Purity (Pure and Tainted) (30 page)

“Will it help? I mean, will your mouth be more intense than your
hands?”

“You be the judge.” The large hand that was cupping her mound slid
up to stroke one of her breasts instead. K moaned breathlessly when he pinched
the tight little nub of her nipple—Purity but it felt good!

But the very next moment, Boone replaced his hand with his mouth.

K gasped and wove her fingers through his hair when he sucked her
nipple deeply into his hot, wet mouth and laved it with his tongue. Sharp
little sparks of pleasure coursed through her, running straight from her breast
to the spot between her thighs.

“Boone!” she moaned as he sucked her hard, taking the sensitive
tip of her breast as deeply into his mouth as he could.
Boone!”

Just when she felt she couldn’t bear it anymore, he released her
throbbing nipple and went for the other one. K gave a little cry and arched her
back, offering her bare breasts more fully, acknowledging his mastery of her
body. She had no idea how it was that Boone seemed to know exactly what she
needed but he certainly did.

“Well?” he said at last, after releasing her nipple. “What do you
say, darlin’? Will you let me taste you?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, Boone, I want you to.”

“Good. Because I want to so damn bad, baby. Want to lick your
sweet little pussy until you come for me.”

“Boone,” she whispered, meeting his eyes which were focused
intently on her face. “I…like that. Like it when you tell me what you want to
do to me.”

He gave her another lazy grin. “You like dirty talk, huh? Who
would have thought it?”

“I wouldn’t have,” K admitted. “But…I do. I don’t know why.”

“Because that’s part of it.”
He kissed her nipple again, gently
this time, and then looked up at her. “Expressing what you want—hearing what
the other person wants. It’s a give and take, K, like everything else.”

“But I’ve never learned how to give
or
take,” she whispered.

“Don’t worry, baby,” he murmured. “Didn’t I promise to teach you?
Now just relax and let me make you come.”

Boone pressed his lips between her breasts and then continued down
her body, planting hot, sucking kisses at random places on her quivering belly
until K felt like she might scream. The need was growing in her again but she
had a feeling that even if it hadn’t been, she wouldn’t have wanted Boone to
stop. His mouth on her simply felt too good.

“Slowly now,” he said when he got to her mound. “Want to take a
little time to savor this.”

“But Boone…” K’s entire body felt tense with unfulfilled need.
“Please, I need it now!”

“Uh-uh, can’t rush it. Need to take it slow.” He placed a gentle
kiss at the top of her mound, right where the tiny patch of black curls now
grew.

K shivered as she felt his warm breath blowing over the sensitive
area.

“Please!”

“Would you like to watch?” He looked up at her, a little smile
playing around the corners of his mouth. “Want to see me taste you, K?”

K opened her mouth to say no and then remembered how much more
intense it had been when she watched him touching her.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I…yes, all right.”

“Good.” Boone grabbed one of the embroidered pillows from the head
of his sleeping platform and placed it carefully under her rear. The pillow
elevated her sex, making K feel incredibly exposed, especially when Boone
spread her legs, causing the lips of her sex to open like the petals of a
flower.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, placing a soft kiss at the top of her slit.
“So ripe and sweet and ready.
The Goddess of Fertility’s
got nothing on you, darlin’. Now watch while I spread you open and kiss you.
Watch while I taste your pussy.”

The forbidden words sent another shiver of desire through her and
K watched, her hands clenched into fists and her lower lip caught between her
teeth as Boone spread her gently and placed a hot, open mouthed kiss right on
her throbbing clit.

“Oh!” K gasped and her hips bucked, as though they had a mind of
their own.

Boone gave a low chuckle. “You like that, huh? Well how about
this?”

Leaning down, he licked her—a long, slow stroke that started at
the bottom of her slit and slid upward, bathing her aching clit in heat and
sensation.

“Boone!” K grabbed for his broad shoulders which were splitting
her wide. Purity, how could he do this to her? How could he get such an
immediate, intense reaction from her body with just a few kisses and licks? And
yet, as Boone continued to taste her, she had to admit he could. And she never
wanted him to stop.

“Easy, baby,” he murmured, kissing her again. “Take it slow. Let
it build. The more you hold it off, the more intense it’ll be when you finally
come.”

K clutched at his shoulders. “I don’t want to take it slow! I want
it
now.”

“Of course you do.” He gave her a teasing smile and bent to lick
her, another slow slide from bottom to top, bathing her sex with his heat. It
was amazing but not quite enough to get her where she needed to go.

K felt like she was going to scream. “Please,” she begged
shamelessly. “Boone,
please.”

“Please what, baby? Please do this?” Without warning he sucked her
clit between his lips and began to torture it sweetly, just as he had her
nipples earlier.

K let out a sharp little cry and moved her hands from his
shoulders to his thick thatch of spiky brown hair. At the same time, her hips
were pressing up, tilting her pelvis toward him to try and get more, to take
all he had to give.

Boone seemed to understand her wordless encouragement because he
redoubled his efforts on her sensitive button. K could feel his hot tongue
bathing her, laving her swollen little bud one minute and lashing it the next.
He didn’t seem to mind the way she was pulling his hair either which was good—K
was pretty sure she couldn’t have stopped even if she wanted to. She bucked her
hips up and squeezed her inner thighs around his face. The wire in her lower
belly was winding tight again, threatening to snap at any time.

Then, just as the pleasure was reaching its peak, she felt
something new. Two long, strong fingers slid down to the entrance of her sex
and paused there for a split second before sliding deeply into her.

K gasped and jerked, completely undone by the forbidden sensation.
Penetration—contamination of the highest level.
It was
unthinkable…and
exactly
what she
needed.

As Boone pulled back and thrust in again, hitting the end of her
channel with the broad, blunt tips of his fingers while he lapped her clit, K felt
herself coming, coming so hard she saw stars behind her eyes and she couldn’t
catch her breath.

“Boone!”
His name was a prayer on her
lips—she wailed it with abandon as she writhed against his mouth. Boone stayed
with her, riding out her wild bucking as he continued to lap her slick folds
and thrust even deeper with his fingers.

K pulled his hair and scratched his shoulders. She bit her lower
lip until it bled. The pleasure was so much more this time—so
intense.
It was like nothing she’d ever
experienced before and she never wanted it to end.

But somehow, it did.

Finally she lay back, panting, her body feeling limp and
completely wrung out. K couldn’t remember ever feeling so relaxed, so
deliciously exhausted. When Boone untangled himself from her legs and lay
beside her on the bed, she turned to cuddle close to him.

“Boone,” she murmured. “That was amazing…incredible. How did you
learn something like that?”

His deep laughter rumbled through her. “Well, I had a girlfriend
who couldn’t get off any other way. So I guess you could say that practice
makes perfect.”

“A girlfriend?”
K felt suddenly tight inside. “Is
that like a mate?
A wife?”

“
Take
it easy, darlin’, it was a long
time ago,” he assured her. “Gloria and I went our separate ways years before I
ever met you.”

K propped herself up on one elbow and looked at him.

“So…you only do it for the female’s benefit?
For
my benefit?
I mean, it brings you no pleasure?”

“Hell no, darlin’, it brings me plenty of pleasure,” Boone assured
her. “Holding you down, lapping your sweet pussy and hearing you moan my
name—that’s hot. Damn hot. I get plenty of pleasure from it.”

“But not enough to have a release.”

“Well…
me
having a release wasn’t really
the point.” Boone shifted and K felt something hot and hard brush her thigh.

“But you could have one, right?” Curiously, she reached down and
cupped the rigid lump in the palm of her hand. It was quite large and seemed to
throb in her grip.

Boone made a strangled sound. “Easy there, sweetheart! That’s a
pretty sensitive area you’re manhandling there.
Or
woman-handling, in this case.”

“That’s your shaft, right?” K looked at him with curiosity. “I’ve
never seen an erect one—may I look?”

“I don’t think that would be such a good idea right now.” Gently,
Boone reached down and disengaged her hand.

“Why not?”
K demanded. “You’ve seen all of me
naked.”

“Yes, but if both of us get naked together…I think we agreed we
should avoid that, didn’t we?”

His words brought back Vanja’s warning and K sobered at once.

“Boone,” she said, “What are we going to do?”

He propped himself up on one elbow and sighed.
“About
what?”

“About…
everything.
The third phase of my cycle…getting
off this benighted planet…rescuing your sister.
What are we going to do?”

Boone sat up and rubbed a hand over his face. “Well, let’s start
with the easiest first. My sister is taken care of.”

“What?
How?”
K demanded.

“Your mother—uh, the Empress informed me that she has several
captured Purist ships in the docking bay here. She’s going to have a team of
her soldiers go in posing as Purists and bring Shayla home.”

“But that will never work,” K protested. “Even if they had skinsuits—which
I’m sure they don’t—they don’t know the codes, the protocol, the passwords…”

“I’m not very happy about it either,” Boone admitted. “But I don’t
know what I can say since it’s pretty much what I was going to do myself.”

“No, you were going in prepared. You have a fourth level Paladin
with you—one who knows exactly what she’s doing,” K said fiercely. “The
soldiers here, they’re useless fops.
Idiots.
Don’t
trust them with your sister’s life, Boone.”

He spread his hands. “All right then, what am I supposed to do?”

“To start with we have to get out of here.” K sat up, the sheet
pooling in her lap. “Are there as many guards outside your door as there are
mine?”

“Probably more,” Boone said grimly. “I made the mistake of going
to the Empress and telling her that I love you and that I won’t leave you.”

K’s heart beat harder in her chest for some reason. “And…and what
did she say?” she whispered.

Boone scrubbed a hand over his face again. “She said that you were
home now and she’d take care of things. Basically she told me to forget about
you.”

K felt her stomach lurch. “What did you tell her? Could you do
that?”

“Never.”
Boone cupped her face in his hands
and stared earnestly into her eyes. “I know we haven’t known each other long K but,
well, I feel like you’re a part of me now. I can’t let you go.”

Something in K’s chest loosened. “I…I’m glad about that,” she admitted
in a low voice.

“Mmm-hmm.”
For a long time Boone held her
eyes with his. Was he waiting for her to say she loved him? Did she? K wasn’t sure.
She still didn’t even know what love meant. Finally she was able to tear her
gaze away and Boone released her face gently.

She cleared her throat. “So then…how are we going to get out of
here?” She looked around. “The secret passage runs all through the palace—I
think they made it in case of a siege.”

“Darlin’, there’s no way I’m going to fit in there,” Boone said.
“You could barely get out of it yourself and you’re a hell of a lot smaller
than I am.”

“Yes, I guess you’re right,” K said reluctantly. “All right, then
we’ll have to gas the guards and run for it. We’ll wait until it gets dark—”

“K…” Boone put a hand on her arm. “I know you don’t want to hear
this but…maybe we shouldn’t leave. Not yet.”

“What?” She frowned at him. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about the fact that by tomorrow morning you’re going
to need to have sex—multiple times,” Boone said in a low voice. “And darlin’,
I’m afraid I won’t be able to help you. Not as many times as you need to be
helped—it just isn’t possible for someone without Erian DNA.”