But if I tell him that, he’ll know I’m using them, she thought, feeling her cheeks heat with embarrassment. He’ll imagine me wearing one of my outfits or filling my pussy with one of my dildos.
He would probably hear her too. Didn’t everyone say that Kindred had almost superhuman senses? She already knew he could smell her most embarrassing secret—how horny she was on a daily basis. She didn’t need him listening through the paper-thin walls as well while she got herself off!
But he wasn’t going to let her go unless she promised, she realized. The big Kindred seemed prepared to hold her restrained on his lap all night until she gave him her word that she would masturbate until she had an orgasm.
“Okay,” she said at last, knowing she was telling a lie. “I…I’ll do it. I…I’ll try, anyway.”
“Good. That should put us both out of our fucking misery,” Vorn growled. “The hotter you smell, the harder it is to be around you, baby.” Slowly he released his grip on her.
Jodi stood up on shaky legs and turned to face him. Even though she was standing and he was sitting, they were still almost eye-to-eye. He was that huge.
She knew she ought to be angry with him—and part of her still was. He had held her down, talked to her about her intimate sex habits, criticized her relationship, and made her promise to masturbate—if that wasn’t grounds for anger, she didn’t know what was.
But somehow she couldn’t summon the white-hot rage she’d felt earlier. She just felt wobbly on her legs and her pussy was throbbing so hard she had to squeeze her thighs together to try and ease the ache. God, what was wrong with her? Was it the way he had held her down and basically talked dirty to her—fulfilling a fantasy that James had no interest in? Or was it his incredible scent, invading her senses and making her dizzy? Or a combination of the two?
Vorn’s nostrils flared and he inhaled and shook his head. There was a definite lump in the crotch of his tight leather trousers and now that she thought of it, Jodi realized she’d felt his hardness pressing against her ass nearly the whole time he’d been holding her.
“Go take care of yourself, sweetheart,” he told her, frowning. “Do you need the things from your room?”
“N-no,” Jodi shook her head stiffly.
“Fine. Then I’m going to bed,” Vorn said shortly.
“But…but we haven’t had supper yet,” Jodi said inanely. She realized belatedly that she’d completely forgotten about her half-placed order of Chinese food. That phone call seemed like it had been hours ago.
“I’m not hungry for food,” Vorn said darkly.
“You’re not?” Jodi frowned. “What are you saying?”
His nostrils flared again.
“I’m saying you’re not the only one in need right now, little girl. Smelling your sweet little pussy all night has me hard as a rock and I need to take care of business. So if you don’t need anything out of that room, I’ll be going to bed now.”
Oh God, was he really admitting to her that he was going to go into her office and jerk off?
A forbidden image formed in her mind—the huge Kindred lying on the spare-room bed, where she usually got herself off—with a long, thick shaft fisted in his big hand, slowly stroking up and down until he spurted all over his flat belly…
No! Jodi pushed the thought away with effort. She supposed it shouldn’t be surprising that he was admitting he needed to get off when he’d basically made her promise to do the same thing.
“Fine.” She took a step back, crossing her arms protectively over her breasts. “Just…go to bed then.”
“You should too.” He pointed at her. “You promised, remember? You need to take care of that heat right now. Otherwise it’s like putting out a damn beacon for the Varians to find you.”
Jodi felt a twinge of unease. The lizard-like aliens that had attacked her mother’s house had been horrible. Could the big Kindred really be telling the truth? Was her unrequited lust really causing her to make pheromones that made her easier for the alien predators to track her?
Or maybe he just wanted to listen through the wall while she got off and he did the same.
The idea of the two of them getting off at the same time did something strange to her—made her stomach do a fluttery flip and her pussy ache with need.
Jodi did her best to ignore it.
“I’ll go to bed when I’m good and ready,” she snapped instead. “This is still my home, even if I am forced to let you stay here.”
His golden eyes narrowed and he rose swiftly, coming to his towering height of seven feet all in one smooth motion. For a long moment, he just glared down at her.
Jodi glared right back, lifting her chin to meet that golden gaze. For a moment, his scent seemed to intensify. Then he shook his head and stepped around her.
“Good night, little girl,” he growled and headed for the spare room.
“I’ve had about enough of the demeaning nicknames,” Jodi called after him, her hands balled into fists at her hips. “I’m not your ‘sweetheart’ or your ‘baby’ or your ‘little girl,’ you big bastard!”
Vorn turned at the doorway and looked her in the eyes.
“Fine. Goodnight, Josephine,” he said, deliberately using her full name which he knew she hated.
Then, before Jodi could say another thing, he went into the room and closed the door behind him, ending their stand-off—at least for that night.
Twelve
Melinda came back from her shower all rosy-pink and smelling as fresh as a flower. Her long blonde hair was damp and little lovelocks were curling around her face, framing her big blue eyes in a way that nearly stopped Liosh’s heart in his chest.
Gods, she was lovely!
She was wearing a pair
