“I have some scars.”
"I figured you did, and I don't care. My scars are inside. I don't know how to live and do things. I was trapped for years, and I know nothing. Yet you accept me."
“Of course I do.”
“And I accept you. I don’t know why you aren’t already taken.”
Thario let go a bark of laughter. "Sorry, but few people want a man with missing body parts."
She cupped his face and held his gaze. “You are more than what happened to you.” She shook her head. “But I feel like I’m not really good enough for you.”
Thario shook his head furiously. “I think you are too good for me.”
“I want you.”
Thario took a step back, and disappointment slid through Calla. Had she said something wrong?
“I’m not saying no, but I want to make sure I know what you’re really asking for.”
Heat raced up her neck to her face. She’d read the books from her mother’s stash, and she had been a teenager in high school, giggling with other girls about boys and sex, but it had been years since she’d had any interaction with someone from the opposite sex other than her brother.
She pressed her lips together, hoping she could get this out. “Um, I want to feel your body against mine.”
"I'm not sure you're ready for full-on sex."
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I think I am. I mean, I… Gosh, this is hard to talk about.”
“I want to kiss you and touch you. How about we move slowly, and we’ll see what happens?”
She nodded. “I’d like that.”
"Let me take the dogs out, then I'll put Hope in her kennel. Then we can go into the bedroom."
“Sure.”
Calla went out with Thario and the dogs, excitement buzzing through her. After the dogs did their thing, he put Hope in her kennel and told Frog to chill.
Once in his bedroom with the door shut, he moved closer and kissed her, his hands running over her back to her ass. At one point, he held onto her butt and squeezed both cheeks while he ground against her. The hard ridge of his dick was up against her belly, and the heat in her body seemed to ramp up even more.
When he ended the kiss, he stepped back and removed his shirt. Her gaze roved over his body, taking in the scars, but also how good he looked. He wasn’t bulky, but he still had defined muscles.
Calla reached out and ran her fingers over his chest, down to his belly. He gasped, and her gaze met his.
"You can touch me. It feels good."
She pulled at her shirt, tugging it over her head. Thario’s nostrils flared as he stepped closer. His fingers ran over her belly to just under her breasts. She still had her bra on, but wanted to take it off.
She reached around behind her back to undo the clasp, but Thario took over, unhooking her bra. Then he slowly pulled the straps over her shoulder and down her arms.
His gaze was on her breasts as he licked his lips. Then his gaze lifted, and she thought she might pass out from the look in his eyes.
“Can I?” he asked, and she nodded.
She wasn’t sure what he was going to do, but when his tongue licked over her nipple, she almost lost her ability to stand. He caught her, keeping her upright.
"Oh goodness, that feels so good." She held him close, needing to feel his tongue on her again.
Thario sucked her nipple into his mouth, and she cried out as pleasure shot through her. He ran his hands over her belly and down between her legs. Her hips bucked, and he chuckled around her nipple as he increased the pressure from his hand.
