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Chapter 27

HAILEY

For someonewho’d only just learned what kissing was, Brutus was pretty darn skilled at it. I moaned into his mouth as he swept his tongue along mine, my whole body vibrating with need. His cock was large and hard beneath me, and when I shifted on his lap, his shaft slipped between my nether lips, though he didn’t thrust upward.

I still ached for him to fill me up, burned to feel his hugeness inside me. But no matter how desperately I wanted to offer myself to him right now, I knew it wasn’t the proper time. Tomorrow. I could wait one more day. Not even a full day. There was no rule that we couldn’t mate before nightfall. At least I didn’t think there was.

When the kiss ended, we were both left panting. As I fought to catch my breath, I held onto Brutus’s shoulders and lifted myself slightly, just enough so I could undulate my center over his hard cock. The tip of his shaft rubbed over my clit, and I gasped through a sudden spell of dizziness.

He growled and lifted me briefly, then set me upon one of his brawny thighs. He spread his legs wider, and when I glanced down, I could easily glimpse his hardness in the water, thanks to the sun-moss brightly illuminating the alcove.

Placing a finger beneath my chin, he said, “Touch me, sweet human.”

I reached down and grasped his thick cock in one hand, not quite managing to curl my fingers all the way around it. His head fell back, and he hissed through his teeth, and as I stroked his length, his thigh tensed and quivered under my butt.

He was a seven-foot-tall muscular beast, and likely one of the strongest members of his tribe, if notthestrongest. He could force me and I wouldn’t be able to stop him. He could bend me over the side of the spring and take me. If he wanted to. But I trusted he wouldn’t take me before I agreed.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow, at some point in the day, I would remove my clothing, turn onto my hands and knees, and offer myself to Brutus. For mating. Heat flowed in my veins as I imagined him mounting me from behind. He’d promised to be gentle, promised he would be mindful of my smaller size. I trusted he wouldn’t break that promise, and I trusted he wouldn’t hurt me.

I squeezed his cock harder, and his growls echoed off the alcove walls. His nostrils flared as he lifted me from the spring. He set me on the ledge, pushed my legs apart, and promptly buried his face between my thighs. My lips parted on a soundless gasp, and I reached for his head, threading my fingers through his soft fur.

His movements torturously slow, he licked my slit up and down. I moaned and tried to thrust my center against his mouth, but it was difficult while seated on the edge of the spring with his hands firmly planted on my thighs as he held me open.

Gradually, he increased the speed of his caresses upon my nether parts, spending more and more time on my clit. But not long enough. I whimpered and tightened my fingers in his fur. A low rumble left him. Not a growl, but a chuckle.

“Brutus,” I said in a pleading tone. “Please. I-I can’t take anymore. Stop teasing me. I need…”

Before I could complete my sentence, he swirled his tongue firmly over my clit, causing me to shatter as a roaring wave of pleasure descended, stealing my breath and blurring my vision. I shut my eyes and reveled in the euphoric sensation, my toes curling in the water, my fingers tightening further in his fur.

He sat back in the water, his hands still clutching my thighs, as he peered appreciatively at my pussy. When he leaned in to kiss me, I tasted myself on his lips.

As he glided his tongue into my mouth, I heard him creating a lather with a bar of soap, and I flushed as I wondered what he planned to do next.

When I felt his soapy hands upon my breasts, I received my answer.

Arching into his touch, I whimpered as he paid special attention to my nipples. He withdrew from our kiss and continued soaping up my body, grabbing a clean washcloth and running it up and down my arms, and over my stomach and my breasts.

Lifting me, he placed me back in the water and proceeded to caress every inch of my body with the soapy cloth. As he worked, I was very aware of the fact that he’d pleasured me, but I hadn’t yet satisfied his needs. Soon, I promised myself. I would take him in my mouth soon, and I would attempt to swallow every last drop of his minty seed. I flushed at the thought as anticipation tightened in my core and tingles raced down my spine.

At last, he tossed the cloth aside and guided me deeper into the spring, where the water wasn’t soapy. He scooped large handfuls of water over my body, rinsing me off, a look of reverence softening his handsomely rugged features as he finished bathing me. Then I watched in fascination as he closed his eyes, placed his hands upon the surface of the water, and all the suds in the spring suddenly vanished. The sun-moss in the cavern glowed more intensely for a split second before returning to its usual radiance.

His healing energies. I should’ve known. Until now, it had never occurred to me that he was the reason the water in the hot spring was always fresh and clear. How extraordinary. I envied his powers, and I found myself wondering what sorts of gifts our children would be born with. Would they follow in their father’s footsteps when it came to their healing gifts?

My heart skipped a beat as our eyes locked, and not for the first time in his presence, I felt as though the world had stopped spinning. His gaze was so tender as he stroked a hand through my hair, his other hand going to my ass, that my throat burned with emotion.

“I know we haven’t yet become lifemates, Hailey,” he said, “but I feel like a heart-bond is already forming between us.” He placed a hand over his heart. “I can feel you, sweet human.Right here.”

My breath hitched.

A heart-bond.

The Montikaan equivalent of love.

His confession stunned me to the depths of my being. He was falling in love with me. And I decided this was the perfect moment to tell him the secret I’d been keeping.

“Brutus,” I said, “perhaps I should’ve told you this already, but I-I dreamed about you. For two full months before I met you, I dreamed about you every night.”

Chapter 28

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