Unleashed by the Defender – Brides of the Kindred Read online Evangeline Anderson

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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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Also, had the white suit shrunk in the water? It seemed that the tiny triangles were even smaller, so that just the tips of her nipples were covered now. Looking down, she saw that the triangle which was supposed to be covering her pussy was now no bigger than a penny and wasn’t covering much of anything at all. It had gotten pulled up so that it was resting on the top of her mound and only the thin white string at its bottom was covering her slit.

“Um, are there towels anywhere?” she asked, looking around. “I think this suit has shrunk somehow.”

“Oh, it’s supposed to,” J’are said casually. “That’s the way the Yonnite Mistresses like it—they want to show off at the pool, you know.”

“Well, I’d like to cover up—I’m cold,” Imani said, putting her arms across her chest and shivering. “And yours didn’t shrink. Or, er, maybe it did,” she added doubtfully, eyeing the white speedo which emphasized his tan skin.

Maybe it wasn’t that his suit had shrunk, so much as what was inside it had grown, she thought. The outline of his long, thick shaft, standing up against his belly, was clearly evident through the wet fabric.

“Sorry,” J’are said gruffly when he saw where her eyes had landed. “Can’t help myself when you look so fucking beautiful. I know I’m just your client and you’re just my Defender, but damn, Imani—you look amazing in that little suit.”

“Oh, uh, thank you.” Imani could feel her cheeks getting hot. She had a sudden urge to step up and rub herself against him—to let him feel the hard points of her nipples against his broad chest. But of course she couldn’t do that. Pushing the impulse sternly away, she said, “Maybe…maybe we both need a towel.”

“Here.” J’are led her to a cart piled high with soft, fluffy towels and Imani wrapped one around herself gratefully. It really was chilly now that they were out of the water. “Better?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Imani nodded.

“Much better—thank you.”

“Good.” J’are nodded. “Then let’s go order that car and then we can go for a second swim.”

That sounded good to Imani, though she hoped her suit wouldn’t shrink any more when they dived in again. If it got much smaller she would be wearing nothing but strings!

Twenty-Five

Gods, she was gorgeous in that tiny little suit! J’are’s shaft was as hard as a rock, making it difficult to walk. He was glad of the towel he’d wrapped around his waist and equally glad that Imani had wrapped one around herself so he could no longer see the tight points of her nipples poking through the thin white material of her suit or her plump pussy lips, her slit only hidden by that tiny white string.

His feral side growled that she should be his—that he should take her and bond her to him, so she couldn’t Claim another male. J’are had to remind himself again and again that she hadn’t really Claimed him—that she wasn’t really his.

But damn, how he wanted her!

He pushed the wanting away as they reached the top floor, where the private spa was located. This was an area he’d never been to before, since Mother Hownow hadn’t approved of it for some reason. Most Yonnite Mistresses, however, loved it from what he had heard.

The entrance to the spa was a long archway of curving, belfa branches. The feathery fronds, each as long as J’are’s arm and made of many tiny green and blue tendrils, made soft, musical chiming sounds as they swayed overhead.

“Oh, this is beautiful,” Imani murmured, looking around at the archway. “But where is the car service?”

“There’s a desk up ahead. I think we can get a car reservation there.” J’are pointed to the white marble counter at the end of the curving archway. Manning it was another bot—this one distinctly feminine in appearance. It had soothing blue-green eyes that matched the fronds overhead and a permanent smile was stamped on its silver lips.

“Greetings, Mistress,” the bot said, turning its glowing blue-green eyes on Imani. “How may I be of service to you today?”

“I’d like to reserve a hover car to take me to the Opulex legal building in about two hours,” Imani told the bot.

“Excellent. And do you have a membership here?” the bot inquired, cocking its head to one side mechanically.

“I…I’m afraid not.” Imani frowned. “Is that a problem?”

“I’m afraid only those with memberships can access our car service,” the bot said. “However, for a small fee I can give you a day-long membership. It comes with a free spa treatment and a relaxation chair in our pleasure grotto,” it added.

“How much?” Imani asked.

The bot named a price that made her frown but then she shrugged.

“Well, Commander Sylvan did tell me I was authorized to spend whatever was necessary,” she murmured to J’are. “And it’s certainly necessary to be sure I can get to court on time. All right, I’ll take the one-day membership deal,” she said, nodding at the bot.



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