“J’orn…” Letting her gown fall back into place, she cupped his face in her hands. She didn’t know what to say, so she leaned in and kissed him instead.

He froze for a moment…then kissed her back eagerly. When the kiss broke, he looked at her hopefully.

“Will you let me kiss you there—the places where I hurt you?” he asked. “I don’t have the ability to heal like a Blood Kindred does, but I want to make amends. Please?”

The heartache and the need to make things better in his eyes convinced Kara to say yes. He was so capable—a deadly fighter and a ruthless killer—and yet part of him remained young and vulnerable. His desire to “kiss it better” only made her want him more. She was glad his training hadn’t hardened him so much that he lost that part of himself.

“All right,” she said, nodding. “Here.”

She raised her gown again, baring her hips. She expected that the big Kindred would bend over to reach her but he surprised her by sliding off the couch onto his knees instead.

He took his hips in her hands—gently this time, and ran his fingers lightly over the bruises. Then he leaned forward and pressed his mouth to the dark marks he’d made in the heat of passion, slowly and methodically covered each one with tender kisses.

“Ohhh,” Kara sighed. He was so gentle—his kisses were the complete opposite of the rough passion they’d shared the night before. Though she liked both, she found that this wasreallyturning her on.

“J’orn…” she murmured and ran her hands over his horns.

He shivered and looked up at her.

“Would you…would you let me kiss you the other place I hurt you?” His voice was low and hoarse, his pupils dilated with need.

“The…other place?” Kara frowned.

“Here.” One long finger traced between the lips of her pussy, visible through the thin white lace panties she was wearing. “I was too rough with you when I took you,” he murmured. “I’d just like to apologize…to kiss you and show you I can be gentle, not just rough.”

“I know how gentle you can be,” Kara assured him, remembering the incredible massage he’d given her that had finished with a very happy ending. “But if you really want to…” she added.

His eyes were suddenly half-lidded as he looked at her.

“Yes, I want to. Very fucking much,” he growled softly. “Would you lay on the couch so I can reach you?”

“Well…all right.” Feeling suddenly breathless, Kara lay back against her couch. All of the furniture in her suite was built with a Kindred warrior in mind, so she had plenty of room to stretch out and open her legs for him.

“Gods, so beautiful,” J’orn growled softly.

Getting between her thighs, he leaned down and placed a hot kiss against the part of her panties that covered the slit of her pussy. Then he inhaled deeply and rubbed his rough cheek against her, almost like a cat marking its territory.

“You smell so fucking good,” he rumbled, raising his head at last. “Your scent is so hot, baby. Does that mean you want me to take off your panties and kiss you some more?”

Kara felt her heart start to pound. God, she loved it when he talked like this!

“I don’t know,” she said, giving him a wicked little grin. “Do youwantto kiss me with my panties off?”

“You know I fucking do!” His pale eyes blazed. “Want to spread open your sweet pussy and taste your honey again, baby. Want to kiss you deep and put my tongue inside you.”

Kara felt her breath hitch in her throat. God, when he talked dirty to her she could barely breathe!

“Then do it,” she said challengingly. Raising her hips for him, she allowed him to strip off her panties.

“Fuck! Look at that soft little pussy,” he swore softly when she was exposed. “Spread a little wider, baby—let me really get in and kiss you deep.”

Moaning softly, Kara parted her thighs wider, making room for his broad shoulders as he leaned over her.

J’orn spent more time nuzzling her pussy and rubbing his cheek against the soft curls that decorated her mound, but then he got down to business. Parting her outer lips with his thumbs, he pressed a hot, open-mouthed kiss to her aching core. Kara gasped and moaned as she felt the tip of his tongue flick lightly over her sensitive clit.

“Oh!” she moaned and grabbed for his horns. Without thinking, she tugged on them, pulling him lower, urging him to kiss her again.

J’orn looked up at her briefly, a lazy smile on his lips.