Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Gods.
His mind, traitorous and unhelpful, supplied the image before he could stop it—Cassandra kneeling between Ravik’s thighs, her soft mouth slick with healing salve, her lips closing around the broad head of Ravik’s shaft while those warm brown eyes looked up from under her lashes.
His cock went from half-hard to fully rigid so quickly it bordered on painful and he shifted slightly, hoping the table hid the evidence of his arousal.
Ravik looked uncertain, but after another short moment of consideration, he slowly lowered his hand.
“All right,” he rumbled. “Mate can heal.”
Even Severin, who had known Ravik for years and had seen him naked many times in showers, medical bays, and battlefield triage chambers, could understand why Cassandra’s eyes widened. The Beast Kindred was impressive in proportion to the rest of him, and even soft his shaft was massive. The Bonding Knot at the base of it was as big as a fist.
The burn, however, was impossible to ignore once one looked past the size of him. A red mark marred the crown—angry and tender-looking.
“Oh, my—that looks painful.”
Gently, Cassandra reached out and slipped her fingers around his shaft.
Severin’s fangs cut into his lower lip and he had to bite back a curse.
The sight of her hand around Ravik’s cock was almost too much. Her fingers looked so small against him—so soft and delicate. Ravik’s shaft twitched at the contact, and Severin saw his friend’s cloudy eyes sharpen a little more.
“Mate will kiss?” Ravik asked, raising his eyebrows at her.
“Yes, will she?” Severin heard himself ask.
The words were out before he could stop them but he couldn’t help himself—would she really go so far to heal a male she’d known for only a day?
Cassandra turned her head and looked at him. He tried to keep his face neutral, but judging by the way her eyes narrowed, he doubted he succeeded.
He hoped his question hadn’t made him sound jealous—or worse, eager. This wasn’t sexual, he told himself. It was about healing.
“I’ll do what I have to in order to make him feel better,” she told Severin. “You don’t have to watch if you don’t want to.”
“No, it’s all right. I don’t mind, er, watching.” His voice came out hoarse.
“Good.” Cassandra put on more of the ointment on her lips and bent to her task.
Severin watched as she guided the broad, plum-shaped head to her mouth and began to kiss the hurt spot.
Ravik groaned, but not in pain—in pleasure. Severin had heard him with whores and pairing puppets before—he knew what his friend sounded like when he was being sexually serviced.
The sound rolled through the narrow lab like distant thunder and Severin felt it in his bones. Cassandra looked up for a moment, her lips still close to Ravik’s shaft, her expression gentle and intent rather than wanton. That somehow made the whole thing worse…or better…or both. Severin couldn’t decide.
“I’m so glad you’re feeling better, big guy,” Cassandra said gently. She examined the spot. “But I don’t think you’re healed just yet.”
“It might work better if you suck him.”
Again, the words escaped Severin before he could stop himself.
Cassandra straightened up and turned to look at him.
“Excuse me?” She frowned up at him. “What did you say?”
“I said, if you take the head in your mouth, your lower lip will rub against the burned spot more fully,” he explained, and though the words were technically true, they sounded thin even to his own ears.
His suggestion was scientifically defensible but morally questionable.
It was also extremely arousing. Severin had to admit, he wanted to see that lush mouth wrapped around his best friend’s cock.
But Cassandra seemed to take his words in stride.
“Oh…okay.” She nodded slowly. “I hadn’t thought of that.”
Then, Goddess help him, she looked approving. As though she believed he was simply putting his big brain to use, finding the best way to heal his friend.
Severin nearly groaned aloud.
She was trusting him—that should have made him feel noble. Instead, it made him want to fall to his knees beside her and beg to taste her while she tasted Ravik.
Looking up, Cassandra caught Ravik’s eyes again—which looked decidedly more golden and less cloudy by now.
“I’m going to kiss you deeper now, okay?” she asked him. “Going to take you in my mouth—just to heal you. Can you let me do that, big guy?”
Ravik frowned, as though trying to understand.
“Mate will suck?” he asked, at last. “You want…to suck…my shaft?”
“Just a little bit,” Cassandra held up her thumb and forefinger with a small space between them. “Just to make you feel better.”
Ravik nodded.
“All right. Mate can suck.”
“Good.” And leaning down, she sucked the broad crown of his cock into her mouth.
Severin bit back a curse as his own cock throbbed between his thighs. Gods, it was like watching a live-action sex show! He reminded himself again it was all for science and tried to ignore how his fangs were throbbing and his cock was aching.