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All the fight left my body when his lips closed around my nipple as he kept thrusting his fingers in and out of me. My hand found the back of his head, sliding through his hair until it closed around one of his horns. He groaned against my breasts and his teeth grazed at the sensitive skin.

“Ghauro,” I moaned, feeling the pressure build too fast. Toostrong. “Ghauro, I’m gonna—”

My world tilted and I bucked against his hand. My whole body shook in his arms, core clenching in waves around his thick, unmoving fingers as stars started dancing across my vision.

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When I said I wanted to feed you, it was not what I had in my mind…

Ghauro

Her insides squeezed my fingers relentlessly as I kept circling her clitoris with my thumb. The tight hold of her hand around my horn made me want to push my cock into her and have her hold on to me this way with both hands. Why the thought of my tiny human bride, squeezing my cock like she was doing my finger while holding me by the horns was so arousing, I had no clue.

But damn, I was not sure how long I could hold back. How long I could refrain from actually fucking her until she would beg me to stop. To hear her scream and cry my name while I would pleasure her—us.

I needed to bring her back to the shore and take care of myself. My own arousal drove me mad with need, and I could not cum inside of her. Notnow. No matter how much I craved to spill my seed in her womb until it was so full it would drip. How much I wanted my knots to swell and lock me inside her tight heat.

I slowly pulled my fingers out with a growl and let go of her breast, sliding a hand behind her head and crashing her face to mine.

Her lips tasted just as sweet as they did during the mating ceremony. Her tongue, soft and warm, brushed against mine like a caress, sending more blood to my straining length.

“Let’s fill your belly with some food,” I said, carrying her back to the shore, where I had laid out some of the fruits, dried meat and cheese she had enjoyed the night before.

“I’d rather you fill it with something else,” she muttered, bringing her hand back to my shoulder to hold me tighter.

Her adorable frown brought a smile to my face. I nudged her forehead with mine and she let out a grumpy grunt.Fussy.

Now out of the water, she unhooked her legs from my waist and set her feet to the ground. I muffled the sound that tried to come out of my throat when her stomach pressed against my cock and took a careful step back.

“Eat.”

She tilted her head to the side. “Where are you going?”

I looked down at myself before looking away. “I—have not washed yet.”

She must have seen the partial lie in my eyes as she took a step closer. “I can do it,” she said, placing her delicate hands on my chest. “Let me do it.”

“You are afraid of the water,” I tried, knowing full well I was not going to be able to refuse her anything.Except the breeding part. No breeding until I am sure she will stay.

She looked at the shore. At the water nearly reaching our feet where we stood.

“You can sit here.” She pointed behind me. “Enough in the water for me to wash you but not freak out…”

I still needed to go farther and deep enough to take care of my other issue before she made me lose my damn mind and my resolve crumbled.

She took another step, and the feeling of her naked breasts against my chest almost made me lose it. “Please? I want to take care of you, too.”

My throat felt too dry. I gave her a ‘yes’ head motion and turned around, ignoring how tense my shoulder had become. Once the water reached my calves, I sat down, looking at her walking to the sides where some water flowers grew.

She stilled, contemplating the options in front of her. Before she could grab the yellow one her eyes had landed on, I mumbled, “Bakarut.”

She stared at me with a raised eyebrow. “Really? Isn’t it more of a…feminine scent?”

“There are no such things as feminine or masculine scents,” I told her. “As your mate, I will wear your scent.”

It seemed to surprise her. “What if one morning I decide to use…I don’t know, that one,” she said pointing at the yellow epismea.

“Then I will use it too.”