She shifts slightly, completely trusting,completely mine.
I shouldn’t.
But my hand is already reaching, spreading the slick warmth across her hip. Then her stomach. The curve of her ribs.
Another bead forms. I collect it and massage it into the soft skin of her inner thigh.
She sighs, nestling closer to me.
My hand trembles as it moves lower between her thighs, where she’s still slick from earlier.
This is wrong. She’s asleep. Even with permission, this feels?—
But I can’t stop.
My fingers part her so gently.
I collect more kaersin—there’s so much, I can’t seem to stop producing it—and slowly I press inside.
She makes a small sound.
I freeze, stilling my fingers, barely breathing.
Her legs drop open, her body accepting me like it was made entirely for this purpose.
Mine, the beast snarls.Fill her with our scent. Make sure nothing else can ever touch what’s ours.
I work the kaersin deeper, massaging it into her inner walls. Marking her where no one else will ever reach. Where only I belong.
More beads. I collect them all, pressing them inside again and again.
Until she’s full of me, until my scent is so deep inside her, nothing could wash it away.
When there’s finally nothing left, when I’ve given her every last drop, I carefully withdraw my fingers.
My chest heaves—shame and satisfaction battling inside me.
She’ll smell like me for days. Inside and out. Completely claimed.
“Mmm... Andrik...” She murmurs, a small smile curving her lips.
She may not know what I just did, but her body does.
I pull her close, tucking her against my chest.
Forgive me, thal’morin.I press a kiss to her temple.I couldn’t help myself.
I hold her through the night, thanking every God I know that she's mine. That she chose me. That after lifetimes of solitude, she finally came home.
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I told myself I'd stay away tonight, but the ache was unbearable. Something beyond my control dragged me through the snow until I found myself standing outside his cabin—where she is. My little Dove.
I wipe the condensation from the contact mic and press it closer to the glass. My breath fogs over the cold surface.
