“I feel the same way about you, darlin’,” he murmured gently. “Always have.”
“But you never showed it,” I pointed out. “I mean, not until those last few weeks in the barn.”
“I couldn’t.” He looked at me earnestly. “I could never admit to myself or to you how I felt because of these damn brands on our arms…”
“Forget the brands, Nick,” I told him. “If I’m really yours—if that’s what you want—then you have to help me with this.” I nodded down to my leaking breasts. “You told me the only way to get rid of the nectar is to suck it out…or fuck it out, right?”
He nodded unwillingly.
“Yes, that’s true.”
“All right then.” Pulling away from him, I went back to the bed. I climbed onto the mattress and got on my hands and knees. I felt a shiver of pure lust go through me and the brand on my arm burned as I spread my legs and looked over my shoulder at him. “Come help me, Nick,” I told him. “Come…come breed me.”
His eyes went wide for a moment and he shook his head.
“No, not like that.” His deep voice was hoarse. “Never like that, darlin’,” he told me.
“Then how?” I demanded, not changing position. Let him see how hot and wet my pussy was getting, let him watch the way my full breasts hung down, the amber drops of nectar welling at the tips of my night nipples. Let him know how much I wanted him—had always wanted him, even back when I couldn’t admit it.
“Like this,” Nick told me.
He came over to the bed and put his big hands around my waist. Before I knew it, I was sitting on the edge of the bed and he was kneeling on the floor in front of me.
“Like this,” Nick murmured again and then, cupping one of my breasts in both hands, he took my right nipple deep into his mouth and began to suck long and hard.
“Oh…oh!” I gasped, thrusting my chest forward so he could reach my breasts more easily. He was massaging the right one as he sucked it, working it gently but deeply as though to help the nectar flow.
I could feel him sucking it out of my breast—the long deep pulls and the way he swallowed as he drew the sweet, sticky liquid from my nipple—and it felt amazing. I don’t know why, but that feeling of being sucked and drained was incredibly arousing—I could feel my pussy getting even wetter and hotter every minute he was doing it.
“Nick!” I moaned, carding my fingers through his hair. “Oh God, that feels so good—don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
He continued sucking until the right breast was empty, and then pulled back, panting.
“Tell me how this is making you feel,” he said, frowning at me in apparent concern. “Is it just easing the pressure or is it…doing more?”
“If you mean is it turning me on, hell yes it is,” I told him frankly. “But that could be just because I’ve been fantasizing about something like this for over ten years.”
His forest green eyes went half-lidded.
“I fantasized about it too, darlin’,” he admitted in a low voice. “Even though I knew I shouldn’t. We’re damn close to breaking one of the Unbreakable Laws here, you know.”
“Forget the Pack Laws!” I said recklessly. “I don’t give a damn for any of that—just keep sucking!”
He grinned at my eagerness.
“Of course I want to keep sucking your sweet nipples, baby—I’ve always wanted to do this,” he told me. “But I need to know exactly how turned on you’re getting. Don’t need you going into Breeding Fever on me.”
“Meaning then you would have to breed me?” I purred.
He frowned.
“I couldn’t do that—couldn’t go that far, darlin’. I would try to hold it off for you until you could find someone else.”
“You already admitted you don’t want anyone else breeding me,” I pointed out.
“I don’t.” Nick shook his head. “But I just—”
I shut him up by pushing my other nipple into his mouth. As soon as he started to suck, I took one of his big hands and put it between my legs.
“You want to know how turned on I’m getting?” I moaned, as I spread my legs to push my pussy into his hand. “Feel me then, Nick. You’ll be able to tell that way—I’m sure.”
He never stopped sucking but his eyes widened for a moment…then went half-lidded again. I knew he wanted to touch me—as badly as I wanted to be touched. It had been a fantasy of mine forever—to feel his big, warm hand cupping my soft pussy. And now it was finally coming true.
Nick groaned softly around the nipple in his mouth and then sucked harder and slipped two long, strong fingers between my slippery pussy lips. I did a little groaning of my own as I felt him circling my clit, stroking the aching bundle of nerves with the tips of his fingers before sliding lower to find the mouth of my pussy.