“See?” I said at last, when I couldn’t standit anymore. “I’m fine.”
“Actually, you are not.” He soundedregretful—maybe even upset. “I have marked you, Addison and forthat I must ask your forgiveness.”
“It’s all right,” I said uneasily. “Just…letme go home and we’ll call it even.”
“I cannot even consider letting you go homelike this. I must heal you.”
“No, you don’t have to. Really, youdon—”
The words died on my lips when I felt asoft, hot kiss pressed to the stinging skin of the tenderundercurve of my right buttock.
“Corbin?” I whispered. I was almost unableto speak at all, I was feeling so short of breath. “Corbin, pleasedon’t.”
“Why not?” He kissed me again, this time ina different spot. “Why should I not heal you?” His voice haddropped to a soft, sensual growl I could feel vibrating through myentire body as he continued to kiss me.
“Be-because,” I stuttered, trying to thinkof a good reason. But my brain seemed to have taken a vacation andleft my body in charge. I could feel the warm, sexual tingling thatalways seemed to accompany his healing touch circulating throughme. But this time he was healing a much more intimate area and Icouldn’t help reacting to him.
“I never meant to hurt you,” Corbin murmuredas he continued the slow, soft, hot kisses that were driving mecrazy. “Never meant to mark your delicate body—you have to believethat, Addison.”
“I…I believe it,” I assured him, shiftinguneasily. God, was this ever going to end? Earlier when he hadkissed my thigh and panties before biting me I had thought I mightmelt with lust. Now I knew I was going to. I could feel mypussy getting embarrassingly wet again and my nipples felt tightand sensitive.
Finally, when I thought I couldn’t stand itanymore, Corbin stopped.
“Very good,” he murmured and I bit my lip ashe stroked my ass gently with one large, warm hand as thoughadmiring his handiwork. “For the outside, at least.”
My heart started jack-hammering in my chest.“What do you mean…the outside?” I asked.
“Exactly what I said—the outside of yourbuttocks are healed. “Now I need to look at the inside—your innerthighs. Get up on your hands and knees for me.”
“You didn’t hit me there,” I protested. “Ifeel fine now—better than fine. You should just let me gohome.”
“Not until I’m sure every bit of you ishealed.” He sounded like he was frowning. “Now are you going to geton your hands and knees for me, Addison, or do I have to put youinto the position myself?”
“Corbin—” I started to protest but he wasalready moving me, pulling me up onto my hands and knees, gettingme into position like a life-sized doll. Only dolls don’t swear atyou.
“Such language,” he said mildly when I letloose. “Come now, Addison, there’s no need to be so upset. Thiswon’t take long.”
I hoped he was right. I was in the positionhe wanted but I made sure to keep my thighs together as I waitedfor him to look at me. I was ashamed to admit that I didn’t wanthim to see how his healing had affected me. Didn’t want him to knowthat I was wet and hot and achy for him. But Corbin clearly hadother ideas. His big, warm hands stroked over my bare ass and downthe backs of my thighs.
“Open for me,” he murmured.
“No.” I kept my legs stubbornly closed.
“Addison…” There was a warning note in hisdeep voice. “I will not let you go home until I see all of you.Open for me now.”
“And if I do…you’ll let me go home?” Iwished my voice wasn’t quite so breathy.
“As soon as I heal you, yes.” His handstroked over my sensitive skin again. “Come, darling, you know Iwon’t hurt you.”
“Fine. But I don’t…don’t need any healing.”Finally I parted my thighs though I was biting my lip withembarrassment as I did so.
“I will be the judge of that,” Corbinmurmured. Then I felt him lean closer to me again, felt his breathwarm and intimate against my exposed pussy. I waited for him totouch me some more or to say something but he was silent.
“Corbin?” I asked at last. “I’m, uh, feelingkind of exposed here. Can I please just go?”
“Not until I heal you. Here…and here.” Ifelt his long fingers brush over my outer pussy lips and had tobite back a moan.
“No, ab-absolutely not.” I said, stumblingover the words. “I can’t let you, um, kiss me there.”
“Of course you can. But I think it will beeasier to reach you if you’re on your back.”
Before I could protest, he had flipped meover again and pulled me to the edge of the bed so that my calveswere hanging over the side.
“Corbin!” I exclaimed, but he was alreadykneeling between my thighs, his broad shoulders spreading me wide.“Stop this—I’m not hurt there!”
“Yes, you are. Look.” One long finger tracedmy outer pussy lips again, which did look a little puffy andred. Could his hand have landed there while I was struggling?Even if it did, this is not a goodplace to let him put his mouth.
I looked at Corbin. His fangs wereout but there was also a look of contrition in his eyes.
“So soft and sweet,” he murmured, nuzzlinghis slightly scratchy cheek against my inner thigh. “So delicate. Ihave to heal you, Addison. Please.”
“Well…” I bit my lip. “All right butjust…just heal me and then let me go.”
“We shall see.” Leaning forward, he placed ahot, open mouthed kiss on the right side of my pussy. I clenched myhands in the green and gold bedspread and tried not to jump as thesexual tingle of his healing magic went to work on me. Corbinkissed the left side too, taking his time, being extremelythorough. Then he went back to the right side and then theleft…
“Corbin…” I muttered through clenched teeth.I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. My pussy felt hotand wet and swollen and my clit was throbbing with need, yet he wasonly kissing my
