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“Probably because I have micro-pleasure injectors there,” Drago growled hoarsely. “They inject pleasure chemicals every time your pussy rubs against them. It’s a special adaptation some Drake Kindred have developed to…Gods, you feel so soft and wet, baby!” he groaned, clearly losing his train of thought.

That was all right—Addie was losing her train of thought too. But as she raised up and down, rubbing her open pussy against the thick ridges along his cock, she had to admit that rather than diminishing The Thirst, the sexual contact was actually making itworse. Her fangs were aching and her throat felt like it was on fire. But she couldn’t bite her Protector, she told herself—she justcouldn’t.

To give the big Kindred credit, he noticed something was wrong with her. Any other man wouldn’t have been thinking ofanything but the slow slide of her pussy against his cock but when he looked at Addie’s face, his eyes narrowed in concern.

“Addison, what is it?” he rumbled, frowning. “You look like you’re in pain.”

“I…I am,” she confessed. “My throat…it’s so dry. And my…my fangs…” She shook her head, unwilling to go on. “Never mind. It’s fine.”

“No, it’snotfucking fine,” Drago growled. “I can tell you’re in need, baby—don’t lie to me.”

“Iamin need but I can’t bite you!” Addie protested, though to be honest, she wasn’t sure how much longer she could hold off. Her vision was getting blurry and The Thirst was beginning to consume her whole world.

“Yes, you can,” Drago said simply.

At first his words didn’t register. Then Addie shook her head, trying to clear her vision, and focused on him.

“What did you say?”

“I said you can bite me—go ahead, baby. Do it.”

He turned his head to one side and Addison could see the thick vein pulsing just under his tan skin.

“No!” she protested, even as she leaned forward, her fangs aching and itching to pierce his flesh. “No, Drago—what if I can’t stop?”

“Not worried about that—just want to give you what you need,” he insisted. “Go on, baby—bite me. Take what you need.”

Addie couldn’t hold back any longer. Leaning forward she gripped his broad shoulders and sank her fangs deep into her Protector’s throat.

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DRAGO

Drago had always liked some pain with his pleasure and this was no exception. Feeling his Fated Mate rubbing her soft little pussy against him was heaven—but having her bite him at the same time pushed his pleasure even higher. And strangely, he found he liked being strapped down and helpless while she did it.

“Gods, baby—that’s it!” he groaned, as she began to suck and swallow, drawing his blood into her mouth even as she continued riding him and rubbing her wet pussy against his shaft. “Take what you need from me—take it. Takeme.”

Addie didn’t reply but her mouth was busy. Her hands were roaming restlessly over his bare chest as she drank from him and slid up and down, rubbing her clit against his cock.

Drago felt like he was going to explode soon! He’d never had an erotic experienceanythinglike this. Inside him, his Drake was surprisingly quiet. It liked this too, he realized. It liked Addison taking control like this. His Drake’s reaction made him think again that the great beast somehowwantedto be tamed by his diminutive charge. Not that he would ever risk testing that theory.

Addison’s black silk robe was open and her soft, curvy, naked body rubbed restlessly against his own as she ground against him. Drago wished he could slide inside her—it was a special kind of torture to feel her writhing on top of him without even being able to put the head of his cock in her tight little pussy. He did his best to pump his hips, joining her rhythm but he had limited movement, bound as he was to the chair.

He began to feel lightheaded from pleasure…or was it blood loss? Addison was still drinking from him and she showed no signs of stopping. The Thirst must be really intense, he thought dazedly. He really ought to try and get her attention and tell her to at least slow down.

But he couldn’t make himself do it. The pleasure was too intense and he was too close to coming. He wanted desperately to shoot his load all over her soft little pussy mound but he could feel himself fading.

No, stay conscious!he told himself.You have to stop this—you can’t?—

But just then Addison began to come. Her fangs were still buried in his neck, but he could tell by the way she suddenly tensed up and her fingernails dug into his shoulders. The fierce moans coming from her throat and the way she was grinding against his cock were good indications too—oh yes, his Fated Mate was definitely coming and she was cominghard.

The feeling of her orgasming against him was too much. The pressure in his balls and the pleasure of having her sweet, wet pussy wrapped around the underside of his shaft pushed him over the edge. With a low groan, Drago began to come as well.

As he pumped spurt after spurt of cream all over Addison’s wet pussy, he felt his consciousness leaving him. His last thought was if he had to die, this was definitely the way to go.

And then everything faded into blackness.

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