He would earn her forgiveness first.
He would kneel if she asked.
Bleed if she required it.
Wait as long as her heart demanded.
Sol stirred in her sleep again, and he could feel her dream catching heat and causing the temperature in the space to rise.
Sex was playing out in her mind now. Pyrran just wondered if she was dreaming about all three of them together or just her and Korin.
Sol’s lips parted, and she made a soft sound—half sigh, half moan.
Pyrran's entire body went rigid.
In his sleep, Korin groaned and his hips pressed forward to answer to their mate's need.
Her arousal rose in the air.
Gods above.
Pyrran breathed it in and his cock throbbed. He wanted to move closer. Wanted to press his nose to the curve of where she was warm and wet.
He wanted to lick her there and make her moan as she woke up.
He wanted to fuck her.
Wanted to roll her onto her back, spread her thighs, and bury himself so deep inside her that she'd forget every stupid thing that he’d done.
I could just wait for the full ripening. Would that be enough?
It was already beginning, and whether she liked it or not, he was her mate and she would be wet for him too.
Her body was preparing itself for her mates.
Stop. Think of how to fix this before the ripening. There’s got to be a way.
Slowly, carefully, Pyrran pulled himself out of bed. The mattress shifted slightly, but Sol didn't wake.
Korin pulled her closer, and she burrowed deeper into his warmth.
The ache in Pyrran’s chest deepened.
She'd been sleeping for days. Waking only briefly to drink the tea they brought her and eat small bites of food. She’d let Korin clean her once before she drifted back into sleep.
That was normal after a first shift. The body needed time to recover and adjust to the new form.
Sol might sleep for a few more days.
And when she woke, she'd need comfort, warmth, and the presence of her mates to reassure her that she was safe.
But Pyrran couldn't give her that.
Not yet.
Not when she still flinched every time his hand got too close.
I need to earn her trust and. . .perhaps I have a way to do that before the ripening finishes.
