Page 39 of Kidnapped By the Beast (Beasts of the Kindred #11)

LEXI

Lexi still couldn’t believe how gentle the big Kindred was being.

A part of her had braced for anger—for him to lecture her, maybe even spank her again for wandering off and getting into danger.

The thought made her cheeks burn with humiliation.

But instead of fury, there was only tenderness in the way he touched her—his big fingers smoothing her damp hair from her face.

And now he wanted to go down on her. Just to heal her, of course—just to get the horrible metal device out of her. But still, she’d been made to feel so bad about this act, it was a wonder to her that Brandt was willing to go there at all.

She remembered the way Greg, her ex, used to sneer if she asked for any kind of oral pleasure—even kissing below her waistline made him sick.

Gross, Lex. Don’t even think about it. But hey, get down there and suck me off, would you? Men are cleaner down there than girls-just give me what I need.

His selfish voice still echoed in her ears, filling her with shame.

But Brandt’s voice was the opposite—deep and low, steady with reassurance.

“Easy, sweetheart,” he murmured as he settled between her thighs, his broad shoulders parting her wide. “Just relax and hold still. I’m going to help you now.” And then he bent forward and got to work.

Lexi’s breath caught in her throat as his tongue slid against her.

He licked carefully around the thick metal rod lodged inside her, his mouth warm and wet and soothing.

Every glide of his tongue left a trail of tingling heat.

Of course, he couldn’t avoid brushing her clit, and each time he did, it sent a strange shiver through her—half pain, half pleasure, like her body couldn’t decide how to react.

“Ohhh…” She moaned softly, biting her lip, fighting the urge to buck her hips.

“Hold still, baby—just let me lick you.” Brandt’s big hands pressed gently on her inner thighs, holding her open but never forcing as he continued. His thumbs stroked her trembling skin as his tongue moved again and again, slow… deliberate…steady.

Then she felt something else—a warmth spreading inside her. At first she thought he had somehow pushed his tongue deeper, but when she dared glance down, he was still licking the outside of her folds.

The warmth wasn’t him—it was inside her. And it seemed to be melting the cold, heavy weight inside her—or at least loosening it.

“Oh—so warm,” she gasped, her eyes flying wide.

Brandt glanced up, his mouth glistening.

“Yes. That’s the solvent, sweetheart. The Bacillus carries it inward through my saliva. It should start loosening the bonds any moment now.”

Lexi felt herself trembling.

“I think…I think it is. I feel warm all the way inside. Maybe…maybe you ought to try pulling it out?”

“Not yet,” he rumbled, frowning. “Let me lick you a while longer first. I don’t want to hurt you, Alexandra.”

He lowered his head again. His tongue pressed deeper into her, sliding against her clit before circling the base of the cruel metal intruder once more.

“Ohhh…” Pleasure rippled through Lexi despite herself, her nipples tightening, her hips twitching helplessly.

“Good girl, hold still,” he murmured and licked some more.

When he finally tugged gently at the base of the spreader, she moaned and shuddered.

He froze at once, his golden eyes worried.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No!” she gasped, her voice breathless. “I was just surprised because it didn’t hurt. I…I think you can pull it all the way out now. Slowly, though.”

“Yes, slowly,” he murmured. “And tell me if it hurts—if it does, I’ll stop and lick you some more.”

Carefully, with infinite patience, he tugged again. This time, the horrible thing slid free of her with a slick, wet sound. Relief flooded through her body so strongly she nearly sobbed. Oh, thank God, it was out!

Brandt dropped the device to the floor with a snarl, his massive chest heaving as he glared at it.

“Just look at that fucking thing! It’s a torture device!”

She watched, wide-eyed, as his golden gaze bled red again. His pupils narrowed, his whole frame going tense. It was scary how fast he could change!

Oh no—he’s going into Rage again.

“I swear I’m going to kill the one who put that fucking thing inside you!” he growled, his teeth bared in a feral snarl. His big hands curled into fists, his muscles swelling. For a heartbeat, Lexi was afraid he might turn and storm right out into the night to tear someone apart!

“Brandt—no!” she cried, reaching out with a trembling hand to clutch at him. “Please—don’t go! Don’t leave me. I…I’m still hurting. I still need you.”

His burning red eyes softened. Slowly, gradually, the molten glow faded back to their warm gold. His chest heaved with effort, but he stayed where he was, his enormous body looming over her.

“Poor little Lexi,” he murmured, his voice breaking with compassion. “Of course you are. I’m so sorry, sweetheart. Vengeance can wait. First I need to heal your soft little pussy.”

Lexi felt as though a flock of butterflies had taken off inside her stomach. The words made her blush fiercely…but the promise in his voice sent a thrill through her body.

“How…how are you going to heal me?” she whispered, her voice small.

His eyes grew half-lidded and hungry.

“By licking you, of course,” he murmured. “The compound Dr. TOo-loo gave me should make it possible. But this time, I’ll need to get my tongue deep in your sweet little pussy. I’ll spread you open and kiss you there until you’re soft and wet, and aching only with pleasure, not pain.”

Lexi’s cheeks burned hotter. No one had ever spoken to her like that before—so direct, so dirty, and yet so reverent.

Her ex’s scornful voice tried to rise in her mind, but it was drowned out by Brandt’s steady rumble.

“Your pussy is beautiful, Alexandra—a treasure. It deserves to be worshiped. To be kissed and licked and loved until you’re trembling. Can you let me do that for you? Can you lie still and let me use my mouth to heal you?”

Her whole body was trembling now, her clit throbbing in time with his words. Shame and heat warred inside her, but the thought of his tongue deep inside her—of him kissing her there with that kind of devotion—was too much.

She gave a tiny nod.

“I…I think so.”

His big hand cupped her cheek, stroking tenderly.

“Good girl,” he rumbled, his voice thick. “Then spread those thighs for me again, little Lexi. Let me kiss and lick your sweet little pussy until you feel all better.”