His movements were jerky, not smooth, when he returned to shaping the dagger and silence fell again, as Beks prepared another water crystal in the stone.
When she was finished with her task and was letting it cool, Lihvan could feel her eyes on him.She wasn’t shy about it and Lihvan found that he liked her boldness.His flesh prickled in awareness as her gaze traveled over him, flitting from his face to his bare chest, his shoulders, his arms, his thighs…between his thighs.When her eyes settled there, Lihvan could pick up the subtle shift in her breathing, could see her shifting her legs from her position near the fire.
Lihvan stared at his hands as they shaped the stone.It was then that he knew his control was doomed.He couldn’t be this near to her, smell her, see her without eventually breaking.To think that he could had been foolish.
“Can I ask you something?” came her husky voice.
Lihvan swallowed.When he looked up at her, his Instinct called to him.It said:
-Mate.Fuck.Possess.-
“Tev,” he said quietly, voice darkening, her arousal beginning to register.
“Are you attracted to me?” she asked, her gaze level, observing quietly, even though her lips were flushed red.“Or do I look too strange to you?”
Dangerous ground, he thought.“We do not look so different.”
“And yet we do.”
“Why do you ask me this?” he asked, his mood turning slightly sour because he knew he would lose this battle of wills.And losing was something that Lihvan wasn’t used to…but he would gladly learn with this female, he realized.
“Because your cock is always hard,” she said, bluntly, and Lihvan felt a thrill of shock and lust twirl inside him.“But you don’t seem to want to do anything about it.At least with me.I can’t get a read on you because sometimes I think you are attracted to me, but sometimes I think you’re not.Is it because I’m not a…a Luxirian?”
“Nix,” Lihvan burst out roughly, feeling that spiral coming on as disbelief plagued him.
His female didn’t think he was attracted to her.
That was not something that he could fathom.Perhaps he had done this all wrong.Perhaps he should’ve claimed her, should’ve made his needs and lusts clear from the moment he saw her.Instead, he’d tried to hold back, tried to be an honorable Luxirian warrior, tried to give her space—or himself space—so that the inevitable separation would be easier.
Lihvan didn’t know how much more he could take.
“So which is it?Because if you’re not attracted to me, then I—I understand.And I won’t come on so strong, I promise.My best friend always said I was too flirty for my own good,” she continued, watching him.
“Flirty?” he grunted.
“Yeah…with men.I don’t mean to most of the time, but I do things without thinking on occasion.”
All of Lihvan’s breath left him and he growled, hackles rising as her meaning became clear.His jealousy pulsed in time with his cock and Beks looked at him in surprise, lips parted.
“With…males,” he repeated, his voice unrecognizable.
The thought ofhisfemale with other males, even human ones, made both him and his Instinct want to roar.He wanted to track down every last male that had beenflirtywith her and rip them into a thousand pieces.
“Lihvan?”
He was growling now, his muscles growing, expanding.The sensible part of him worried that he might frighten his mate with his jealousy, but when he scented her spiked arousal, it put his mind at ease.
Which gave his less sensible part free reign.
In an instant, Lihvan lunged for her, tossing his not even half-finished weapon to the ground.His female gave a little squeak of surprise when he caught her around the waist, pinning her to the ground of the cave.She looked up at him with wide eyes when he pressed his lower half into her body, between her splayed thighs.He groaned when he perceived her heat and then rasped, “Does this feel like I am not attracted to you, female?”
“N—no,” came her shuddered, half-choked whisper and Lihvan inhaled another wave of her arousal, fueling his own.He rocked his hips against her, building up a friction between them, and he wanted to toss his head back and roar at the pleasure.“Ohhhh,” his female moaned and Lihvan had never felt so much satisfaction.Not even when he’d been granted his rank.
“Let me show you how attracted I am to you,luxiva,” he growled, grabbing the hem of his tunic that shielded her body from view.He yanked it over her breasts, his Instinct purring at the sight.Full and round and lush.
“Oh my God,” she gasped when he suckled on one of her pebbled nipples.They had been driving him to madness every time he’d caught a glimpse of them puckering his tunic.He lashed one with his tongue, his breaths harsh and eager against her warm flesh, before switching to the other.“Oh yes!”
Leaving her breasts, his Instinct guided him down between her legs, anticipation running high.Rixavox had once told him that he loved licking a female’s cunt, that it brought the female great pleasure.Even though Lihvan knew he couldn’t mate her fully—not without claiming her as his until the span they passed from this life—he wanted to bring Beks pleasure.He wanted to feast on her arousal until it became a part of him.
