Page 27 of Forced to Mate By the Mad Scientist

“Stop it—you’re hurting her, you fucker!” she heard Kross growl at the screen.

“Hmm, well I suppose since she already came twice while you were sucking the nectar from her breasts, we can stop. For now,”Barbarous said. “I must say, she’s wonderfully responsive. Much more so than any of my other female subjects. None of them have ever been able to have multiple orgasms.”

At last, to Sylvie’s intense relief, the metal rod withdrew and the vibrator attachment stopped stimulating her. She was left panting on the bed, trying to recover but she felt almost raw between her legs—especially her clit.

“You all right, baby?” Kross asked anxiously as the silver droid withdrew, hovering into the hole in the tree trunk wall which closed seamlessly behind it.

“I…I think so.” Sylvie became aware that she was lying on the bed with her shift hiked up past her thighs and her pussy and breasts on display. Wincing, she tried to sit up and close her legs…only to gasp with pain.

“What? What is it?” Kross’s eyes were filled with concern for her.

“I’m just…I’m almost raw down there,” Sylvie moaned. “The droid…it really fucked mehard.”

“I know, baby—I’m so fucking sorry.” Her Protector looked angry all over again. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it—sorry I couldn’t protect you.”

“It’s not your fault,” Sylvie told him. She winced again as she tried to close her legs. “Ow! But I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk for a while!”

The expression on Kross’s face turned from anguished concern to thoughtful consideration.

“Actually, I might be able to help you with that,” he offered. “If you want me to.”

“How?” Sylvie shook her head.

He cleared his throat.

“I could…heal you. With my essence.”

“You mean the same way you healed my nipples?” Sylvie asked.

He shook his head.

“Notexactly.Since you’re already so tender, I don’t know if you could stand to have my fingers in you.”

“Oh, you’re probably right.” The thought made her wince again. “Then how?—”

“With my tongue,” Kross answered before she had even finished asking the question. “That’s the best way to spread my essence and it’s much softer than my fingers.”

“You…you want to lick me?”

Despite the fact that she’d just had multiple orgasms, Sylvie felt a little shiver of desire run down her spine as the forbidden idea.

Slowly, he nodded.

“Yes, Princess—I want to heal you.”

“But…you don’t think you’d mind?” she asked uncertainly. “I mean, putting your mouth on methere?”

His eyes flashed a burning red for a moment.

“Of course not, baby. Kindredlovetasting their women—don’t you know that?”

Actually, Sylviehadheard that from several of her friends who were Bonded to Kindred. But it still surprised her that Kross wanted to do it to her.

“You don’t even like me,” she blurted. “Why would you want to…to heal me like that?”

A look of almost pain came over his face and he sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose, as though he was trying to drive back a headache.

“Idolike you, Princess,” he said at last, looking at her. “I know I can be an asshole sometimes, but please don’t think that I don’t like you. And please don’t hate me.”

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