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“Fuck yes! But I thought?—”
“Never mind what you thought or what that evil bitch of a Mistress told you,” Andi said sharply. “Just let me take care of you, all right?”
Thrax nodded and she bent to take him in her mouth again, sucking and swirling her tongue to tease him. Though she was doing this to heal her partner’s younger self, she couldn’t help remembering how good it had felt sucking him during their latest mission. She was glad that the memory she had landed in was one of when he was over the age of consent or she wouldn’t’ have felt comfortable doing this for him. But since he was of age, this seemed to be exactly what her partner needed and she was happy to give it to him.
Thrax moaned and pumped carefully into her mouth as she sucked and stroked him.
“Gods, Andi!” she heard him groaning. “Going to come now…going to spurt my cream in your mouth. Pull back if you don’t want me to!”
Instead of pulling back, Andi pushed forward, taking even more of his shaft in her mouth. And then hot, hard spurts of his cream were hitting the back of her throat in pulsing waves.
Andi swallowed, enjoying the salted caramel flavor as she took every drop he gave her. Gods, why did it turn her on so much to heal him this way? Maybe because she knew he would do the same for her if the situation was reversed. Or maybe just because she loved him and wanted him to be well.
As he had during their mission, Thrax came a lot.
“Oh…oh, Goddess!” he groaned as his back arched and his muscles flexed while he kept spurting. “Your mouth on me…so good…so sweet!”
Andi kept sucking him, making sure to get every last drop. At last, when she was sure there wasn’t any more, she pulled back and examined his cock. He was still hard—not unusual since she now knew that Kindred males could be multi-orgasmic. But the painful, swollen quality was gone. Satisfied that she had done a good job, she straightened up again.
“Better now?” she asked, running a hand through her partner’s hair affectionately. It seemed that the more the younger Thrax got to know her, the more physical contact they could make.
“So much fucking better,” he growled. He gave her a searching look. “But you must be my fated mate. No other woman would have done that for me—sucked me and stroked me and let me come in her mouth. I can see how red your lips are—you took my pain as well as my seed.”
“I care for you deeply but I’m not your mate,” Andi told him. “I wish I could get you out of here, but I can’t. While you’re stuck here with Mistress Stoneheart—and it won’t be forever—I’ll come to you whenever I can to help you and heal you. All right?”
“All right.” Thrax nodded. “Are you going now?”
“I think I am.” Andi murmured, looking around. It seemed like this memory was growing misty and she thought the “blink” might happen any minute. “But I’ll see you again, I promise.”
The younger Thrax opened his mouth to answer…but then the blink happened and she was immediately dumped into a new memory…
This time Thrax was by himself in a small, dimly lit room. It looked more like a prison cell than a bedroom, Andi thought. There were no windows and no pictures on the wall—just a bare mattress on the floor where Thrax was lying on his side.
It became clear to her at once that something was wrong. Her partner was panting and looked like he was in pain. His open mouth revealed his fangs, which were long and sharp—Andi knew what that meant.
“Thrax? Are you okay?” She knelt beside him on the mattress, looking down at him anxiously.
“Andi? Is that you?” He squinted at her in through the gloom. “I can barely see you.”
Andi put a hand on his arm. When their skin made contact, his eyes seemed to focus more.
“There you are!”
“Here I am,” she agreed. “What did she do to you this time?”
“Let me taste her…but only a little.” He shook his head. “She was punishing me because I didn’t do well with my conditioning.”
“Oh? What kind of conditioning?” Andi’s heart began to pound.
He shook his head.
“Don’t fucking know. But the stimulation she gave me brought on my fucking Thirst. Ever since I came of age, it’s been really bad.” He frowned up at her. “Uh…do you know about my Thirst?”
“I know you’re part Pitch-Blood Kindred and that you need blood from time to time.” Andi bared her wrist for him and offered it. “Go on—bite me.”
He looked up at her gratefully.
“Mistress never lets me drink from her.”
