Page 12 of His Human to Learn

She's quiet for long moments, and if not for her wiping away her tears occasionally, I would not know if she was even with me right now. I shift her weight in my arms and go to stand back up. We have been sitting in the trails between the fields for a long while. There is no way we can go to the river now because the others will want to head back to the tribe soon.

If I do not return with Tori at some point, they will send out others to look. I would not mind them finding us together in the river as she tries to seduce me, but I do not want them stumbling upon me, holding her as she cries.

"Let me get you home," I murmur and smile when she peeks up to look at me.

"Will you stay with me?" she asks.

The question is so earnest and full of so much hope that I cannot deny her. Technically, it is still night, and I have been given permission to be with her tonight. I will use every single moment of the night I can.

"Of course." I hold her tighter and then stand a little taller when we come into view of the farmhouse. "My blood might give me a hard time, but know that I will get you safe and asleep soon."

As Tori speaks again, her voice is weak and slurred, and it makes me wonder if she is not already much closer to sleep than I thought. "I trust you."

My chest swells in pride at her words, and then I have the courage to do what I need to do for my mate. Yril comes up to me first, and when he goes to open his mouth, already planning to say something that will make me seem foolish, I narrow my eyes at him and hiss. It is not a loud sound, but it is enough to get him to back away. I would lose in a fight with Yril. We both know this. So, when he laughs and shakes his head before returning to his mate, I appreciate him respecting my boundaries. Of course, as soon as one male is dealt with, one who will not be dissuaded is next.

"What are you doing tonight?" Toron asks, rubbing the back of his horn.

"I am staying," I say.

I do not ask for permission. I do not explain what I want to do. Instead, I hold Toron's eyes until he gives me a short nod. He looks like he wants to say something else, but I speak first.

"I care for her more than anything."

Toron nods again and then walks back over to where the rest of his blood is. They wave a quick goodbye to me and head out from the farmland and back to the tribe.

I wait until I cannot see them anymore before I check the fire and ensure it is extinguished. Tori is asleep in my arms, and I am so proud that she feels comfortable enough around me to let me take care of her like this.

When I am certain the fire is out, I take us back to the house and try to decide where I will have us sleep. It feels too intimate to be in her bed. There is also the couch, but I do not know how comfortable that will be for two bodies when even my body seems too big for it in the few times I have slept on it. Tori nuzzles closer to me, and I realize I will be happy anywhere as long as she is close.

7

Tori

"Are you two mated now?" Thro wakes me up with a question I don't understand even a little bit.

I groan and try to shift around in my bed, but I'm stopped when I realize I'm trapped between a cool, scaled body and the back of the couch. The couch? I crack my eyes open and look around as best I can, and yep, we're on the couch. Why are we on the couch when my bed was free?

"Go away. You will wake her," Marron grumbles from above me, his arms tightening around me. His chin nuzzles softly against my head.

I try to take stock of how we're laid out, especially since we're on the couch. I know I'm wearing my clothes, which is good. I'd hate to be naked and out in the open, wrapped up in Marron. The way we're lying has it so one of Marron's thighs is splitting my legs, and as I start to feel how close he is, he shifts around,pressing his thigh between my legs in a way that has me biting my lip so I don't moan.

His body freezes as he realizes what he's done, and I hope I'm not soaked through. I'm pressed up against him, and I have been all night. I mean, if I turn my head just right, I'll be huffing his pheromones, so there's a good chance I've been horny since we went to bed. I know I woke up horny and with a headache.

There's a chance Marron will move his leg, but he must think better of it because he's relaxing against me again. His breath manages to even out again, and he's fast asleep.

"Did you mate my brother?" Thro pops up from the back of the couch. I let out a small shriek of surprise that has Marron snapping awake and pulling me underneath his body. His eyes turn red, and he hisses a long, dangerous sound at Thro, who shrieks like I did and runs out of the living room, through the front door without closing it.

Marron stares at the front door for a few long seconds before his gaze turns down to me, the red gone and replaced with the deep black I'm used to seeing. Seeing him upset isn't something I'm used to. He's more himself when he looks down at me. The same careless smile pulls at his lips that he's always wearing when I catch him looking at me, and his hand moves from beside my head to caress my cheek. He shifts his body so he's not crouched over me but pressing down against me in the best possible way if we were anywhere except for the living room I share with other people.

"We did not mate last night," he tells me, as though I thought he would ever do that.

"I remember last night," I tell him, raising my hands to cup his face.

"All of it?" He tilts his head to the side, asking a question I don't completely understand, before darting his eyes away. "Thecrying?" He offers me a sympathetic smile as I let my head fall back with a disgruntled sigh.

"Yes, the crying, the talking, the touching." I wiggle my brows at him, and I'm pleasantly surprised when I feel his cock twitch against me.

"No talking of touching," he grunts through clenched teeth.

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