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He clenched his jaw, stroking her hair as though that small act of tenderness could banish the filthy images filling his mind.
“No,” he whispered. “I won’t let it happen. I won’t break my vow. Not with her—not with anyone.”
But as she shifted in his arms, moaning faintly, he couldn’t help cradling her closer to his chest and he knew he was already lost.
21
LEXI
Lexi woke slowly, her body heavy and sore. Her breasts still ached from the suction and her pussy throbbed faintly from the thick ridges of the alien implement. But worse than either sensation was the strange, gnawing hunger coiling low in her belly and spreading up into her chest, her throat, even her mouth. God, what was wrong with her?
She shifted, moaning softly, and realized her head was pillowed in Dr. Brandt’s lap. Her cheek pressed against something hard beneath the thin fabric of his sleep trousers. Something hot…something throbbing.
Her eyes fluttered open. Oh God, it was his cock. She was nuzzling his cock.
Mortification and heat shot through her, but somehow she couldn’t pull away. Instead, she rubbed her cheek against him again, drawn to the spicy, masculine scent that seemed stronger here, heady and intoxicating.
Dr. Brandt shifted and groaned low in his throat, his big hand tightening in her hair.
“Alexandra,” he rumbled, his voice deep and strained. “What are you doing?”
“I…I don’t know,” she whispered, her cheeks burning. “I just…need. I need?—”
But she couldn’t finish—shame clamped her throat shut. How could she say it? How could she admit she needed his cock? She ought to pull away right now…but she couldn’t. She needed him—needed to taste him. She was so thirsty.
Dr. Brandt stroked her hair gently, his voice soft but commanding.
“Why don’t you show me what you need, little Lexi? I promise I won’t be upset.”
Her breath caught in her throat at his invitation. She hesitated only a moment before her fingers crept to the waistband of his trousers. She tugged at the loose fabric, and it slid down easily.
Oh God, can’t believe I’m doing this—what’s wrong with me? Why do I want this so badly? Why do I?—
Her breath caught again when his cock sprang free.
He was huge. Long and thick, his shaft ridged with veins and the broad crown swollen and mushroom-shaped. At the base of his cock was a thick knot—a swelling twice as wide as the rest of him, heavy and intimidating.
Lexi swallowed hard, her throat tightening just looking at it.
How in the world could any woman take all that inside her?
But her body didn’t care about fear. The hunger roared louder now, demanding that she take him in her mouth. She craved the big Kindred like she’d never craved anything before.
Bending her head, she nuzzled the thick shaft. His scent was stronger here, spicy and male…intoxicating. She put out her tongue and licked away the bead of clear fluid glistening on the broad crown.
The taste exploded across her tongue—sweet and creamy, not bitter or salty like she expected. It was delicious. She moaned softly, lapping at him again, craving more.
“Gods,” he groaned above her, his big hand stroking through her hair. “Alexandra, tell me what you want. Tell me what you need.”
She looked up at him, her lips brushing his crown, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“I…I think I need…need to suck you.”
His golden eyes darkened, his chest rising and falling in sharp breaths.
“Gods, I shouldn’t let you. But I understand if your body needs this.”
“It does—I do.” Lexi nodded. “I don’t know why, but I do.”
