“Mmm,” she moaned, spine arching under my hand as she loosely clutched my arm and let out a shaky breath that drew my eyes to her breasts, just out of reach behind the thin shirt she wore.The only thing she wore, I now realized, as delicate, soft folds slid along my bare thigh.
There was nothing between us but my loincloth.
A problem easily remedied if she continued to move like that.I watched, awestruck and hungry and she moved against me, using my thigh to pleasure herself, her eyes closed, mouth open, totally uninhibited.
“Maybe, I was,” she gasped, a shudder rolling through her that made my ears pin back as I struggled not to thrust against her and lose myself before I’d completed my tasks.No turoch would accept releasing before his female had been properly gentled.
I tightened my hold on her rear and hauled her closer, jolting another soft moan from her at the extra pressure.
“You were what?”I asked, distracted by the way her chest heaved beneath the black fabric hiding her body.The shirt was now an obstacle, and enemy in my path.I glared at it.
“I was dreaming of y-OU!”her low whisper transformed into a yelp as I ripped the front of the shirt off her and tossed the offending fabric over my shoulder.
“Tovis!”she laughed, the roll of her hips stilling and her breasts bounced as she giggled and dug her fingers into the muscle of my arm.
I grinned at her, hoping she could see the expression in the dark.
“It was hiding these pretty breasts from me,” I teased, eyeing her hardened nipples with barely exaggerated hunger.“It deserved to die.”
“Well, you killed it,” she laughed.“It won’t live to commit that crime again.”
“It was a crime,” I growled, pinching one nipple lightly and smiling at the way her hips jolted forward, like she couldn’t help but pleasure herself on me.Was there any sight more beautiful than my mate, breasts heaving, eyes heavy, legs clamped around my own?
I doubted it.
I bent down, licking up the underside of her full breast and circling the pebbled flesh of her nipple, grinning at the low whine that escaped her as I teased around the sensitive bud.
“The real question,” I said, letting my lips brush over the very tip of her nipple as I spoke.“The one I need you to answer honestly, before I take this further...”
She writhed against me, one hand tangling in my hair and trying to drag me to her breast and force my head down to where I nuzzled her.
“The gentling?”she asked shakily.“Forever?”
I laughed, breath skating over her skin and if possible, the desperate skin puckered tighter as if begging for my mouth.
“No,” I murmured, rolling my hips to meet her next thrust and forcing a moan from her open mouth.
“No?”she asked, her voice pitching up with confusion and need.“No?Then what?”
“I want to do this right,” I whispered, nipping at the top of her breast, and licking the sting away.“I want you to look back on our gentling and see it as proof that I will always put you first, always take care of you, always provide for your every need.”
Her fingers tightened in my hair, and she hauled my head up, eyes softening as she gazed down at me.
“I do believe that, I swear I do.Any question you have I’ll answer honestly.I want you to believe I feel the same way.”
Her words were so heartfelt and perfect, I almost felt bad for teasing her.Not bad enough to stop though.
“Then there is one thing I must ask, one answer I need before we complete our mating and live as one and build a life together.”
Her brows furrowed and she bit her lip.
“You’re making me nervous, just ask.”
I pressed my lips together and summoned every thread of control to keep back my smile.Looking into her eyes, I stroked a finger down her cheek and poured all the affection and devotion I felt for Jessa into my voice.
“Will you need me to sexually satisfy your feet, as well as the rest of you?”
She stared at me, her expression of concern and sincerity turning so blank, that for moment I’d worried I’d broken her mind with my absurdity.
