“I’ll tell you but don’t let our conversation stop us from you teaching your student,” Torella said. “By all means, give him your breasts and let him practice his skills as we talk.”
Vicky’s heart started pounding. She couldn’t believe she was expected to sit here with her breasts out and just casually let Chain suck her nipples while she talked. But really, what else could she do? Both Torella and Lornah were staring at her expectantly, waiting for her to begin.
And it’s not like Chain hasn’t sucked your breasts before, whispered a little voice in the back of her head.
“Um…” She fumbled with the magnetic tabs in her flowing gown, looking uncertainly at Chain.
The big Kindred was looking back at her with half-lidded eyes.
“Professor,” he murmured, “Will you bare your breasts for me? I would love to taste your sweet peaks again and practice my nipple-sucking skills.”
Vicky blushed as she remembered how pleasurable his hot mouth on her naked breasts could be. But letting him suck her nipples in the privacy of her own bedroom was one thing. Letting him do it in front of other people—people she had only just met—was something else altogether. It felt weird and wrong.
But she had to get along here or how else was she going to get her hands on the T’lix-Kruthe?
Don’t think about it, she ordered herself. Just do it.
Or rather, let Chain do it to her.
Feeling self-conscious, she settled stiffly on the other white couch—pushing a myriad of purple and silver pillows away to get a spot. She opened the magnetic tabs Kat had put in her gown, exposing her breasts and then motioned for Chain.
“Come here, Chain,” she murmured, looking up at the big Kindred. “Come here and, er, suck me.”
His midnight-blue eyes were filled with lust in the light from the green and gold flames.
“It will be my very great pleasure, Professor Victoria,” he growled softly.
And then he was on his knees before her, reaching for her breasts.
Chapter Twenty-four
Gods, how he loved to suck and pleasure her! Chain growled softly in the back of his throat as he lapped and circled her erect nipples with his tongue. Her ripe, pink peaks were so tight—so needy. And so sensitive. He loved the way Victoria writhed and squirmed and tried really hard not to make a noise while he pleasured her.
But every once in a while a little moan or gasp slipped out and he could see from the way she was biting her lip and tell from the warm scent of her aroused pussy that she was enjoying this every bit as much as he was.
Chain would have been happy to suck her nipples all night. He loved the salty flavor of her skin and the way she thrust her breasts up and out, as though begging mutely for more. But he couldn’t help wondering if this was regular behavior between a professor and student here on Priima Belle.
Luckily, it appeared that Professor Torella was going to tell them.
“So, you wanted to know about the Priima Belle teaching methods,” she mused as she carded her fingers carelessly through the hair of the males sucking her nipples. “It’s based on a very simple premise, actually—men don’t know what a woman wants or needs sexually unless they are taught it.”
“And so…you teach them?” Victoria’s voice was breathless as Chain flicked her left nipple gently while slowly circling the right with his tongue.
“Indeed.” Torella nodded. “At the age of first maturity—twenty cycles old—young males are taken from the general population and brought to live at one of the many university compounds—like the one where we first met.” She smiled at Victoria. “There they are matched with mature professors like myself and Professor Lornah there…” She nodded at Lornah who nodded back, “And we train them for the next five to seven years exactly how to please a woman.”
“Five to seven years? That seems like…like a long time.” Victoria shifted in her seat and the warm smell of her aroused pussy drifted up to Chain’s nose again.
He felt his shaft grow even harder than it had been before. Gods, he hoped he got to taste her tonight! He wanted to be between her thighs so damn badly lapping her salty-sweet pussy honey right from the source.
“Oh, some of our students decide to stay longer—all their lives, in fact,” Torella explained. “That was why I asked if your student was with you for life. I thought maybe you had taken him on when he was younger and he just decided to stay with you, rather than going back to the general population.”
“You mean, you, uh, let them go—your students—once you feel like they’ve learned enough?” Vicky asked, panting and shifting in her seat as she spoke. The slow teasing way Chain was stroking and lapping her nipples was definitely having an effect on her, he thought with satisfaction.
“Oh certainly—they must breed the next generation.” Lornah said, frowning. “Once a male has passed his final exams and his professor feels he is ready, he is sent back to the regular society of Priima Belle. There he can find himself a wife who can be certain he will please her in every way.”
“It’s an excellent system,” Torella said, smiling at her two students as they continued to pleasure her. “Males are too immature and selfish to be allowed to form permanent attachments until about the age of twenty-six or seven and some are still too immature even then! We don’t release our students until we feel they are ready to please a woman thoroughly and completely and care for any children they might sire. That’s one reason our society here on Priima Belle is so
