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“That’s better,” she told him, though she had to admit, that she actually kind of liked the way he looked at her.
She hadn’t understood when they first met, but she knew now the big Kindred was looking at her so intently because he wanted her. And she would be lying if she said his lust for her didn’t make her pulse pound faster and her pussy feel hot and wet. Not to mention the way her nipples were so tight they were practically poking through the mesh of her suit.
“Why do they make the uniforms see-through on that damn planet of yours anyway?” Torin demanded, his eyes wandering again.
“It’s important to the Serpentines to show their scale patterns,” Sky said coolly. “It lets other Serpentines know what clan they’re from.”
“I see,” he muttered and his eyes were all over her body as he spoke, taking in her ripe nipples, poking through the mesh, and her pussy lips, which were likewise quite visible through her uniform.
Mother of Serpents, why did the way his golden gaze traveled over her body excite her so much?
“Apologize for staring at me,” Sky demanded, taking a step back and thrusting out her breasts even more. “Say you’re sorry for lusting after me when you know you shouldn’t, bodyslave!”
“Forgive me for looking at your full breasts and your plump little pussy, Mistress,” he growled, his golden eyes sweeping over her body once more. “Forgive me for wishing I could see you naked…and worship your body with my mouth and tongue to show you proper respect.”
Sky drew in a sharp breath—there it was again, the idea of putting his mouth on her body! Not just his lips—his tongue too, she noted.
“Serpentines don’t do that—they don’t…lick or taste each other,” she remarked in a tone that was slightly unsteady.
“Of course not—they don’t have lips to kiss with…or the right kind of tongue for licking, either,” Torin pointed out.
“But…you want to lick me?” she asked. “Not just kiss me?”
“Want to taste you,” he growled. “All Kindred have a biological need to taste their female—to spread her legs and lap between her thighs. Every Kindred warrior longs to part his female’s soft little pussy lips with his tongue and lick deep inside her—to taste her juices right from the source. To—”
Just then, there was a chiming sound from the cockpit at the front of the ship. The sharp little sound seemed to snap them both back to reality. Sky blinked, feeling slightly dazed—why had they been talking that way? Her whole body felt like it was throbbing with unfamiliar desire.
Torin seemed to be coming back to himself as well.
“Well…that’s probably enough role-playing for now,” he said dryly. He lowered his arms and headed for the cockpit. “Come on—it’s probably the Chief Agent calling from Opulex.”
Sky followed him but her heart was still pounding and her entire body felt needy and hot in a way she’d never felt before. And all just from talking…and imagining the strange things the giant Kindred told her. What was wrong with her?
Whatever it was, Sky wasn’t sure she wanted it fixed.
TWELVE
TORIN
Torin couldn’t understand why he’d acted the way he had. Why had he let her tell him what to do…why had he taken such pleasure in holding still while she touched him as though she owned him?
He’d played the field most of his adult life—as a Hybrid, he never had to worry about getting a female pregnant or forming a Soul Bond with her—so he had freedom to explore that most other Kindred warriors didn’t have.
But he’d never been in this position before—never had to play the bodyslave to a female’s Mistress. And he’d never been so fucking turned on before either, he admitted to himself. His shaft was hard as a pile-driver in his trousers and he couldn’t get the idea of dropping to his knees to taste Sky’lar’s pussy out of his mind.
However, it was time to switch gears. The call was most likely from the Chief Agent of Opulex—the Mistress who reviewed all the violent crimes for the entire city.
Still, he couldn’t help wondering how this new dynamic would play out between the two of them once they got down to Yonnie Six. Well, he supposed he would find out. In the meantime, Sky had to take this call as his Mistress and he would have to hold his tongue.
He shot a look at her as they settled into their seats in the cockpit.
“You ready for this? You’re going to do all the talking.”
Sky’lar lifted her chin in a determined way.
“I’m ready. I’ll ask her to send us the files on the other crimes and give us the coordinates of the last surviving member of the Sacred Seven.”
“Exactly.” Torin nodded approval and pushed the button to take the call.
But the face that popped up on the viewscreen wasn’t female at all—a small male with hair dyed a vibrant pink and sparkling make-up around his large, blue eyes was there instead.
