Stealing Her Heart Read online Evangeline Anderson (Brides of Kindred #24.6)

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Brides of the Kindred Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88235 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
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“I suppose I’d better see to your other injury?” Chain raised his eyebrows at her, as though waiting for her permission.

Vicky wondered why and then remembered that the other place she’d been cut had been on her breast—right beside her nipple, in fact.

“Oh…um. Yes…yes, I guess so,” she muttered, fumbling with the cloak. She wasn’t sure exactly how much to show. He’d already seen her entire naked body, but she wasn’t anxious to be that exposed again. Should she try to just show the area of the cut or should she bare her whole breast? How would he react if she did? Should she…?

“Stop.” Chain put a hand on hers, which were trembling and looked into her eyes. “Victoria,” he said quietly. “You only have to expose as much of your flesh as you feel comfortable with. But I want you to know, I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. I can control myself, no matter how luscious I find your curvy body.”

His words and the quiet tone they were spoken in seemed to calm Vicky’s racing heart. He was letting her know she could trust him—that he would only go as far as she wanted him to. That was very comforting.

“All right,” she said and opened the cloak to bare her entire right breast and the wound, which was right beside the nipple.

Chain didn’t comment on her bare breast—he didn’t have to because his face said it all. His midnight-blue eyes went half-lidded again and a soft growl of desire rose from deep in his throat. But all he said was,

“Shall I heal you now, beautiful Victoria?”

“S-sure.” Vicky cleared her throat and tried again. “Yes, please.”

This cut wasn’t as deep as the one in her thigh had been, but it was in a very tender area—just on the wide pink band of her areola. Chain rose from his place on the floor and joined her on the bed, leaning over her in a way that put his big body extremely close to hers.

But though he was looming over her, he was extremely careful and delicate when he healed her. Putting out just the tip of his tongue, he laved the shallow cut, being sure not to touch anything else, even though her nipple was barely a centimeter from his tongue.

Vicky’s heart pounded and she remembered all over again how very naked she was under the long red cloak she wore. He was so close she could smell that spicy fragrance of his again—it seemed to fill her senses and made her almost dizzy with lust. Maybe that was what made her say what she heard herself say next.

“It’s all right if you need to…to suck the whole nipple into your mouth to heal me,” she told Chain. “I mean…I might heal better that way—do you think?”

He gave her that sensual little half-grin she was beginning to know and like.

“I absolutely do. Then I have permission to suck your nipples?”

“Um…both of them?” Vicky asked, wondering if she’d heard him wrong. “I mean why would you need to—”

“Only to be certain there’s no referred pain from one side to the other,” Chain said smoothly, smiling at her again. “Of course, if you’d prefer I didn’t—“

“No, no,” Vicky said quickly. “You…you can do it. Can suck both of them if…if you think it’ll help.”

“It will—I think it will help you immensely, beautiful Victoria,” he growled softly. But let’s find out, shall we?”

Opening the cloak, he bared both her breasts and took a long moment just to look at them. The phrase, “Feast your eyes” came to Vicky’s mind—because it seemed that was what he was doing. She had always thought that her breasts were too big and, at her age, not nearly firm enough. But the big Kindred seemed to find them beautiful and he was gentle and reverent when he cupped them in his palms and lightly thumbed her nipples.

“Oh!” Vicky moaned as he sucked her right nipple—the wounded one—into his hot mouth and continued to flick her left nipple slowly. “Oh, Chain…”

He growled softly in response to his name, as though he liked her calling out for him, but his mouth was occupied and he continued to suck—first laving her hurt nipple gently with his tongue and then sucking harder, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could.

The deep pulling sensation of him sucking and playing with her tender peaks seemed to shoot sparks of pleasure through Vicky’s entire body—most especially down between her legs.

This was the kind of erotic play she’d dreamed of for years—the kind of pleasure and attention Kevin had never given her. Her ever practical ex-husband had considered foreplay a waste of time—sex was the main event, in his opinion. And—in this as in all things in their marriage—his opinion had been the only one that mattered.



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