“I…” Liv bit her lip. The idea of being tasted was scary enough. But to allow Baird to spread her pussy lips and take his time looking at her, well…it made her feel incredibly nervous—like she was being put on display.
“Please,” he murmured, staring up at her. “I already know you’re beautiful from our bathing week. But I want a chance to open you and explore you completely before I taste your sweet juices. Before I worship you with my tongue.”
His hot words coupled with the look of reverent desire in his eyes were Liv’s undoing. No one had ever spoken to her like this, had ever wanted so badly to see and taste and explore her body as Baird so clearly needed to. “All right,” she whispered. “But just…be gentle.”
“Of course, Lilenta,” he promised. “Always. Even when it comes time to bond you to me and I have to fill your pussy with my cock and mating fist, I swear I won’t hurt you. I’ll open you slowly and make sure you’re ready for me every step of the way.”
Before Liv could protest that she didn’t want to be bonded Baird had returned his undivided attention to the area between her thighs. Placing his thumbs lightly on her outer pussy lips, he opened her slowly but thoroughly, spreading her wide to reveal her pink inner folds.
“Goddess, look at that.” His deep voice was hoarse with lust.
“Look at what?” Liv, who was propped up on her elbows, looked down anxiously.
Baird’s eyes flicked up to hers, his gaze burning with lust. “Look at how hot and wet you are, Olivia. Look how your pussy is glistening with juice.”
“Oh God…” A rush of hot blood colored her cheeks. “I didn’t…I don’t usually get that…that way. I don’t understand why—”
“Relax, Lilenta. It’s not a bad thing.” Baird gave her a hungry smile. “In fact, it’s a very, very good thing. It just proves your body is responding to mine.”
“What…what do you mean? You’re saying I’m extra…uh…”
“Extra wet because your body is getting ready to open for me. A male Kindred’s shaft is usually too large for his chosen female to accommodate without a little extra help and in the case of the Beast Kindred, the problem gets worse because of our mating fist.”
Liv’s breath caught in her throat. “But I thought you said your body would make special chemicals…”
“That help your body open to take me in, right,” he finished for her. “And it will—this is part of it. By scent-marking you just now I started the process and your body is already responding to my pheromones. That’s why you’re extra wet—your body knows you’re about to accept my cock and mating fist deep inside your soft little pussy. It knows you need to be wet and ready to let me slide inside you.”
“I…I thought you were just going to taste me.”
“I am…for now. But I think we both know what that’s going to lead to.” Baird gave her a last, burning look and drew her legs over his shoulders.
Liv bit her bottom lip in frustration. There was a reason she couldn’t help wanting him to do this—this and much more—but it had flown right out of her head. Just now all she could think of was the man between her thighs and how close his mouth was to her wet, defenseless cleft.
“Gods, such a beautiful pussy,” Baird murmured. “I’m really going to enjoy filling you with my tongue and my cock, Lilenta. After I drink all your sweet cunt honey, that is.”
His words seemed to start a fire in the pit of her belly but as hot as she was, she was nervous too. Spread open and exposed as she was, Liv expected him to go for it. The insatiable hunger in his eyes let her know how much he needed this, needed her. So the last thing she expected was a slow, gentle kiss—but that was exactly what Baird did.
Softly, gently, he pressed his hot mouth to her pussy and kissed her sex the same way he kissed her mouth. Liv bit her lip as she watched him nuzzle her. She was trembling with need under him and she could feel the tension thrumming through his big body like electricity but it was obvious he didn’t want to rush this. Against her will she felt herself melting, slowly relaxing into the long, luscious kiss. Baird still hadn’t even used his tongue—preferring to concentrate instead on her outer pussy lips—but she knew it was coming soon. Soon, but not soon enough. The longer the kiss went on the hotter she got. God, when is he going to—?
The soft brush of his tongue over her aching clit answered her internal question. Shivering tingles of pleasure ran down her spine as he did it again and then again, going deeper each time. Liv moaned and arched her back, helpless to withstand the pleasure. God, so good…so good… Baird seemed to know exactly what he was doing. His tongue moved in loops and swirls—alien patterns she’d never felt before that seemed designed to drive her over the edge of reason.