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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When she finally pulled away completely, she was panting with need and J’are wasn’t in much better shape.

His shaft was thick and hard, pressing against the thin material of his sleep trousers and his mouth and chin were shiny from her juices. A deep growl of desire was rising in his throat as he looked up at her.

Imani had the idea that he was very close to going feral—but she wasn’t afraid. In fact, part of her wanted to push him over the edge—to see if the plastisteel cuffs could still hold him in his other mental state.

What’s wrong with you? she scolded herself. You shouldn’t want that—shouldn’t want him to lose control. It’s better this way with him chained down—safer for everyone involved.

But at the moment she didn’t want to be safe—she wanted to be wild.

“Why did you pull away?” J’are growled hoarsely, looking at her. “I wanted to feel you coming on my tongue—wanted to taste your juices as you came for me, baby. Why did you stop before you finished?”

“Maybe because I wanted to finish another way.” Scooting down his big body, Imani ran a hand over his straining shaft.

J’are groaned and bucked his hips up to meet her light touch.

“Gods, that feels so damn good! But I don’t…don’t know if we should. I can feel my feral side getting really close to coming out,” he panted.

“I don’t care about that.” Imani looked at him. “I’m not afraid of you, J’are—it doesn’t matter if you’re in your feral or your thinking mind. I just want you inside me.”

“Take me then,” he growled, his eyes flashing. “Fuck me, baby. You’re in charge—do what you want with me.”

His hot words excited Imani even more. Again she couldn’t believe her own boldness as she pulled down his trousers, allowing his thick shaft to spring free.

He was right—she was in charge and damn did it feel fine!

She stroked his shaft gently from root to tip, enjoying the feel of velvet over steel as he pulsed in her hand. God, he was so big. How had all that fit inside her on their bonding night?

Imani had heard that some kinds of Kindred had compounds in their precum that helped a female open for them. Maybe J’are had the same kind of thing—it was the only explanation she could think of.

Only right now, she didn’t want to think—she wanted to act.

Straddling his lean hips, she positioned her pussy right above the broad, flaring head of his cock. Sinking down a little, she let J’are watch as she rubbed him against her. She loved the contrast of his tan skin against her slippery dark folds, loved the hot way it looked when she slid against him and pressed him just a little way inside her.

“Gods, baby—this is almost too much.” J’are’s deep voice was hoarse with emotion. “Maybe you’d better stop now,” he begged. “I feel…feel closer than ever to going feral.”

“I told you, I’m not afraid,” Imani said. And taking him more firmly in hand, she positioned the broad head right at the entrance of her pussy and sank slowly down, impaling herself on his thickness.

She moaned as his girth stretched her inner walls, forcing her to be more open for him. God he was big! But somehow she was able to take him.

The effect on J’are was immediate. As Imani sank down on him, a low growl of pure lust rose from his throat and the thick muscles of his arms began to bulge. He gave a violent jerk and Imani gasped as both of the thick plastisteel handcuffs abruptly parted, setting him free.

“J’are?” she gasped, looking down into his pale green eyes—eyes that no longer had sentience in them. They were glowing with animalistic lust and the desire to breed. They were the eyes of an animal—his feral side was out and it was hungry.

Hungry and ready to breed.

Before she knew it, their positions were reversed as J’are gripped her hips and flipped her over so that she was lying on her back with the big Nightwalker between her legs.

“Oh!” she gasped, looking up at him. He was still buried to the hilt inside her pussy and she could feel him filling her, opening her, making her his. But for the moment, he made no move to thrust—he only pinned her to the bed and looked at her, the wild light in his eyes both fierce and hungry at the same time.

Imani was well aware of what he could do—of how much bigger he was than her and how much stronger. Also, she was in an incredibly vulnerable position, flat on her back with his thick cock buried inside her.

But she didn’t want this to be a repeat of their bonding night—didn’t want J’are to feel bad about it when he ‘woke up’ to his thinking mind again and accessed the memories from his other side.



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