“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”
“Be…because of what just happened. I mean, I know it wasn’t my fault, exactly, but that mess with Zerlix was all about me and your parents looked so upset and I just thought maybe…” She made herself stop and take a deep breath. Her words seemed to be coming too fast and the tingling in her fingertips had spread to her palms. “I just thought you might be upset too,” she finished at last, striving to make her voice slower and calmer.
Dragon shook his head.
“I’m not upset at all. In fact, this is the best possible thing that could have happened.”
“What?” Bobbi stared at him in amazement. “You must be joking! How could your adoptive brother causing a big scene at a public feast and throwing a tantrum over not getting to ‘own’ me and upsetting your parents, be the best possible thing that could happen?”
“I’ll admit, the scene he made was embarrassing for our entire family,” Dragon rumbled. “But my Sire gave you to me unequivocally and forever. That means that Zerlix can never lay Claim to you—he can never have you. My Sire’s word, given in public at a Clan feast, makes you safe. The only way you could be safer is if I was following you around with a drawn blaster all day long.” He scowled. “And believe me, I was considering it, little feela. Especially after what I saw in the storeroom.”
“So because your father—er, Sire—gave me to you, you get to keep me, is that it?” Bobbi demanded, her fear turning suddenly to irritation and anger. “May I remind you that I am not his to give—I’m not really yours, either. You stole me away from my life as an independent woman and a scientist doing important research and you just…just… Oh, God!”
Her last words were a strangled cry as the strange, tingling feeling that had started in her fingertips and hands suddenly spread to other parts of her body—much more sensitive parts. Only the tingling was more like a buzzing sensation.
It’s almost like I’m using a vibrator! Bobbi thought wildly. She had the insane urge to rip open her sexy red wrap dress and look between her legs to see if some invisible sex toy was at work there. But that was impossible, wasn’t it?
I don’t know, but I have to see what’s going on!
Whirling, she turned suddenly and headed for the bathroom.
“Bobbi? What’s wrong?” There was genuine concern in the big Kindred’s deep voice but Bobbi wasn’t about to tell him that she suddenly had the sensation of a phantom dildo molesting her.
“Be right back,” she managed to get out. “Gotta get to the bathroom. Sorry!”
31
Rushing into the large bathroom, which was tiled all in black with a few red tiles for accents, Bobbi closed the door firmly behind her. There was no lock that she could see, so she hoped Dragon would take the hint and leave her alone.
There was a full-length mirror in one corner of the room though the big Kindred appeared to be using it for some kind of a clothes rack—several of his shirts were draped over it. Bobbi ripped them down and tossed them carelessly over the side of the tub. Then she unfastened the red wrap dress and spread it open, looking anxiously at herself in the silvery, reflective surface.
What she saw made her bite her lip in concern. Her pussy was swollen and pink. It felt like it was throbbing in time to her heartbeat and that buzzing sensation was still going on, as though something was teasing her clit, getting her all heated up but never quite letting her reach a release.
“What’s going on down there?” Bobbi muttered to herself. She reached carefully between her legs to spread her outer pussy lips…and nearly screamed as her fingers made contact with her skin.
“Ow! What the hell?”
It felt as though she’d burned her pussy by touching it with her own fingers. But that couldn’t be right—could it? What was going on here?
Maybe it was some kind of static electricity thing—I shocked myself or something, Bobbi thought desperately. Yeah, that must have been it. Don’t they say that static builds up a lot more in cold, dry climates? Yes, they did—and Saurous was both cold and dry in the extreme.
Tentatively, she tried touching herself again—with the same result. The moment her seeking fingers found her pussy lips, she got a horrible burning sensation.
“Ow! Goddamnit!” Bobbi snarled. It’s like I tried to masturbate with a damn curling iron or something! What the Hell is wrong with me?
Suddenly there was a heavy knocking on the door.
“Bobbi? Are you all right in there?” Dragon rumbled.
“Uh, fine—just fine,” she said hastily. “I…I’ll be out in a minute.
Except she wasn’t fine—not fine at all. The buzzing sensation around her clit had grown stronger—it was as though an invisible vibrator was stimulating her—teasing her unbearably but not letting her come.