd don’t say we should stay here on the Mother Ship,” Jodi went on, her green eyes flashing. “I’m in grad school and I’ve already missed more than I should. I need to get back down to Earth.”
“As to that, please don’t worry,” Sylvan said smoothly. “I have anticipated your needs, which is why I am assigning a personal guard to each of you. A Kindred warrior who will live, eat, and sleep beside you at all times, guarding your life with his own until we have this situation resolved.”
“Really? Who…who are you sending?” Melli cut her eyes shyly to the left to look at Liosh, who was still holding her hand firmly in his.
“I am coming with you, my Lady Melinda,” he said, smiling at her. “I will guard you with my life—I swear it.”
“And I’m going with Josephine,” Vorn said shortly.
“What?” Jodi exclaimed, looking at the big Beast Kindred incredulously. “Look, I appreciate your offer of a bodyguard, Commander Sylvan, but I can’t accept. I mean, I have a fiancé back on Earth and he would not be happy if I brought home a seven-foot-tall Wookie to sleep on the living room couch!”
“I don’t know what a “Wookie” is but I’m assuming it’s not a compliment,” Vorn growled. “And don’t worry—I’m going with you to guard you—not interfere in your relationship in any way.”
“Well, I don’t like it!” Jodi said obstinately.
“You don’t have to fucking like it,” Vorn growled. “But you do have to deal with it. Pardon my language, Commander Sylvan,” he added, nodding at Sylvan.
“You’re excused, Warrior,” Sylvan said dryly. Turning to Jodi he said, “I’m afraid this is non-negotiable. Please don’t worry that the warrior assigned to you will be in your way or a drain on your resources. Vorn and Liosh both have their own monetary resources and strict orders to operate in the background—you won’t even know they’re there. They will get their own meals and be as unobtrusive as possible.”
“But he’s still going to be sleeping on my couch, right?” Jodi demanded, glaring up at Vorn.
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