Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
So they said goodbye and she promised her aunt she would come over for lunch the next day. Then, trying to walk normally despite the way she felt so swollen and hot between her legs, she left and went back to her own suite with Wraith beside her.
16
WRAITH
Wraith could tell something was bothering his little Elite. Towards the end of Last Meal she had gotten quieter and more withdrawn and now she was walking almost as though she was in pain. He wanted to ask her what was wrong, but he got the impression that she wanted to keep whatever was bothering her private, so he said nothing and only followed her into her suite.
Once they got inside, she went straight to the bathing chamber again. Wraith paced outside the door for what felt like a long time, waiting for her and wondering what was going on. Was she all right in there? It made him nervous to have her out of his sight—what if the demon came back and grabbed her while he was trying to give her privacy? Part of him wanted to float through the door and check on her but he didn’t want to lose her trust. He didn’t want to—
A little cry from the other side of the door erased all doubts from his mind and he came charging through the door, drawing his sword as he did.
What he found, though, wasn’t what he’d expected. He’d been sure he would see the demonic entity trying to steal Hanna away. Instead he found her with her panties down and one hand between her legs. There was an agonized look on her face and tears in her eyes.
“Hanna? What’s wrong, little one?” Wraith frowned, his sword in one hand. “I heard a cry—it sounded like you were in pain.”
“Oh my God!” Her cheeks went red and she began scrambling to pull up her panties.
Wraith stopped her by coming to put a hand on her arm. The minute he touched her, the physical world became more real for him and he understood what was going on.
The scent of a female in need reached his nose—a hot, almost desperate fragrance that made his cock go immediately hard. But the embarrassed, pained look on Hanna’s face was enough to stop him from getting too excited.
“Little one?” he murmured, ducking down to look into her eyes. “What’s wrong? Please tell me.”
“It…it’s so embarrassing,” she whispered, looking down at her hands.
“There’s no need to be embarrassed with me,” Wraith assured her gently. “Whatever it is, you can tell me and I won’t judge you—I swear it.”
“It…it’s this damn lust curse!” she burst out at last. “It’s making me crazy! I’ve never been so hot in my life but I can’t do anything about it!”
Wraith had thought it might be something like that, but he’d assumed she could deal with the effects of the curse on her own with self-pleasure. However, that didn’t appear to be the case.
“Tell me more,” he said gently. “Why can’t you help yourself?”
“Because no matter how much I touch myself, I can’t come!” Hanna exclaimed. “Believe me, I’ve tried everything. And it just keeps getting worse. It’s making me so sensitive that I can’t even stand to try anymore—not that it was doing me any good,” she added bitterly.
“Let me see,” Wraith said, kneeling in front of her.
“What? No!” She kept one hand firmly over her mound, her eyes going wide.
Wraith looked up at her.
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me see the problem. Would you rather go to the Med Center?”
Hanna went pale.
“No! No, I don’t want that!”
“Then let me see,” Wraith repeated patiently. “Maybe I can help you with the curse. I know a thing or two about them, since I’m under one myself,” he added dryly.
This seemed to finally convince Hanna because she reluctantly moved her hand. What she revealed made him shake his head in sympathy.
Her soft little pussy lips were dark pink and swollen with need and when Wraith framed her mound with his hands and gently parted the outer lips, he saw that inside she was looking just as needy. Her little clit stood out like a pink pearl—obviously desperate for attention. But it was very clear by the way she was wincing away even from his gentle touch that the attention she needed couldn’t be given manually.
Luckily, he thought he had a solution.
He looked up at her.
“So you’ve been trying to achieve a release all this time?”
She nodded miserably.
“I think if I could just come, I’d feel better! But I can’t—nothing I’m doing is working, even though I’ve tried and tried.”
“I don’t want you to try anymore,” Wraith told her. “I think I know what can help you, but you’ll have to trust me. Do you?”
Hanna nibbled her lower lip.