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When I finally floated back to reality, Mastorr was seated on the bench holding me in his arms. He kissed my forehead and nuzzled my nose, his eyes gleaming with tenderness, his expression one of pure love.

I placed a hand upon his chest directly over his heart.

I should tell him. I should tell him what I’ve decided.

The uncertainty of our situation had to be bothering him. Surely he was at least mildly worried that I might continually refuse to mate with him, that months would go by and summer would arrive and he would have no choice but to let me go.

I drew in a deep breath, summoning my bravery. What I was about to say would change my life forever. There would be no going back.

“I have two things to say to you, Mastorr.”

“Go ahead, sweet one.” Hope tempered with caution flared in his eyes, and I was very glad that I wasn’t about to break his heart.

Another deep breath. Then another.I can do this.

“I love you, Mastorr, and I want to mate with you. Tonight.”

Chapter40

MASTORR

Joy filled me to bursting.My sweet one loved me, and she planned to offer herself to me. Tonight.

I pressed my forehead to hers and breathed in her enticing aroma. Even while she was submerged in the water, the scent of her arousal lingered in the air.

“I love you, Liv, and I am honored that you have decided to mate with me. I shall endeavor to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Your needs will be my needs. Your desires, my desires. Your dreams, my dreams.” I straightened and peered down at her as my cock throbbed harder beneath her bottom.

“I’m so glad I met you,” she said, her voice quavering, “and I hope I can make you happy, too. You’re the sweetest guy I’ve ever met, and you deserve all the good things in the world.” She reached for the soap, which I’d set on the nearby ledge, and worked up a lather between her hands. “I believe it’s your turn now. Let’s get you cleaned up, and then we can go back to your alcove and…” Her voice trailed off and she flushed.

“Correction,” I said, lifting my eyebrows. “We can go back toouralcove, and then we will join our bodies as one.”

“Ouralcove.” She grinned. “I like the sound of that.”

“Bathe me quickly, and without any… extra activities,” I said when her hands traveled to my lower stomach, coming close to my throbbing cock. “I want to return to the alcove soon.”

She released a dramatic sigh, and her eyes momentarily rolled back in her head. “Fine. I guess I won’t soap up your cock and give you the best hand job of your life then.”

I snatched the soap from her and set her on the bench. After taking two steps away from her, I proceeded to soap up my own body rapidly and vigorously.

“Forgive me for being impatient. I promise you can bathe me next time we come to the hot spring. But I cannot wait a moment longer to have you, sweet one.”

I tossed the soap aside, lifted her, and carried her to the other side of the spring where the water was freshest and not filled with soap suds. Using my hands, I scooped water over both our bodies to rinse us off. After I finished, I placed one hand on the surface of the water and closed my eyes as I sent healing energies into the spring.

Liv gasped. “Oh my gosh! The soap suds just vanished, and the water is perfectly clear. Wow, Mastorr, I’m impressed.”

I opened my eyes and looked around, satisfied that I was leaving the hot spring as clean as I’d found it. There were numerous alcoves containing bathing springs in the cavern, and my people always strove to keep them all clean and fresh, ready for the next tribesman’s use.

“I would rather have your abilities,” I said as I carried her out of the water, “though I am grateful for the powers I have, even if most Montikaans possess them.”

I bundled her in a towel, and she finished drying herself off while I ventured to the far side of the alcove and shook myself off. There was a current of warm air in this alcove that was perfect for drying my fur, so I moved underneath it until I was completely dry.

By the time I’d finished, Liv was dressed in her tight-fitting sleeping ensemble and a pair of slippers. She had her dirty clothes and wet towel bundled together, and there was an adorably impatient air about her.

She was ready to leave.

Ready to return to our alcove and offer herself to me.

My cock stiffened further, and my balls tightened with pleasure. Ah, I couldn’t wait to sink inside her.

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