Page 70 of Kidnapped By the Beast
Instead, she reached down between them. Her hand brushed the heavy ridge under his sleep trousers, and he sucked in a sharp breath.
“Brandt,” she whispered. “Can I…taste you? The way you tasted me?”
He froze, his chest heaving.
“I shouldn’t let you,” he murmured hoarsely. “But…do you need it?”
She looked up at him boldly, her fingers squeezing gently over his cock.
“No. I don’t need it—I want it. I want to taste your cream.”
A guttural groan tore from him, his head tipping back.
“Gods. Why can’t I say no to you?” He looked down at her, his golden eyes dark with hunger. “All right, sweetheart. If that’s what you want…”
Her heart thudded wildly, Lexi tugged at the magno-tabs that held his trousers closed. He lifted his hips to help her, and she pushed the leather down.
Her breath caught at the sight of him—thick and long, the broad crown already slick with a bead of precum. Her fingers curled around him, and his groan rumbled through the room.
She bent her head, lips parting as she took him into her mouth. The heavy weight of him filled her tongue, and she shivered at the taste of salt and spice.
Brandt’s big hand slid into her hair, stroking and cradling her gently, never forcing. His voice was low and rough with emotion.
“Gods, little Lexi—your mouth is so sweet. Love it when you take me in your mouth…love it when you suck me.”
And as she sucked him, slow and careful, she thought how much she loved his taste and his dark, spicy scent…and the feeling of his big, warm hand stroking her hair as she took him deep, as deep as she could.
She never wanted this to end.
37
BRANDT
“Something has to be done! There’s no excuse for the way Alexandra was treated. What they did to her—that wasn’t punishment—it was torture and public humiliation!”
Brandt paced up and down, his hands clasped behind his back, his whole body tight with anger. Alexandra was asleep now—she’d drifted off after she sucked him and swallowed a belly-full of his cream. Brandt had left her curled peacefully in bed, physically healed but still emotionally scarred. No matter what he did for her, she was never going to forget the pain and public disgrace she’d endured and he wanted someone to pay for it!
“There have been quite a few complaints about Magistrate GrOin-der,” Dr. TOo-loo said, frowning. The two men were talking on his private balcony, which overlooked the rolling meadow below. “I’ve heard rumors that some people even want to expel him from the Halls of Justice.”
“He wouldn’t listen to Alexandra when she tried to explain her circumstances,” Brandt growled. “He sentenced her to torture and shame on a whim—or because he was too lazy to do his job and actually find out the facts of the case before passing judgment! He needs to pay.”
“Well, you can’t pull a Magistrate down from his perch without the power of the people behind you,” Dr. TOo-loo cautioned him. “If you went after him alone, you’d earn yourself a death sentence—and they’d probably kill your little female with you. You need to be cautious, my friend—very cautious.”
“What can I do? I have to avenge what was done to Alexandra!” Brandt exclaimed. “I brought her here and she was harmed under my care. By Kindred tradition, she deserves vengeance!”
“I understand that. Look, let me write a petition for you and send it around. If Magistrate GrOin-der is as unpopular as I’ve heard, we’ll have the signatures to pull him down in no time.”
“You’d better be right.” Brandt balled his hands into fists. “Because if you’re not, I’m going after him myself. I don’t care if it’s legal or not. And I want the two officers who hurt Alexandra, too,” he added. “They’re going to be sorry they ever touched her—those fucking bastards!”
Dr. TOo-loo gave him an uneasy look.
“Patience, my friend! I don’t blame you for being angry—just give me a chance to do things the legal way first. That way Alexandra can speak out against him publicly—if she so chooses—and bear witness against him.”
Brandt frowned.
“I don’t know if she’ll want to do that or not. She’s incredibly brave but she’s been through a lot. I won’t blame her if she doesn’t want to relive it.”
Dr. TOo-loo nodded.
