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“Look at that, baby girl,” Davrik rumbled. “Look at what a good girl you are, taking all of your Master’s cock deep in your tight little pussy. Look at how wet and hot your pussy is—I’m so proud of you, being such a good girl and taking me so deep!”

“Oh, Master,” Sonya moaned softly, nestling against him again. He put his long, muscular arms around her and she thought that she had never felt so safe…so loved.

Or so hot! She was close to coming again—the gliding motion caused him to rub against her in just the right way. But she needed something else…something more to make her come.

“Master,” she panted, looking up at him. “I need…need something else. I’m so close but I can’t…quite…get there.”

“I know what can make you come, baby girl.” His pale blue eyes were glowing softly in the dim room.

“What?” Sonya wiggled on his cock, trying to get more stimulation. “Please—anything! I need to come again.” In fact, it felt like she’d never even had the amazing orgasm he’d given her earlier. She was hot and needy all over again!

“My Essence.” He bared his fangs, letting her see the drop of pale blue fluid leaking from one sharp point. “It causes an instant orgasm when it’s injected into my mate’s bloodstream.”

Sonya bit her lip.

“But…didn’t you say that biting me would…would Bond us together?”

“Yes, it would,” Davrik said simply. “But I want you, baby girl—in fact, I can’t live without you. I want to Bond you to me, but I won’t do it against your will.”

“It…it’s not against my will,” Sonya panted. The Breeding Chair was still doing its work, causing his thick shaft to glide in and out of her. The pleasure made it hard to think but she didn’t have to think about this—she wanted him—wanted Davrik forever.

“It’s not?” He raised his eyebrows and paused the gliding of the chair for a moment. “Look at me, baby girl,” he directed. “Look into my eyes and tell me that.”

Sonya looked up at him, letting him see how she really felt.

“I love you, Davrik,” she whispered, hoping he felt the same. “I know that now. I’ve known it since the Father Ship. But I don’t know if…if I can be enough for you.”

“Oh, baby girl…” He crushed her to him, stroking her hair and back as he tried to get her even closer. “You’re enough—you’re more than enough. You’re perfect.”

“I’m not her,” Sonya pointed out, looking up at him again. “And I never will be.”

“I’ll never ask you to be,” he promised softly. Stroking a strand of hair out of her eyes, he looked down at her with eyes filled with love. “I just want you, Sonya—you’re the other half of my soul. I want you forever.”

“I want you too,” Sonya told him. Putting her arms around his neck, she pulled him down for a long, delicious kiss. When it finally broke, she whispered in his ear, “Please, Davrik…Master, Bond me to you. Fill my pussy with your cum and bite me at the same time.”

Her words seemed to light a fire inside him.

“You asked for it, baby girl,” he growled and Sonya felt him start the gliding motion of the Breeding Chair again.

This time, however, it was moving faster. She moaned as the thick shaft slid in and out of her tightly stretched pussy and the broad head of his cock thrust against the mouth of her womb, over and over. In no time she was right on the brink again, needing just one more thing to push her over.

“Please, Davrik!” she gasped. Brushing her hair to one side, she bared her throat for him. “Bite me!” she begged. “Bond me to you forever!”

With a low growl, the big Kindred dipped his head and did as she asked.

There was a bright moment of pain as the sharp tips of his fangs pierced the tender skin at the side of her neck. Then, a moment later the strongest orgasm she’d ever felt rocketed through her as his Essence hit her bloodstream.

“Oh! Oh, God!” Sonya cried. Her back bowed and only Davrik’s strong arms around her kept her from falling. The big Kindred locked her in place and kept his fangs buried in her neck as the Breeding Chair kept gliding his thickness in and out of her.

And then Sonya felt him swelling even bigger—if that was even possible—and the chair came to a halt with Davrik buried to the root all the way inside her.

She took a deep breath, hoping she wouldn’t faint from the pleasure, and then something hot and wet spurted inside her. She moaned, unable to move, as the next jet and then the next and the next saturated the mouth of her womb.

“Oh God, yes Davrik!” she moaned as he continued to spurt inside her. “Breed me! Bond me to you! Never let me go!”

“Never, baby girl! You’re mine now and I’m never letting you go!”

His deep voice was coming from inside her head, Sonya realized. Which made sense, because his fangs were still buried in her neck, shooting her full of his Essence.

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