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I couldn’t stop staringat his big, hard cock.

Heated desire swept through me, and I couldn’t stop shifting in place. I needed relief. Badly. But I wasn’t ready to fully mate with Brutus. Not yet.

Yes, I was totally down to fuck, but from what I understood, Montikaans didn’t do casual sex.

But did they screw around?

Go to second or third base?

My pulse skittered at the thought.

I swallowed hard and met his glowing eyes. The steady patter of the rain and the darkening forest made for a romantic setting on the screened-in porch. And despite the cool breeze, the heat that radiated from Brutus’s huge, muscular body kept me plenty warm.

“If you stay with me, Hailey,” he said, cupping my face in one hand, “You won’t have to return to the war-torn human world. I will keep you safe on the mountainside, and I will treasure you until the end of my days. Mate with me. Offer yourself to me.” He nodded at the porch floor, as though he hoped I would strip off my yoga pants and get on my hands and knees right at this very second.

“What if we… touched one another instead?” I asked in a breathless tone. His face was so close to mine that I half-wondered if he meant to kiss me, even though I’d never seen any of his people kiss one another. Maybe that was a human custom I could teach him.

“Touched one another?” His voice was a deep rumble that vibrated straight to my feminine core, causing the blissful quakes between my thighs to come faster.

“We could, um, explore one another’s bodies,” I said, feeling a bit wicked. It suddenly struck me that he was a virgin—this big Sasquatch chief had never lain with another female before—and here I was attempting to corrupt him.

The glow in his eyes increased and he gave an eager nod. “Explore one another’s bodies,” he repeated. “Does that mean I can touch you? I can stroke the wetness I can smell between your legs?”

A little whimper left me when his large hand curled around my upper thigh, his fingers oh so close to my aching center. “Yes, that’s what I mean.”

He burrowed his face in my hair and breathed deep, another sexy growl escaping him. I quivered with anticipation,so breathless I was starting to feel lightheaded. I’d never felt so wanton, so desperately aroused in my entire life. The need to experience Brutus’s touch was so great that I found myself spreading my thighs and undulating my crotch toward his hand. I whimpered as his fingers finally—finally—drifted to my aching center.

Another deep growl, and he dragged his lips along my neck. When his tongue darted out and he licked me, I boldly placed a hand on his thick, muscular thigh, my hand very close to his raging hard-on.

“Mm, sweet human, I can feel your arousal soaking through your pants.” His tongue was warm and wet on my neck, and fuck if this wasn’t the most erotic moment of my life thus far, getting licked by a big, sexy Sasquatch.

I flushed as I imagined him licking other parts of me.

“Touch me.” His voice was deep and raspy. “Touch me and feel the proof of my desire for you, sweet human.”

Chapter 19

BRUTUS

Hailey curledher tiny hand around my cock and gave it a tentative squeeze. I released a growl of pleasure and continued stroking between her thighs overtop her pants, though I hoped she would agree to remove her clothing soon. Carnal urges surged through me at the prospect of stroking her bare pussy, and the increasing scent of her arousal kept making my mouth water.

I wanted to bury my face between her thighs and lap at her wetness until she screamed in ecstasy. Perhaps I would even push a finger inside her core as I licked her folds.

Though I’d never shared any intimacies with a female before, I’d glimpsed mating pairs from my tribe copulating in the forest, and more than once I’d witnessed both the males and females crying out in pleasure. I hoped this knowledge, along with the natural instincts humming in my blood, would guide me in adequately pleasing my future mate. My sweet Hailey.

I groaned as she caressed my firm shaft, squeezing harder as she rubbed up and down. Her little moans and whimpers drove me wild, and I increased the pressure as I stroked my fingers along her center. Her essence had soaked through her pants, and I brought my hand to my nose and took a long inhale, savoring the delectable scent of her. Her eyes widened as she watched me, and an endearing blush stole over her features. Her wavy hair shifted over her shoulders as she leaned closer, her face tilted upward as I returned my hand to her crotch. Shock vibrated through me when she pressed her lips to mine.

I froze at the enjoyable sensation of her mouth against mine. She moved her lips slightly, and I mimicked her movements. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, and I growled as my blood heated and my whole body sweltered with primal need. My pulse roared in my ears, and I drank her in, savoring her taste as I tangled my tongue with hers.

Passion flared between us, and I pressed my lips more firmly to hers, delving my tongue deeper into her mouth. She squealed and I instantly pulled away, fearing I’d hurt her. I peered at her with concern, only for her to say, “Brutus, that was the best kiss ever.”

“Kiss?” I repeated.

“Yes, that was called a ‘kiss.’ Human couples kiss one another to express affection.”

“I like kissing you,” I said.

“I like kissing you, too, big guy.”

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