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“Oh…oh,” she gasped as he stroked her over and over. His hands were so big but his touch was light and gentle. He seemed to know exactly how to touch her to give her maximum pleasure.

  “Does that feel all right, baby?” he murmured in her ear. “Are you clean yet?”

  “It feels amazing,” Kate admitted breathlessly. “I just…” She looked down at herself and nearly moaned again at the erotic sight. He was holding her open—wide open—with one hand, as he stroked and teased her inner pussy with the other. As she watched, the pad of his middle finger made a slow circle around the throbbing pink bud of her clit. God, it was hot.

  “Are you clean yet?” he asked again. “Or do you need me to keep it up? Or move someplace else?”

  Should tell him to stop, Kate told herself. But there was still black stuff from the pool on her. Well, if not on her exactly then in her.

  You can’t stop now, the other voice told her. You have to let him keep going.

  “Keep going,” she heard herself say. “Please, don’t…don’t stop yet.”

  “Of course, baby.” He continued the soft, tender massage that was driving her crazy. “I’ll keep going until you say to stop. Until you’re all, uh, clean.”

  “Thank you,” Kate whispered, pressing her hips up to meet his fingers. She was feeling and looking much cleaner. Still, there was one place he hadn’t washed yet… “Rone?” she whispered.

  “Mm-hmm?” His voice was a deep rumble in her ear.

  “Remember how you asked if I needed you to wash…wash inside me?” Kate asked softly.

  “Of course,” he acknowledged. “Do you need me to?”

  “I think…I think I do,” Kate admitted, her cheeks flaming. “Do…do you mind?”

  “Hell no, baby. It’ll be my pleasure,” he assured her in that deep, soft voice of his. “Just tell me when you want me to stop and I will.”

  “Okay, I—” But Kate couldn’t finish her sentence. Before she could, two long, strong fingers were slipping through her inner folds and finding the entrance to her pussy. She moaned and gasped as she felt him slide up inside her. God, even his fingers were big! But they felt so good, fucking slowly in and out of her and hitting bottom with each stroke.

  As he stroked in and out of her with his fingers, Rone used his other hand to continue circling her clit. Soon he had a rhythm going with his long fingers sliding in and out of her while his other fingertips glided over her tender button.

  Kate couldn’t help herself—she knew he was only supposed to be cleaning her but again, she had that feeling of her body opening and responding in a way it never had before. Of course, she’d had orgasms and sexual pleasure in the past—she was quite good at giving that to herself, thank you very much. But the feeling of being so expertly and gently touched by another person who knew her body as well as she did was completely new. She felt her orgasm building and knew she couldn’t stop it—didn’t even want to stop it.

  “Oh,” she gasped, unable to help herself. “Oh, Rone…that feels so…so…good.”

  “That’s right, baby. Love to make you feel good,” he growled softly in her ear. “Love to touch your sweet body and make you come.”

  At his words, Kate felt something—some surge of power that seemed to move through her like an electrical shock.

  Yes, let him make you come! the strange voice muttered in her ear. Let him do it and then give yourself to him—here and now.

  Suddenly her mind was filled with a vivid picture—the big Kindred taking her against the glass wall of the shower stall, spreading her thighs wide and thrusting that huge, thick shaft of his deep into her tight, unprotected pussy. In the image, Kate was moaning and crying and scratching his back. Her legs wrapped around his lean hips as she rode him frantically, impaling herself on his long cock, like a woman who had suddenly gone crazy.

  Oh my God, where is this coming from? This isn’t me! I’m not acting like myself and this weird voice…these thoughts and images…what the Hell is going on?

  The thought seemed to wake something up inside her and suddenly her sixth sense—the Knowing—came abruptly to life.

  Danger! it whispered in Kate’s ear. This is dangerous Kate! Be careful!

  With a gasp, Kate pushed the big Kindred’s fingers out of herself and tore away, trying to put some distance between them.

  “Kate? Kate, what’s going on?” Rone was left standing there, looking completely confused.

  “I…I don’t know.” Kate bit her lip, not sure how to explain it without sounding crazy. How could she say that she felt she’d been manipulated by some outside force into doing something she wouldn’t normally have done?

  “Why did you stop?” Rone asked in a low, harsh voice. He was breathing hard and his shaft was standing at full attention. “You were about to come, I could tell. You were trembling just the way you always do right before it hits you.”

  “I…I just couldn’t.” Kate raked a hand through her dripping hair. “This isn’t me. I don’t…don’t know why I was acting like that when I feel like I barely know you. I would never let some guy I hardly know do that…let him touch me and make me come. I don’t…don’t know what came over me.”

  She expected the big Kindred to be angry. And Rone did take a few deep breaths that sounded rough and frustrated. But then, to her surprise, he nodded.

  “Yeah, that’s true,” he growled. “I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to take advantage. I guess I thought…I hoped…that maybe your memory was coming back and that’s why you were letting me touch you that way even after the stuff from the pool was gone.”

  “Sorry—I still don’t remember anything.” Kate shivered. She was standing clear of the warm spray of water now and she was beginning to feel cold. She still didn’t understand what had happened to her and she felt weird and uncertain about it.

  “You sound like your teeth are chattering,” Rone said. He ran a hand through his wet hair. “Look—let’s get out of here and dry off. Okay?”

  “Sure. I think we’ve been in here about an hour.” Kate tried to laugh but it came out sounding forced.

  “Yeah, something like that,” he muttered. “Uh, could you tell me when you’re covered so I can take this damn blindfold off?”

  “Oh—of course.” Kate got out of the shower stall quickly and wrapped herself in a thick, puffy white towel—noting as she did so that she was completely clean and free of the awful black slime. Good. “I’m decent now,” she said to the big Kindred who had turned off the water and was standing there waiting.

  “Okay, thanks,” he said shortly, taking off the blindfold. There was an air of coiled tension about him that made Kate feel jumpy. Was he still on edge because she hadn’t let him finish her off? But he’d had an orgasm himself—so why would he be tense that she hadn’t had one?

  “Here—so you can dry off.” Kate held out a towel

  “Thanks.” He looked at her briefly before taking the towel and rubbing himself down briskly. “All clean?” he asked.

  “Yes. Um…thank you.” Kate could feel her cheeks heating as she considered the way he had cleaned her so thoroughly. Her body was still throbbing with need almost as though she was still right on the edge of coming. It was an uncomfortable sensation.

  Rone sighed deeply. “No problem, baby.”

  But there was a slight growl in his voice that made Kate wonder if everything was all right with him. And his eyes seemed to be glowing even more brightly than usual. What was going on? She opened her mouth to ask…and then stopped. What if it had something to do with the hunger—that mysterious problem he had refused to talk to her about when they were aboard the ship? He’d gotten really defensive when she asked about it and things were already awkward enough between them as it was. Reluctantly, she decided just to leave things as they were and hope the awkwardness would pass.

  Yeah, right—like that’s a possibility after you just jerked him off in the shower and nearly let him do the same to you, whispered the sarcastic little voice in her