Page 91 of Kidnapped By the Beast
His frown deepened, but then he reached out, cupping her cheek with one large, warm hand. His touch made her shiver…made her throat tighten with something she was afraid to name—hope.
“No, little Lexi,” he said softly. “I came because I love you—because the Goddess herself warned me you were in danger.”
Her eyes widened, her breath catching.
“Really? You mean…you came just for me?”
He nodded once, solemnly.
“I did. I’ll always come for you…if you’ll let me.” His thumb stroked her cheek, gentle despite the size and strength of his hand. “But first, we need to see to your breasts. Too much nectar buildup can be dangerous. So before we do anything else, I’m taking you to the lab and I’m going to milk you.”
Lexi swallowed hard. Heat bloomed low in her belly.
“My breasts really do hurt,” she admitted, cheeks burning. “And my nipples are so tight…”
“Let me see them.”
Her hands trembled as she unbuttoned her blouse. She hadn’t had time to put her panties or bra back on, so the fabric fell open, baring her swollen breasts completely.
Brandt’s frown deepened. He tugged lightly at one aching nipple, and she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips as a trickle of nectar slid down the slope of her breast.
“You’re overflowing, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “I need to ease some of this burden for you right now.”
“Really?” Lexi looked at him uncertainly. “You don’t want to wait until we get to the lab?”
“No, this can’t wait. Too much nectar can be dangerous, as I said.”
He scooted closer on the bench seat and patted his thigh.
“Come here. Straddle me.”
Lexi’s face burned, but she obeyed, climbing onto his lap to face him. She was reminded at once that she wasn’t wearing panties when the movement pressed her bare pussy directly against the hard ridge of his cock straining beneath his dark leather trousers. She gasped as the thick heat of him parted her outer lips and the cool leather stroked her aching clit.
Brandt didn’t seem to notice her dilemma. His big hands were already cupping her breasts, weighing them, his thumbs circling her taut nipples gently. He lifted one to his mouth and looked up at her, his golden eyes blazing.
“I’m going to suck you to relieve some of the pressure,” he rumbled. “Are you going to be a good girl and let me do it?”
Lexi’s stomach fluttered and her pulse began to race.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, blushing fiercely. “I can be a good girl and let you suck my nipples.”
“Mmm…” His golden eyes were half-lidded. “I’m glad to hear that, little Lexi.” Then he took her left nipple deep into his mouth and began to suck—hard.
The first pull of his mouth nearly undid her. His lips sealed around her swollen nipple, sucking deep and hard. Nectar rushed out in a gush, spilling into his mouth, and she moaned, her head tipping back. Relief flooded her instantly—the ache easing even as pleasure sparked sharp and sweet between her thighs.
“Oh…oh, Brandt!” she moaned. Her hips rocked helplessly, grinding against the ridge of his cock as he drew on her. His hot mouth sent shivers racing down her spine, straight to her needy pussy.
The big Kindred switched to the other breast, laving the tight bud with his tongue before sucking deeply.
Lexi whimpered, clutching at his broad shoulders, the pleasure so intense it almost hurt. But she felt relief too—the excess nectar was flowing out, making her feel lighter and she had a lot less pain.
When both breasts were eased, Brandt pulled back, licking a drop of nectar from his lips. His big hands slid down to her hips, holding her still.
“Tell me, little Lexi,” he murmured, his eyes dark and intent. “You have pain somewhere else, don’t you?”
Lexi’s face flamed with embarrassment and she nibbled her lip.
“I…I don’t know what you mean,” she faltered.
