14. Addie

14

ADDIE

A t first it hurt— a lot . Addie winced and had to force herself not to jerk away even though his tongue was warm and wet and gentle as he stroked firmly over the spider bite. But gradually, the pain began to be less sharp—it was more of a dull throbbing ache. And after Drago had been licking the bite on her inner thigh for a solid five minutes, it began to fade away. Five minutes after that, it was gone entirely.

"Oh, it doesn't hurt anymore!" she exclaimed, looking down at the big Kindred. "Is it looking any better? Because it certainly feels better."

"Let me see." Drago drew back and examined the spider bite with a critical eye. After a moment, he nodded. "Yes, the bite itself is almost gone."

"You healed me!" Addie exclaimed. She started to sit up so she could give him a hug, but one big hand slid up her chest and Drago pushed gently but firmly back down on the bed.

"Not so fast—I still have to heal the lines that were coming from the bite. I don't want to leave a single drop of poison in your system."

"Oh, of course not. Sorry." Addie lay back down obediently. "Go ahead—finish healing me."

"All right." He started licking again, dragging his warm, wet tongue from her inner thigh all the way up, almost to her knee. Addie bit her lip—wow, the lines must have really extended far from the bite! It was a good thing Drago was able to heal her. With poison that worked this fast, she would have been in big trouble if she'd waited until morning to see a doctor.

Finally, after what felt like a long time, Drago straightened up again and looked at her.

Addie propped herself up on her elbows.

"Am I healed now?"

"Not quite." He paused as though trying to how to put what he needed to say. "The lines in the other direction—the ones going inward, towards your body…"

"What about them?" Addie's heart started pounding again. "Oh, can't you heal them? Please tell me you can!"

"I can, baby. I can," he said in a soothing voice. "It's just…well, they go pretty far inward. Can I show you with my hand?"

"Oh, uh, sure." Addie nodded. "Please do."

"All right. They go from here…" Drago placed one callused fingertip at the place where the bite had been. "All the way up through here." The finger moved, tracing a line inwards until it reached her pussy…and then went even further.

Drago was gentle and his touch was light but Addie could still feel his fingertip sliding gently over the aching bud of her clit.

"Oh!" she gasped, her hips jumping involuntarily at the little spark of pleasure his light touch sent through her. "All…all the way over there?"

"Afraid so, baby." He nodded gravely. "The question is, do you mind if I lick you there?"

Addie nibbled her lower lip again.

"I mean…I think the real question is do you mind? Not a lot of guys really enjoy, you know, licking that area."

His golden eyes flashed.

"Maybe human males don't enjoy it. We Kindred fucking love it. There's nothing I want more than to taste my Fated Mate—I've wanted it from the first minute I saw you. But I don't want you to feel pressured or like I'm taking advantage of you."

"No, you're not—I know you're not," Addie said quickly. "And you can lick me there if you really want to. It's just that I'm pretty sensitive and I might…might react if you, um do that."

"Of course you'll react—that's fine," Drago rumbled, stroking her thigh soothingly. "I just want you to know I'll be licking until I'm sure all the venom is gone."

"Do it then." Addie nodded. "I want you to do it, Drago. I mean, I want you to heal me," she added quickly.

His eyes flashed.

"Good girl. All right then, here we go again. Just relax."

Addie did as he said. Sinking back onto the pillows, she tried to let her muscles go limp…but it wasn't easy when she felt his tongue sliding from her thigh inward.

He spent some time on the crease between her thigh and her body but then he moved to the outer lips of her pussy. Addie bit back a moan as she felt him licking her there, sliding over her sensitive flesh with long, slow strokes, concentrating first on the right side and then on the left. Finally he lifted his head and she could see that his golden eyes were half-lidded in the dim room.

"Going to have to move in now, baby. Going to have to lick your sweet little clit," he growled softly. "Can you let me do that? Are you ready to let me heal you there?"

By now Addie's heart was pounding and she could feel herself getting hot and wet. God, she'd dreamed of having him do this, though she'd never thought it could actually happen.

"I…I want you to," she panted. "It's just…I'm, uh, getting kind of, you know, wet down there."

"I know." His eyes flashed again. "Can't wait to taste your juices, baby. Going to spread you wide and lick you nice and deep until you're all healed. All right?"

"All…all right." Addie could scarcely believe it. She'd been with several guys before who didn't want to go down on her because she got "too wet." But Drago seemed to feel the exact opposite.

"Good girl," he murmured again. "Now just relax and let me heal you."

Then he parted her pussy lips with his thumbs and leaned forward again to lick her some more.

Addie gasped and bucked her hips as she felt his hot, wet tongue slide slowly over her aching clit. Oh God, that felt amazing! He was doing it just right—licking her exactly where she needed to be licked. Her clit felt swollen with need and she couldn't stop her back from arching with pleasure.

"Oh…oh, Drago!" she heard herself moaning his name. And then, somehow her fingers found their way into his thick, dark hair and she was tugging at him, pulling him even closer as he licked her.

Drago seemed to like what she was doing because a low, approving growl rose in his throat and he began licking her faster…and deeper. Addie felt his tongue slip lower to invade her entrance for a moment before he went back to circling her aching clit with his tongue.

"Drago!" she cried, calling his name like a prayer. "Oh God, please don't stop! Don't stop healing me—that feels so good!"

He growled again and slipped his long, muscular arms around her thighs. Spreading her even wider, he began lapping steadily. Addie thought again that it was almost like he was hungry for her and couldn't get enough.

She couldn't get enough either. She tugged hard at his hair until she realized what she was doing and made herself stop.

Drago looked up, his eyes glowing brightly and his mouth shiny with her juices.

"Why did you stop?" he growled.

"What?" Addie panted. "You mean…you mean pulling your hair? I was afraid I was hurting you."

"You were and I fucking loved it," he swore. "Go on, baby—hurt me. Pull my hair. It helps keep my Drake in check."

"It does?" Addie reached down to slide her fingers into his thick hair again.

"Yes." He nodded. "Don't be afraid—show me how you feel."

"I feel like I'm going to come if you keep it up," Addie confessed. "I can't help it."

He shook his head.

"Don't want you to help it. I want to make you come almost as much as I want to heal you. So go on, baby—come for me. Come while I eat your sweet little pussy and taste your juices. Come while I fuck you with my tongue."

His dirty talk made her even hotter. Addie moaned and tugged his hair again.

"Then get back to it!" she heard herself demanding bossily. "Lick me, Drago—make me come!"

His eyes went hot and a low, rumbling growl of pure lust came from his throat.

"Goddess, I fucking love it when you're demanding, baby!"

Then he ducked his head again and began licking her once more, sliding his hot, talented tongue through her inner folds and over her aching clit until Addie moaned with pleasure.

It didn't take long after that for her orgasm to find her. She could feel the tidal wave rushing over her and she tightened her grip in the big Kindred's hair, bucking her hips wildly—or she would have if he hadn't had his arms wrapped around her thighs. As it was, she could barely wiggle an inch or two in any direction. Drago was so strong he held her down effortlessly while he feasted on her pussy, making Addie moan with the intense sensations rolling through her body.

"Drago!" she cried and felt like every muscle in her body was going tense as the pleasure coursed through her like a river of fire. "Drago, yes— yes!"

Her only answer was a low growl and more licking. It wasn't until she grew over-sensitive and started jerking away from his seeking tongue that the big Kindred finally looked up again.

Addie gave a gasp when she saw him—his eyes were no longer golden and the whites had completely disappeared. Instead of his usual cat eyes, both his eye sockets were filled with flames, flickering and dancing with the pupils no more than black slits.

Dragon's eyes! she thought and knew it was true. This wasn't Drago she was seeing—it was his Drake. The creature he claimed was too chaotic and destructive—the reason he couldn't Claim her.

"D-Drago?" she asked in a shaky voice, her pleasure turning abruptly to fear. "Are…are you all right?"

For a moment he didn't answer—it was like he couldn't answer. His mouth worked but no words came out—nothing but a deep, unearthly growl that made Addie's blood turn suddenly cold.

"Drago?" she asked again and heard the tremble in her voice. "Drago, please stop that and talk to me. You're scaring me!"

He blinked rapidly and the flames were suddenly extinguished. A moment later, his eyes went back to their usual gold.

"Sorry." His voice came out sounding hoarse and too deep—almost as though someone or some thing else was speaking through him. "Sorry, I…I didn't mean to scare you, baby."

Addie looked at him uncertainly, her heart still racing.

"You just…for a minute there, you looked…"

"I know. I looked scary—because getting so close to you made my Drake want to come out. He wants to Claim you—to possess you." He unwound his arms from around her thighs and pushed quickly away. "Sorry—I think I need some fresh air."

"You're going now? You're leaving me?" Addie couldn't keep the hurt from her voice. After such an intimate act, she'd hoped to cuddle with her Protector—maybe even fall asleep in his arms.

But Drago was already headed for the door.

"Sorry baby—it's not safe for me to be in here with you right now—not when my Drake wants you so fucking badly. I'll be back in a little while."

And then, before she could protest again, he was gone.