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It didn’t make any sense but when he had restrained her in his lap and was talking in her ear, her scent had gotten even sharper and sweeter. Not only that but her pulse rate had doubled and her breathing had gotten short.
Either one of those could have been panic responses but unless having a panic attack made her pussy hot, Vorn knew that wasn’t the problem she’d been having.
Somehow holding her down had increased her heat. By the end it had been pure torture just being near her—just smelling her hot, wet pussy and knowing how badly she needed to be fucked.
She’s not mine and she doesn’t fucking want me, Vorn had to remind himself. She’s with another male.
He snorted. Right—a male who didn’t take care of her needs. And Jodi had admitted the bastard wouldn’t even go down on her! What was wrong with that idiot? How could he have a female that smelled that hot and sweet and not want to have a taste? If she belonged to Vorn, he’d have his head up her skirt every hour on the hour, lapping that sweet little cunt until she moaned and cried and rubbed against him, calling his name and pulling his hair while she came all over his face…
“Gods!” Vorn groaned aloud as his seed spurted all over his fist. He knew this was wrong—knew he shouldn’t be jerking off to fantasies of a female who belonged to another male. But somehow he couldn’t seem to stop himself.
This is it, though, he told himself sternly. The last fucking time. No more tonight—have to get some sleep or I’ll be dead on my feet tomorrow!
Reaching for the undershirt he was using for the purpose, he cleaned himself up again and tried once more to get to sleep. His eyes started to close and then, in the darkness, he heard something.
Frowning, he sat up and put his ear to the wall that separated his bedroom from Jodi’s. The sound was coming from there.
After a moment, he heard it again—a low moan so full of sexual frustration it made his still-rigid shaft ache with sympathy.
“Damn it!” he heard Jodi mutter to herself, probably talking in a voice she thought was too low for him to hear. Of course, she had no idea how sensitive Kindred senses were—especially once a Kindred warrior was attuned to a particular subject, as Vorn was—regrettably—attuned to her.
“Damn it, it’s no good. I can’t,” he heard her mutter.
Can’t what? Vorn wondered. Can’t get off?
That seemed to be the case because after a moment, he heard a very faint buzzing sound followed by soft but heavy panting, as though Jodi was trying to keep herself quiet as she tried to come.
There was more buzzing and more panting and then a frustrated curse and the sound of something thrown across the room.
A picture formed in Vorn’s mind—the curvy little female lying on her bed, her legs spread as she played with her pussy using a vibrator. But for some reason she wasn’t able to get there—couldn’t quite reach the peak. In sheer frustration, she must have thrown the little toy across the room.
His guess was confirmed when he heard the soft pad of her feet on the hardwood floor and then the scraping sound as she picked up the toy she’d thrown.
“Great,” he heard her mutter. “Two broken in one night. Now what am I supposed to do?”
Well, one thing she apparently wouldn’t be doing was getting off, Vorn thought grimly. Which meant tomorrow was going to be every bit as bad as today—possibly even worse since Jodi’s sexual frustration would have grown.
He wondered again if she’d needed the purple phallus he had broken to help her get off. He’d been serious when he asked if she needed to have her pussy filled to have an orgasm. Most females needed clitoral stimulation more than anything, but there were some that just really needed to have a shaft deep in them, filling them to the hilt in order to reach their peak. Maybe Jodi was one of those—maybe he should have insisted she take the long purple phallus with her.
Except you broke it, a little voice in his head reminded him. You broke the damn thing and it might be the only way she has to get off. Great…just great.
Turning his head to the side, he tried to get to sleep again. But he couldn’t get the image of Jodi’s tight little pussy stretched by a thick shaft out of his mind.
The trouble was, in his imagination, the shaft stretching her out was his…
Jodi sighed and gave up trying to come. No matter what she did, it just wasn’t happening. The frustrating thing was, she could get right up to the edge…and then lose the impending climax completely for no apparent reason.
