So of course that was the moment he stopped.
Lan’ara moaned with disappointment when he pulled away and looked up at her, his mouth and chin shiny with her juices.
“Need!” she protested. “Why…why did you stop? I was so close!”
His bronze eyes blazed.
“I thought that maybe my Lady might prefer to come on my shaft instead of my tongue,” he growled softly. “Do you still have the same need to be filled, Lan’ara? The need to have your soft little pussy opened by a thick cock?”
Lan’ara felt her breath catch as a tremor of pure desire shook her. The hungry flower within her unfurled its petals and begged for exactly what he was offering her. But should she do it? Should she go that far with the big Kindred?
Before she could completely answer that question, she heard herself saying,
“Yes. Yes, I do.”
“Very good, my Lady,” Need growled, giving her a lazy smile of pure lust. “And how do you want to mount me? Or would you prefer that I mount you?”
“I want to be on top,” Lan’ara said at once. She was remembering their last time together—the first and only time she’d had a shaft inside her. She had liked the way Need had let her climb on top of him and take charge—and she liked the idea of being in charge now.
“How about if I sit on the couch and open my trousers for you?” Need murmured, raising one eyebrow at her. “That way you could straddle me and mount me and take my shaft as deeply as you want into your soft little cunt.”
Lan’ara bit her lip as lust surged through her.
“Yes,” she finally managed to get out. “Yes, that…that sounds good to me.”
The big Kindred leaned forward and kissed her open pussy once more—a long, lingering kiss that made her squirm and bite back a moan—and then rose and sat on the couch beside her. Opening his black leather trousers, he let his long, thick shaft spring free. Then he sat back and looked at Lan’ara.
“I’m ready to serve you, my Lady,” he rumbled softly. “Mount me and take me whenever you’re ready.”
Lan’ara lost no time in straddling his lean hips and doing as he said. Reaching between them, she grasped his thick, hot shaft in one hand and rubbed the broad head against her open pussy. Gods and Goddesses, it felt good!
But she knew it could feel even better.
Raising up a little to fit him inside herself, she pressed the crown of his cock to the slick entrance of her pussy and began to lower herself down on him. As before, he was extremely large, but the way he had prepared her with his mouth made it easy to get him deep inside her. Both of them moaned as he bottomed out at the end of her channel, the head of his cock kissing the mouth of her womb.
“Oh Gods,” Need groaned, gripping her hips in his big, warm hands. “You feel so good around me, sweetheart! Love to fill you…love to be inside you like this.”
“But not enough to keep me around. Not last time we did this, anyway,” Lan’ara pointed out.
She didn’t know why she was saying this—bringing it up now. It was just that being so intimately connected to the big Kindred brought back the memory of how the last time they had done this he had gotten rid of her soon after.
Need went still beneath her and his bronze eyes were suddenly serious and filled with pain.
“I was a fool last time,” he said hoarsely. “I admit it, Lan’ara. I never should have listened to what Drung said. But he couldn’t have fooled me if I hadn’t already been trying so hard to fool myself.”
“What do you mean?” Lan’ara demanded. “Fooled yourself how?”
“I was trying to tell myself the whole time we were together that I didn’t want a female in my life—that I didn’t need you, didn’t love you,” he said in a low voice, searching her eyes with his own. “But I was wrong.”
Lan’ara bit her lip uncertainly.
“What are you trying to tell me?” she demanded, not sure about how she felt. “That you got rid of me to avoid loving me?”
“I wanted to avoid loving anyone,” Need said in a low voice. “I lost my mate, you see, long before I met you. And after that, I was determined never to love again.”
“So you could never get hurt again,” Lan’ara said, understanding at last.
The big Kindred nodded.
“Exactly. I was a coward and I let my fear rule me. I told myself I could touch you and taste you without falling in love with you. But when that turned out to be wrong, I wanted to get away from you—or get you away from me—any way I could.”
“You certainly managed that,” Lan’ara remarked dryly. “If you hadn’t already bonded me to you so that Senator Pouncenblast considered me ‘tainted,’ I’d still be stuck in his harem right now.”