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  He made another growl of desire deep in his throat.

  “I like it that you waited for me, little one. But why deny yourself pleasure? I can tell by how hot and wet your little pussy is that you must have been needing all day.”

  “I waited because…” Mia had taken a deep breath. “Because I have something special I want you to show me. Something I think…think I’m finally ready to try.”

  Trey’s eyes flashed gold and went half-lidded with lust. “And what might that be, little one?”

  “I think…think I’m finally ready to let you taste me,” Mia said in a rush, feeling her cheeks get hot. Trey had been wanting to do this for their entire time together and he was always eager to suck the honey off her fingers after she’d been touching herself—or off his own when he was exploring her as he was now.

  But Mia had felt uncertain about letting him take this step and actually put his face—and his tongue—between her legs and deep in her pussy. The idea was intriguing of course and the mental image it raised made her feel so hot and swollen she could hardly stand it. But it seemed so intimate somehow…so scary.

  At last, though, she had acknowledged to herself that it might be the only way to finally finish her seduction of the big Kindred. And the fact that he had caught her looking at porn again seemed like the perfect segue. Though she had asked many times to meet his needs, he always replied that the best way to meet his needs was to allow him to meet hers. And then his eyes would flick down to the area between her thighs and she could see the hunger in his gaze.

  “Are you sure you’re ready, little one?” he murmured, looking up to meet her eyes from where he was exploring her wet inner folds with his fingers, still stroking gently all around her heated clit.

  “Y-yes,” Mia stuttered, feeling her heart skip a beat. She didn’t know why this step felt so important to her—maybe because it was so important to Trey. He had told her often how a Kindred male needed to taste his mate, how he longed to bury his face between her legs and lap and suck and explore her with his tongue until she came all over his face. But he had been patient with her when she said she wanted to wait…except now the wait was over.

  But even now that he finally had permission to do what he longed with her, Trey was still drawing it out…teasing her to greater heights of pleasure and desire.

  “Do you want to feel my tongue here?” he asked hoarsely, circling her clit with his fingertip.

  “Yes!” Mia admitted, nearly panting. “Yes, right there, Trey—please.”

  “And here?” His finger left her clit and slid lower until he found the entrance to her inner pussy. Gently but firmly, he slid it deep inside her, letting her feel him penetrating her.

  “Oh!” Mia rocked her hips shamelessly against the invading digit, loving the forbidden sensation of him inside her. “I want…want more than just your tongue in me there,” she whispered daringly. “But…” She looked down between them at the thick bulge of his shaft in his uniform trousers. “How…how will all that fit inside me?”

  “When the time comes, it will fit,” Trey had assured her in a soft growl. “The Lei’on Kindred are like the Beast Kindred—we make a special compound in our precum that helps our mates open for us and take our shafts deep in their pussies.” Slowly he added another finger, stretching her inner pussy as he continued to slide inside her. “No matter how thick the shaft is,” he murmured.

  “Really? Could…could we try it now?” Mia had asked, thinking that she saw a way to finally seduce him—a way to skip the step of letting him taste her that she was looking forward to but still a little apprehensive about.

  But Trey had shaken his head firmly.

  “No, little one—as hot as this is, I’m not quite ready to Claim you yet. Besides, I have to taste you first. There is an order in which a Kindred takes his bride you know. First there is the Holding period, as I have been holding you when we sleep every night. Then there is the Touching period—as I am doing now.” He withdrew his finger almost all the way from her pussy channel and then pushed back in, deeply into her so that Mia moaned and shook against him as he did it again and again, pumping in and out of her.

  “And then?” she prompted breathlessly as he continued finger-fucking her.

  “Oh, sorry little one.” He looked up from where he had been stroking into her pussy and met her gaze. “And then comes the Tasting period, of course. That’s very important and can’t be skipped.”

  “All that has to happen before…before a Kindred can claim his…his bride?” Her mouth almost stumbled over the last word. She was never going to be Trey’s bride—the Commandant wouldn’t allow it. But it was wonderful to pretend that it could be so.

  He nodded. “All that before the Claiming can take place. And since we’ve been holding and touching for a while, I’m glad you finally feel ready to let me taste you.”

  Mia bit her lip. “How do you want me?” she asked, feeling suddenly shy despite the way she was spread out on his lap with his fingers deep in her pussy.

  “Like this…” Withdrawing his fingers from her wet folds, he sucked them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. Then he lifted her off his lap and lay her down on the couch so that her head was pillowed against one arm on the soft brown leather.

  “Trey?” she asked uncertainly as he slid off the couch and got on his knees before her. “Do you have to…have to be all the way down there?”

  “Need to reach you—reach your sweet pussy,” he growled softly. “Don’t worry, little one—I’ll be close enough for you to hold onto me while I taste you.”

  Then he got between her legs, splitting her thighs wide with his broad shoulders until Mia thought she had never felt so open…so vulnerable before.

  “Trey…” she gasped, shifting her hips uncertainly.

  “Gods, you’re beautiful,” he growled and then he leaned down and rubbed his scratchy cheek against her inner thigh.

  Mia gasped again at the feeling of his beard scratching against her tender flesh. Before she could ask what he was doing, Trey was rubbing his other cheek against her other thigh…and then rubbing his mouth against the springy curls that covered her mound. He was almost like a large felinis marking its territory, she thought distractedly. His beard felt strange but good against her sensitive skin and she somehow found that her thighs were falling open even wider, as though to give him better access.

  “That’s right, little one…” Trey looked up, his eyes a glowing gold. “That’s right—open yourself for me. Open that soft, sweet little pussy and let me taste you…let me fuck you with my tongue.”

  And then he put his big hands on her inner thighs, spreading her even wider as he bent down to give her pussy a long, hot, sucking kiss.

  “Oh!” Mia jerked in surprised pleasure, but the movement only pressed her open pussy closer to his seeking mouth. Trey took advantage of the situation and began bathing her pussy with his tongue, lapping from the bottom of her folds all the way to the top of her slit as she moaned and writhed under him.

  “Trey…Trey!” Mia somehow found that her hands were buried in the big Kindred’s long golden-brown mane and she was pushing up to meet him deliberately this time. She had never felt anything as intense as his hot, wet tongue invading her pussy, had never seen anything as erotic as the lust in his eyes as he tasted her.

  When he looked up, panting, his mouth and beard were wet from her juices and his eyes were blazing.

  “There’s something you should know about me—about the Lei’on Kindred, Mia,” he said in a low, hoarse voice that was more than half growl.

  “What?” Mia felt a sudden jolt of fear. He looked so serious. She couldn’t keep the apprehension out of her voice or the uncertainty out of her eyes. What could he want to tell her? For some reason the image of a targen with its wild mane and golden eyes crossed her mind but she pushed it away again—how could it have to do with that?

  “Several things, actually.” He frowned. “But the only one that’s relevant