“Later,” she said firmly, and she licked and stroked and sucked until her big man shuddered in her arms.His hips jerked, driving him deeper, and he groaned.
“Nyree!”he cried out seconds before he came.
She continued, kissing and stroking as she swallowed, pleasure filling her too since this was something she could give him to ease his pain.Finally, she slid back from his softened cock and crawled up the bed to kiss him.He rolled without warning, trapping her beneath him, and she groaned in anticipation.He cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples in the way he’d learned she enjoyed.His hands stroked her body, and he kissed her lips, her neck, the curve of her breasts until she writhed beneath him.
He kissed down her body, finding every sensitive place with his lips and tongue.Her pulse raced, and pleasure roared through her, each delicious touch driving her higher.Tawera parted her legs and nibbled on the soft flesh of her inner thighs.The next moment, he licked along her slit, and her eyes flew open, her body jolting in pleased surprise.
Tawera’s smile was slow and sexy, and it warmed her through from her head to the tips of her toes.
“Do it again,” she whispered, expectation lodged low in her belly.
Satisfaction settled on his face, and he bent to do her bidding.“This spot.”He licked along an edge, barely hitting her clit.“Or here.”
Her fingers settled in his silky black locks.“Right there.”
He gave her one, long luscious lick, and just like that, she soared the heights into orgasm.
Tawera placed a delicate kiss on top of her still pulsing nub before rising to draw her into his arms.He was big and muscular and warm.All hers.
“Did that help with the lingering aches?”she asked, smiling at him.
“I still ache.”His grin turned naughty as he fisted his renewed erection.
“So I see,” she murmured.“We can fix that too, but seriously, do you have a problem all the time, or does it become worse during the full moon then ease?”
“My pain is worse during my moonlust, but with you here, I am whole.Healthy.”
“Me too,” Nyree murmured.“Rollover.”
He stared at her quizzically and did as she ordered.Nyree straddled his hips and guided his cock to her entrance before bearing down.Her pace was unhurried as she sank onto his shaft.
“Nyree,” Tawera whispered, his eyes more golden in the privacy of his bedroom.“That is incredible.”
“Wait, there’s more,” she said, and her grin felt lighthearted and happy.She rolled her hips before rising and sinking again.She rocked while watching Tawera’s handsome, tattooed face.His golden-brown gaze was intense, his enjoyment in doing this with her—making love—palpable, and his pleasure fed her own.Faster and faster, she went until their harsh breaths filled the room.Tawera gripped her hips with his big hands, and his eyes narrowed.
“Nyree, yes,” he whispered, driving his hips upward to meet each of her downward slides.Nyree stroked her clit, and Tawera watched her with his intense gaze.“You are so beautiful.”
“You’re the beautiful one,” she replied, shrugging aside his words.
“People…” He paused and gritted his teeth, his face a mask of masculine satisfaction as he lost control and gave in to his climax.
Nyree stroked her swollen nub and followed him a heartbeat later.She fell forward, boneless, and his muscular arms wrapped around her.Once again, it was like coming home.
“People what?”she asked as they cuddled in the aftermath, their pulses still racing.The thud of his heart comforted her, and she yawned, exhaustion catching up with her.
“When I walk down the street, either with Manu or our other friends or alone, people stare at me.My facial tattoos scare some.A few cross the road instead of walking past me.”
“That’s their problem, not yours,” Nyree said fiercely.“I bet none of our tribe treat you in this way.”
“No.Manu suggested we not tell any except our close friends about the curse and my origins.He said while he trusted most of his people, he didn’t want anyone to slip and spread the truth by mistake.”
“Understandable.”Nyree played with a lock of his hair, the silky strand bringing familiarity and comfort.“Are you going to continue working with Manu and George Taniwha & Sons?”
“Yes, I enjoy the work and the variety, and it allows me to learn.I find I enjoy education.It’s part of the reason I learned to read and write English when the missionaries came to our village.Will you live in my house with me?”
“Yes.”She smiled because now that she was in his arms, it was such a simple decision.She’d forgotten how spending time with Tawera soothed her, and she found his curiosity and his quest for knowledge endlessly fascinating.“I, too, wish to support you and enjoy a future together.”She pushed up on one elbow so she could see his face.“I have a confession.I missed you from the moment you left South Georgia with Manu.Once you left, my mind took me to dark places.I worried you’d find another woman who suited you better.Each day I told myself we were merely friends, and it was too soon for a relationship after Ari.”
Tawera’s brows lifted.“You lied to yourself.”
