Page 65 of Kidnapped By the Beast
“Good girl,” he rumbled softly. Then he sat back and put a hand on her thigh. “Now…spread your legs for me and let me in, little Lexi.”
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LEXI
Lexi still couldn’t believe how gentle the big Kindred was being. A part of her had braced for anger—for him to lecture her, maybe even spank her again for wandering off and getting into danger. The thought made her cheeks burn with humiliation. But instead of fury, there was only tenderness in the way he touched her—his big fingers smoothing her damp hair from her face.
And now he wanted to go down on her. Just to heal her, of course—just to get the horrible metal device out of her. But still, she’d been made to feel so bad about this act, it was a wonder to her that Brandt was willing to go there at all.
She remembered the way Greg, her ex, used to sneer if she asked for any kind of oral pleasure—even kissing below her waistline made him sick.
Gross, Lex. Don’t even think about it. But hey, get down there and suck me off, would you? Men are cleaner down there than girls-just give me what I need.
His selfish voice still echoed in her ears, filling her with shame.
But Brandt’s voice was the opposite—deep and low, steady with reassurance.
“Easy, sweetheart,” he murmured as he settled between her thighs, his broad shoulders parting her wide. “Just relax and hold still. I’m going to help you now.” And then he bent forward and got to work.
Lexi’s breath caught in her throat as his tongue slid against her.
He licked carefully around the thick metal rod lodged inside her, his mouth warm and wet and soothing. Every glide of his tongue left a trail of tingling heat. Of course, he couldn’t avoid brushing her clit, and each time he did, it sent a strange shiver through her—half pain, half pleasure, like her body couldn’t decide how to react.
“Ohhh…” She moaned softly, biting her lip, fighting the urge to buck her hips.
“Hold still, baby—just let me lick you.” Brandt’s big hands pressed gently on her inner thighs, holding her open but never forcing as he continued. His thumbs stroked her trembling skin as his tongue moved again and again, slow… deliberate…steady.
Then she felt something else—a warmth spreading inside her. At first she thought he had somehow pushed his tongue deeper, but when she dared glance down, he was still licking the outside of her folds.
The warmth wasn’t him—it was inside her. And it seemed to be melting the cold, heavy weight inside her—or at least loosening it.
“Oh—so warm,” she gasped, her eyes flying wide.
Brandt glanced up, his mouth glistening.
“Yes. That’s the solvent, sweetheart. The Bacillus carries it inward through my saliva. It should start loosening the bonds any moment now.”
Lexi felt herself trembling.
“I think…I think it is. I feel warm all the way inside. Maybe…maybe you ought to try pulling it out?”
“Not yet,” he rumbled, frowning. “Let me lick you a while longer first. I don’t want to hurt you, Alexandra.”
He lowered his head again. His tongue pressed deeper into her, sliding against her clit before circling the base of the cruel metal intruder once more.
“Ohhh…” Pleasure rippled through Lexi despite herself, her nipples tightening, her hips twitching helplessly.
“Good girl, hold still,” he murmured and licked some more.
When he finally tugged gently at the base of the spreader, she moaned and shuddered.
He froze at once, his golden eyes worried.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No!” she gasped, her voice breathless. “I was just surprised because it didn’t hurt. I…I think you can pull it all the way out now. Slowly, though.”
“Yes, slowly,” he murmured. “And tell me if it hurts—if it does, I’ll stop and lick you some more.”
