Need looked up, his bronze eyes half-lidded with lust.
“Are you ready for me to move on to tasting your pussy now, my Lady?” he rumbled, raising an eyebrow at her. “Are you ready to spread your thighs for me and let me lick your creamy folds?”
Lan’ara’s breath seemed to catch in her throat. Gods and Goddesses but he was good at dirty talk! It made her feel so wet and hot between her thighs to hear him talking in that deep voice about what he wanted to do to her.
“Yes, of course,” she said, trying to keep her strict, business-like demeanor. She rather liked the way he was calling her “my Lady” and deferring to her the way she had once deferred to him. Most men, as Laxah told her, had a hard time letting a female call the shots. But Need seemed the relish the chance to serve her as she had once served him.
Maybe he’s trying to show me that he’s changed, Lan’ara thought. Maybe he’s hoping I’ll give him another chance.
Then she pushed the thought hastily away. She wasn’t here to give second chances, she told herself firmly. She was here to get her needs met. And the big Kindred seemed eager to meet them.
So eager, in fact, he was already spreading her thighs to reveal the tiny white silk panties that went with her robe. Lan’ara bit her lip when she saw the wet spot in the middle of the thin fabric—proclaiming to the world how extremely hot and turned on she was.
“Gods, my numalla,” Need groaned softly when he saw how wet she was.
“I…I’m not your numalla anymore,” Lan’ara reminded him. “Not your anything.” But though she meant the words to come out firm and stern, they were rather breathless instead and she felt a little shiver of desire go through her when he spoke to her so possessively.
“Forgive me,” Need growled softly. “Please forget I said anything and let me serve you, my Lady.”
“As you wish,” Lan’ara said. Her heart pounding, she spread her legs wider. “Kiss me, Kindred,” she said imperiously. “Kiss my panties.”
He made a sound between a growl and a groan and leaned forward eagerly, pressing his lips to her mound. While he was there, he inhaled deeply, breathing her in. When he looked up again, his bronze eyes were half-lidded with pleasure.
“Gods, I missed your scent, sweetheart,” he murmured. “You smell so damn good—so sweet and hot and ready. I can’t wait to part your hot little pussy lips with my tongue and lap away all that delicious pussy honey I know you’re making for me.”
Lan’ara felt her breath catch in her throat as her desire ramped up to a new level. Gods and Goddesses, when he talked to her like that she felt like she was going to melt. She felt a fresh surge in her pussy and knew she couldn’t tease either one of them any longer.
“Why don’t you do it then, Kindred?” she taunted softly. “Why don’t you pull down my panties and bury your tongue in my bare pussy?”
His eyes widened for a moment at the way she was dirty-talking right back to him and then he growled with desire.
“As my Lady wishes—it will be my honor and my pleasure to lap your sweet little cunt and taste your honey.”
Feeling like she was in a particularly erotic dream, Lan’ara lifted her hips and allowed him to pull the thin silk panties down and off. Then she opened her thighs, feeling her outer pussy lips spread with the motion and murmured,
“Go on, Kindred…take what you need.”
The moment the last barrier was removed, it was as though Need couldn’t hold himself back any longer and her soft, taunting words seemed to make him crazy.
With a low growl, he leaned forward and buried his face between her legs.
Lan’ara moaned softly and threaded her fingers through his thick hair as he lapped her, using his tongue to spread her wide just as he had promised and bathing her slippery inner folds and the aching button of her clit with long, eager strokes.
“Oh, Need!” she moaned, unable to stop herself from calling his name as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge. “Oh Gods and Goddesses, that feels so good.”
The big Kindred redoubled his efforts, sucking her clit into his mouth to torture it sweetly with his tongue and then dipping lower to slide his hot tongue deep into her pussy channel while he tasted her honey straight from the source. His muscular arms wrapped around her thighs, holding her open for him as he ravaged her soft little pussy with his mouth, tasting her with an abandon that drove her nearly out of her mind.
At last Lan’ara felt like she was right on the edge. Just a few more strokes of his tongue would send her over and finally give her the satisfaction and completion she’d been craving for so long…