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  Brynn shifted in his arms, biting her lip. It seemed wrong to her that she should always be asking Varin to service her sexually though he never seemed to mind. Possibly because she’d been raised in a convent with no knowledge of sex other than the vague idea that it was wrong and immoral, she still had problems asking for what she needed. But, Goddess—she did need it so badly. Needed to feel her mate inside her, filling her up, thrusting his thick shaft deep in her pussy to stretch her inner walls and open her completely before he spurted his seed deep inside her hungry womb…

  “Then ask me for it.” Varin’s mental voice was rough with lust and Brynn realized, with embarrassment, that he’d heard everything she was just thinking.

  “You know I want to,” she murmured, drawing aimless patterns on his broad, bare chest with her fingers. “It’s just hard for me. Hard to ask for what I… for what I need.”

  “I love to give you what you need, Princess,” he protested.

  “Even though I need it over and over again?” Brynn asked timidly.

  “Even though,” he agreed, kissing her gently on the mouth.

  “Olivia thinks I need you to make love to me so often because my body craves your seed – because it wants to have your baby,” Brynn said. Liv, who was a nurse, was one of the few people she dared to confide in about her insatiable appetites.

  “That could be,” Varin murmured. His big hand drifted down to cup one of her breasts through her thin nightdress. Idly, he teased her nipple, sending a hot rush of need through Brynn’s entire body. “What do you think?” he asked her. “Do you want me to give you big belly… To fill your wet little pussy with my seed and make you pregnant, little one?”

  Brynn felt a shiver of desire run through her and his soft, dirty words.

  “I… I don’t know,” she murmured. “I just know I always feel like I’m asking you for more and more. But I thought it was the male who was supposed to do the asking, the wanting.”

  “Oh, I wanted you plenty, Princess,” Varin growled softly. He pulled down the top of her nightdress, the better to stroke and tease her bare breasts. “I just couldn’t touch you for so long because of that damn inhibitor band I wore.”

  “Then touch me now,” Brynn begged. “Show me what you wanted to do to me… How you wanted to take me all those times before we could actually touch.”

  “You want me to take the lead?” Varin asked her, his pale bronze eyes glowing in the dimness. “Want me to show you how much I want you, little one?”

  “I want you to use me,” Brynn whispered breathlessly. “Use my body for your own pleasure, the way you’re always telling me to use yours. Take me, Varin—please.”

  “As my princess commands,” he growled, and took her mouth in a hungry kiss.

  Brynn felt herself melting against him, her body opening for his. Goddess, she loved him so much! She could never get enough of his body against hers, his big hands on her skin, his mouth and tongue tasting her all over.

  As if reading her mind, Varin pulled her nightdress the rest of the way off, leaving her completely bare. Then he laid her in the middle of the bed and spread her thighs wide.

  But when he started to kiss his way down her trembling stomach, Brynn tried to stop him by tugging at his hair.

  He looked up at her. “You’re stopping me already? I thought you wanted me to use you, Princess – to do whatever I wanted to with you?”

  “I do.” Brynn could feel her cheeks burning. “But… well… I mean, we made love so many times right before we went to bed. I’m still kind of… messy down there.”

  “I know you are.” He gave her a slow, hot smile. “I’m the one who made you messy, Princess. So shouldn’t I be the one to clean you up?”

  “But… you don’t mind?” Brynn asked.

  “Hell no, I don’t mind,” he growled. “I’m going to lick my come out of your pussy, baby. Lick you nice and clean so I can fill you up again. And you’re going to lie still and let me do it.”

  Brynn felt her stomach quiver with desire at the soft growl of dominance in his deep voice. She let her body relax and her thighs drifted apart, waiting for his tongue.

  “Yes Varin,” she whispered breathlessly. “I’m yours – do whatever you want with me.”

  “I will,” he promised in that same dark, dangerous voice. And then he was between her legs, spreading her inner folds open with his hot, wet tongue, tasting her, licking her clean as he had promised.

  Brynn gasped and buried her fingers in his thick hair. This was the act she was still too shy to ask for, although she loved it when Varin went down on her. He did it with such enthusiasm, such hunger, lapping her pussy with long, slow strokes of his tongue one minute and then lashing her clit with rapid little flicks that drove her crazy with lust the next. Brynn thought she knew why he enjoyed this so much—her new friends Olivia and Sophia had confided to her that Kindred males needed to taste their mates.

  “It’s not just a preference or an inclination like it is with Earth guys,” Olivia had told her. “It’s an actual biological imperative. Kindred males actually need to go down.”

  “And they love it too,” Sophia had added with a giggle. “If you could see all the bite marks I have on my inner thighs… Of course Sylvan is a Blood Kindred. Not all of them need to bite – but all of them do need to taste their mates.”

  It certainly seemed like a need to Brynn. The way Varin wrapped his long muscular arms around her thighs to split her wide, the way he pressed his tongue as deeply into her as he could, lapping from her well, before sucking her clit into his mouth to torture it sweetly with the tip of his tongue. It seemed to be fulfilling his own desire as well as hers.

  “Ahhh, Varin!” she gasped, bucking her hips up to meet his mouth. She was already up and over the edge of pleasure as she moaned his name, her first orgasm rushing over her in a warm wave. He could always make her come this way, come so long and hard. But though she felt her pleasure overwhelming her, Brynn still longed to have him inside her. To feel his long, thick shaft pumping deep to fill her with his seed.

  Her mate must have felt her need, because he finished lapping her pussy and moved up to cover her smaller body with his much larger one.

  Brynn moaned softly, loving the feel of his big hard body pressing her into the mattress. They didn’t often use this position because Varin worried that his muscular bulk might crush her. He most often had her ride astride him, looking down into his face as she straddled him and took him deep inside her from above.

  But tonight he seemed to be taking her at her word, using her the way she wanted him to, taking what he needed. Brynn was more than happy to give it to him.

  “Are you ready, little one?” he growled hoarsely. “Ready for me to fill your little pussy with my cock and pump my come deep in your belly?”

  “Yes Varin,” she whispered breathlessly. “Are… Are you going to try to make me pregnant? Are you going to breed me deep?”

  “As deep as I can little one,” he growled. “Just want to make sure you’re ready for it.”

  “I am,” she promised eagerly. “I am Varin – take me. Breed me. Breed me deep.”

  “Gods,” he groaned. “I love to hear you beg for it like that little one. Love to hear you beg for my cock inside you.”

  Then he spread Brynn’s thighs and pushed them back almost to her chest, putting her calves over his broad shoulders and nearly bending her double.

  Brynn gave a low gasp—this was a new position for her and she’d never felt so open, so vulnerable to her huge, muscular mate before.

  But though Varin was so much bigger and stronger than her, she didn’t fear him. She only wanted more.

  “This is going to let me get really deep inside you,” he murmured hoarsely and she felt him lining up the broad head of his cock with the soft, vulnerable entrance of her pussy. “I’ll be able to plant my seed right against the mouth of your womb. Better chance of giving you a big belly that way.”

  “Yes Varin�