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“James…James does fine,” Jodi protested, which was pretty much a blatant lie. “And he doesn’t have to satisfy me—it’s not like it’s his job.”
“Humans must have strange sex lives,” Vorn rumbled. “It fucking-well is his job if he’s the male in your life. He ought to be on his knees eating your soft little pussy every damn night of the week until you come all over his face and then filling you up with his shaft afterwards if that’s what it takes to keep you happy and sexually content.”
“James…James doesn’t do that,” Jodi said, barely believing she was admitting this. “He doesn’t like, uh, going down. Not that it’s any of your business,” she added, rather belatedly.
“Doesn’t like to eat pussy?” The incredulity in Vorn’s deep voice was the same as if she’d declared her fiancé didn’t like blow jobs or chocolate or winning the lottery. “What kind of male doesn’t want to eat pussy?” he demanded.
“Lots of them,” Jodi said with irritation. “Or they don’t know how to do it right. Look—why are we even talking about this?”
“Because you need some help and it doesn’t sound like your fiancé is up to the job,” Vorn remarked. “Why are you even with him if he won’t go down on you?”
“Because oral sex isn’t the entire criteria I base my relationships on,” Jodi snapped. God, how had they even started talking about this in the first place? She was beginning to feel like she’d revealed too much—way too much—and her embarrassment and annoyance was beginning to dissipate the strange kind of drugged lust-haze she’d fallen into.
“What do you base your relationships on, then?” Vorn sounded honestly confused. “If it’s not mutual compatibility and sexual pleasure?”
“None of your God-damned business,” Jodi snapped. “Look, are you ever going to let me go?”
“Are you going to get yourself off?” he demanded in return, his arms tightening around her again. “Promise you will and I’ll let you go free.”
Jodi couldn’t believe him.
“Are you honestly telling me you’re not going to let me go unless I promise to…to…”
“To pet your soft little pussy until you come?” Vorn growled in her ear. “Hell, yes. And you need to come hard, baby—and maybe more than once. You’re in really deep need right now—you need to spend some serious time easing your sexual tension.”
Jodi bit her lip in frustration. How could she tell him that wasn’t how things worked for her? That she needed the props from her playroom to really ease her sexual desire and reach the peak?
But if I tell him that, he’ll know I’m using them, she thought, feeling her cheeks heat with embarrassment. He’ll imagine me wearing one of my outfits or filling my pussy with one of my dildos.
He would probably hear her too. Didn’t everyone say that Kindred had almost superhuman senses? She already knew he could smell her most embarrassing secret—how horny she was on a daily basis. She didn’t need him listening through the paper-thin walls as well while she got herself off!
But he wasn’t going to let her go unless she promised, she realized. The big Kindred seemed prepared to hold her restrained on his lap all night until she gave him her word that she would masturbate until she had an orgasm.
“Okay,” she said at last, knowing she was telling a lie. “I…I’ll do it. I…I’ll try, anyway.”
“Good. That should put us both out of our fucking misery,” Vorn growled. “The hotter you smell, the harder it is to be around you, baby.” Slowly he released his grip on her.
Jodi stood up on shaky legs and turned to face him. Even though she was standing and he was sitting, they were still almost eye-to-eye. He was that huge.
She knew she ought to be angry with him—and part of her still was. He had held her down, talked to her about her intimate sex habits, criticized her relationship, and made her promise to masturbate—if that wasn’t grounds for anger, she didn’t know what was.
But somehow she couldn’t summon the white-hot rage she’d felt earlier. She just felt wobbly on her legs and her pussy was throbbing so hard she had to squeeze her thighs together to try and ease the ache. God, what was wrong with her? Was it the way he had held her down and basically talked dirty to her—fulfilling a fantasy that James had no interest in? Or was it his incredible scent, invading her senses and making her dizzy? Or a combination of the two?
Vorn’s nostrils flared and he inhaled and shook his head. There was a definite lump in the crotch of his tight leather trousers and now that she thought of it, Jodi realized she’d felt his hardness pressing against her ass nearly the whole time he’d been holding her.
“Go take care of yourself, sweetheart,” he told her, frowning. “Do you need the things from your room?”
