Page 17 of Sweet Giant

Her arousal lingered in the air, and I took several deep inhales, savoring the feminine essence of her, imagining what the slickness between her thighs would look like. A growl of longing escaped my chest. I hadn’t anticipated how delicious she would smell or how intensely I would crave a taste of her.

If I marched upstairs and offered to pleasure her with my tongue, how would she react? What if I promised I wouldn’t attempt to claim her yet? What if I promised toonlytouch her with my tongue?

My shaft hardened further, and before I consciously reached a decision, I found myself at the top of the stairs. I followed her scent to a closed door and knocked, thankful that I knew about the human custom of knocking on doors.

“I’m trying to sleep!” Liv called in an agitated tone.

I doubted she’d had a chance to crawl into bed yet, but I refrained from calling out her fib. “Please permit me to come in,” I said. “I wish to speak with you. I would like to make you an offer.” I held my breath as I waited for her response.

Relief filled me when her footsteps sounded on the floor, and a short time later, the door was thrust open. She stood before me with her auburn hair smoother and longer than before, as though she’d just finished grooming herself. She’d also changed into a sleeping ensemble that covered nearly all her skin but clung to her body and accentuated her tempting curves. Her breasts looked exquisite, full and firm, with the outline of her hardened nipples clearly visible.

“Well,” she said, tapping a foot lightly on the floor, “tell me about this offer. Have you decided to return to your home? Perhaps to look for a mate elsewhere?”

“As I have already told you, sweet mate, I will not leave you.” I leaned closer and breathed deep of her scent. Still aroused. I emitted a low growl of pleasure, which caused her to back into the room.

I followed her step for step. Her breath hitched in her throat and the growing slickness between her thighs made me crazed with desire.

“What’s the offer, then?” she whispered in a shaky tone, her face flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

“I can detect your arousal, sweet Liv,” I said with a deep, demonstrative inhale, “and the intoxicating scent is making me eager to taste you. Making me eager to lick the folds between your thighs and bring you to pleasure.”

Her eyes went wide, and she released a breathy gasp. When she reached a wall and couldn’t back up any further, I paused in front of her, longing to hold her. To touch her. Yet afraid I might scare her if I were so bold. Never mind that I’d just informed her of my appetite for her honeyed arousal.

“You-you’re seriously offering to…” Her cheeks pinkened as her voice trailed off.

“I am offering to bring you to a release with my tongue. The scent of your arousal has evoked a hunger in me unlike anything I’ve experienced before. A madness of need. A ravenous craving.” I placed my hands on either side of her and leaned down as I inhaled deeply again and again, my nostrils flaring as I growled repeatedly. “I’ll be gentle with you. I’ll be sweet. I’ll lick you slowly and carefully, until your urgency builds and you shatter to pieces.”

A needy whimper escaped her, and her pretty green eyes started glowing. I thought she was on the verge of accepting my proposal, and I hoped she would soon grant me permission to bury my face between her thighs.

Unfortunately, she didn’t invite me to pleasure her. Not even close.

Instead, she ducked under my arm and bolted across the room.

“I’m not aroused,” she said in an adamant tone. “Not at all. You are mistaken. You should, uh, leave.Leavemy bedroom right now.” She pointed at the door. “I want you to get out.”

The harshness of her words caused my spirits to sink. Why was she lying to me? There was no mistaking the slickness I detected. No mistaking her frequent blushes or the way her eyes glowed briefly whenever she admired my body. She was attracted to me, just as I was attracted to her, yet she wouldn’t admit the truth.

But apparently, I’d made a mistake in following her upstairs. Why was she refusing? I wasn’t asking for anything in return, other than a taste of her essence. I wanted to be the one togive.

I sighed and brushed my hand over the fur that covered my head. “I am sorry that I have upset you, my sweet mate. I will leave your bedroom. But if you need anything, or if you change your mind, I will be right outside your door, keeping guard, as your safety is very important to me. I wish you a pleasant sleep.”

Chapter14

LIV

My eyes fluttered open,and I immediately sat up in bed, my whole body tensing. I cast a cautious glance around the bedroom but saw no sign of Mastorr. Was he still sleeping right outside the door? I’d heard him snoring softly last night, though I didn’t hear him now.

Why did I feel like the world’s biggest asshole for kicking him out? He’d looked so dejected when I’d ordered him to leave that I’d nearly taken back my words. He probably didn’t realize just how close I’d come to accepting his lascivious offer.

I still couldn’t believe he’d knocked politely on the door only to announce he wanted to lick me.Down there. I’d assumed he’d come upstairs to say goodnight or to ask if he could sleep in the same room.

He’d taken me by surprise.

I cringed at the idea of facing him this morning. I hated conflict of any sort, and things would likely be all kinds of awkward between us.

But I reminded myself that he hadn’t forced me to do anything I hadn’t wanted. He hadn’t gotten angry or violent. Despite his super-sized erection, he’d departed the room without trying to make any moves on me. I appreciated his respectfulness and his restraint. His decency.

I sighed and stared at the door, trying to work up the nerve to hop out of bed and open it. After I glanced down at my attire—a form-fitting thermal pajama set that left little to the imagination—I got out of bed and headed for the closet instead. I grabbed an outfit and ventured into the bathroom.

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