“Good girl,” he rasped and she opened her eyes to see that her head had landed beside his on his pillow and they were almost eye-to-eye. “Good girl to pet your pussy and come so hard for me.”
Clair felt her cheeks heat with a blush, but she found she liked the praise. Her ex had never wanted to play any kind of naughty games in the bedroom, though she’d had more than a passing interest in dominance and submission. Kaelus, on the other hand, had a natural dominance about him and he didn’t seem to mind using it.
“That was…was amazing,” she whispered, looking at him. “Can’t believe we did it but it felt really good.”
“For me too, Lissa’ra,” he rumbled. “Fuck—I need to clean up. I’m a fucking mess.”
“Me too, I guess.” Feeling embarrassed, Clair pulled her hand out of her panties and found that her fingers were shiny with her juices. “I, uh, better to wash my hands,” she murmured.
“No, wait.” Kaelus growled. He held out a hand. “Let me.”
“Let you what?” Clair asked, frowning.
“Let me clean your fingers for you.”
And before she could react, he had her by the wrist and was sucking her first two fingers into his hot mouth.
As she watched in startled fascination, he sucked both fingers clean, his eyes holding hers the whole time. She could feel the sharp edges of his fangs, but he never cut her with them, just sucked every last drop of her juices away before releasing her wrist.
“There—all clean,” he growled.
Clair looked at her hand.
“Do you like the way I taste?” The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“I fucking love the way you taste.” His golden eyes held hers for a long time. “The only thing that would be better would be tasting your honey straight from the source.”
“Oh…I…” Clair wasn’t sure what to say.
“But we can’t do that,” he went on, before she could gather her thoughts. “If I tasted you, I don’t know if I could stop myself from taking you. You’re too damn gorgeous and I’ve wanted you for too damn long.”
“You…you have? I mean, you’ve been thinking about me that way since before tonight?” Clair asked.
The big Hybrid’s eyes flashed.
“I’ve been thinking about you that way almost from the first minute I saw you. That’s what I meant when I said you’re distracting.”
Clair bit her lip. And here she’d thought he meant she bothered or irritated him and interrupted his work. When actually every time he’d complained she was “distracting” him, what he’d meant was that he couldn’t stop wanting her.
The realization threw their relationship in the lab into a whole new light and Clair suddenly felt hot and cold all over.
“I…I didn’t know that was what you meant,” she whispered.
He shook his head.
“Doesn’t matter. Look, I should clean up.”
“Oh, um, okay.”
Realizing she was still halfway bare, Clair quickly pulled her nightgown down and scooted over so he could get off the bed.
Kaelus went into the bathing suite and she heard water running for a while. Then he came back with an unreadable expression on his face. For a long moment he just stood there by the side of the bed, looking at her.
Clair was beginning to feel self-conscious.
“Well? What are you waiting for—come to bed,” she said, pulling back the golden metallic cover for him.
But Kaelus just stood there.