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The fact that he couldn’t help her get away from the vines and flowers which were molesting her and could only hold her and try to keep her calm as they fucked and tasted her had made him deeply upset, though he had done his best not to show it.
But the fact was, watching her soft little pussy getting fucked by the thick white piston had also aroused him more than he liked to admit. His cock was throbbing against the tight leather trousers he wore—begging for release.
There was no time for the turmoil of conflicting emotions that were barraging him, Nox told himself sternly. He must remain calm and be certain that Seline had not been hurt in any way.
He went back to his assessment, trying to regain the cool logic which was his usual state of mind.
“Is…is everything all right?” Seline panted, looking up at him.
“I think so but I won’t be sure until I examine you completely,” Nox told her. “Relax and let me see to you, sweetheart.”
“All right.” She opened herself trustingly, which caused another unfamiliar emotion to squeeze his heart, and Nox tried unsuccessfully to banish it as he examined her.
Her nipples looked a good deal larger and darker than he remembered them, but other than that, they didn’t seem harmed. He cupped her heavy breasts in his hands and thumbed the tight peaks lightly, drawing a soft moan from her lips.
“Does that hurt?” he asked her anxiously.
Seline shook her head.
“Not really. Just…very sensitive.”
“Forgive me,” Nox murmured.
He thought of offering to heal her nipples with his essence—the pale blue liquid that all Blood Kindred produced with their fangs, which could heal small hurts and abrasions on the body of the female they cared for. But he was afraid that was a slippery slope.
If he sucked and licked her nipples to heal them, he would want to do the same with her pussy. And if he licked and kissed and tasted her soft little cunt, he would doubtless want to sink his fangs into her thigh to inject his essence and Claim her as his own. After that, his body would want to Bond her to him but he couldn’t do that—he was a Dark Kindred, with no emotions. He had never been meant to Bond with anyone.
Besides, it was only the out of control emotions that were making him desire her, he reminded himself. Once he got back to the Mother Ship in their own galaxy, he could get the emotion damper he needed so badly.
So, with great difficulty, he restrained himself and released her breasts. Moving down her body, he framed her soft little pussy with his hands, noting the springy strip of auburn curls at the apex of her mound.
“I’m going to spread you open now and examine the inside of your pussy, Seline,” he told her. “Can you be a good girl and let me do that?”
“Yes…Master,” she murmured and opened her thighs wider for him. “I can be good for you.”
Nox felt another surge of emotion rush through him at her soft words and the way she offered this most delicate, intimate part of her body to him so trustingly. He fought to keep cool as he bent over again and used his thumbs to part her swollen outer pussy lips.
Her inner folds were a darker pink than they had been earlier and extremely wet with her juices, he noted. Truly, she was a numalla—the plant that had fucked her had probably harvested more honey than it could use.
Her clit was swollen and her tight little hole was especially red—the damn piston had fucked her hard. Nox had another urge to heal her. He had an image of kneeling to circle her Goddess pearl with his tongue and then sliding it deep inside her, but he knew he couldn’t do that—couldn’t go down that road. Because if he started, he wouldn’t want to stop.
But then he had another idea.
“Seline,” he murmured, looking up at her. “Does this hurt?”
As he spoke, he ran one gentle fingertip around her swollen clit.
She gasped and nodded.
“It…it’s really sensitive. Those awful flowers!”
“Yes,” Nox murmured, nodding. “And what about this?”
He slid his finger down to the entrance to her pussy and watched as she winced and nodded.
“Yes…some,” she whispered. “That piston thing was, uh, bigger than anything I’ve ever had in me before. Of course, Mitchell wasn’t much to write home about but, you know…”
Actually, Nox didn’t know. He had an idea she was saying her ex Mate’s male equipment had been small and so she was unused to anything large filling her pussy, but mostly he just wanted to heal her.
“I think I can help you feel better,” he told her. “My fangs make a liquid called ‘essence’ which has healing properties. If you allow me to, I can use it ease your pain.”
