Page 24 of His Human to Learn

"Now, what do you want me to do?" Marron asks.

I shift myself in his lap, my hands moving from his horns to behind his neck. I grind my hips when I feel his cock pressing against me and sigh softly when it twitches against me. I lean back, taking in how he is still the most handsome male I've ever seen, even with half his face swollen and bruises marring his cheeks and eyes. He smiles at me, the motion causing him to wince, but he tries to hide it.

"I want you to sit back and let me do whatever I want to you."

I grind myself against him in slow strokes. I wish we were wearing less clothing, but we are still in the dining hall. Even without the mating ceremony, there's an actual rule about no nudity in the dining hall. I never understood it, but now I think I get it.

"I can do that." Marron nods and then leans back in the chair, relaxing his body and letting his hands rest on the armrests. "I can be very good at that."

"If I hurt you, tell me." I look him in the eyes, making sure he understands I'm serious about it. I want to tease him since there's not much we can do out loud in front of everyone. What I don't want is to tease him so much that I end up hurting him. "I trust you to tell me, okay?"

His throat bobs as he swallows, and then he nods, his eyes flashing down my body to where I'm still grinding against him. "This is the opposite of hurting me."

I chuckle, my smile forcing my eyes to crinkle in the corners. I lean forward, rising on my knees to press another kiss against his lips. I move from his lips to his bruised cheek, down his jaw, to his neck. When he hisses sharply when my tongue traces the scales where his shoulder and neck meet, I wrap my lips around the spot and suck on it. He's relaxing in his chair, but as soon as I latch onto his neck, his hands come up to cradle me against him.

"Will you mark me?" Marron asks, his words tight as he forces them through clenched teeth. I don't move my mouth from around his neck to answer him. I know what marks he's talking about.

One of his blood has a mate who marks her male all over with scars from her teeth. I never thought I'd be into it, but now that I have Marron's scales in my mouth, his hands holding me against him as if begging me to bite down, I'm finding that I want to know how it'll feel to break his scales. I run my teeth over the sensitive spot, and Marron hisses a low sound, his cock never letting me forget it's still between us.

"I am not in pain," he assures me, as though I could mistake his sounds of pleasure for anything else.

I scrape my teeth against the same spot, trying to decide if I have it in me to bite down into him hard enough to mark his scales. I press them against him softly and can feel how his body tenses in anticipation. It's all the motivation I need as I bite down hard enough to split his scales. His fingers tangle in myhair, holding my head close to him as I keep my teeth sinking into him.

"Such a sweet mate," he groans as he leans his head further to the side, allowing me more room to get comfortable. "So good to me. My sweet mate."

Marron's body begins to relax, and he relaxes his hold on my head. His claws run through my hair in soft motions that have goosebumps popping up all over my arms and down my body. His touches are soft and sweet as he waits for me to pry my teeth away from his neck, but he doesn't rush me, and I find it comforting to just rest against him, with him in my mouth. I don't know how long we sit like that before Marron goes rigid and hisses loudly.

I don't look around to see what he's hissing about because his fingers are still tracing through my hair and down my back. I close my eyes and rest my head against him, and his body seems to lose some tension. Whatever had him hissing and upset must be gone because he fully relaxes again, this time moving my legs so I can curl up in his lap. He makes sure my teeth can stay in him before continuing to trace lines up and down my clothed body.

"Sleep if you need, Tori," he whispers.

I hum softly at his use of English and how proud I am to call this male my mate. I'll be even more proud tomorrow when we can make this official.

"I will keep you safe."

My breathing slows, my mind wanders, and I feel myself drifting off to sleep before too long. Neither of us seems to care that we're still in the dining hall, in a chair facing the wall. We don't care that others could still be talking around us and trying to woo their mates. It doesn't matter that at some point, someone is going to stumble over here and see me passed out with blood staining my lips and chin and a fresh wound inMarron's neck. We don't care about any of that because we have one another.

For the first time, I don't worry about whether or not we'll have communication issues because we'll figure it out. Or we'll try to out-learn the other to be the first to understand.

"Someone should wake them."

I don't know which male is talking, but it's the first thing I hear when I come back to reality. There's still a taste of the coppery tinge of blood in my mouth, but I must have released Marron's neck in my sleep. Now, I'm curled against him with his arms wrapped around me, tightening like he just woke up.

"Just leave them to sleep," another male says, sounding more irritated than anything else. "I have been out here all night. They are in no more danger of breaking the rules now that more are awake to see them than they were through the night."

My lips tug down as I listen to the conversation. The second male must be Kal because he's in charge of watching over the male side of the mating ceremony. It would've been him if a male were to watch us all night. I don't know why he didn't wake us up and tell us to return to our rooms, though.

"I do not care if others see them like this. I just do not want them to be embarrassed," the first male says.

"Sleep," Marron whispers the word to me, his arms tightening again.

I keep my eyes closed, but can't keep the smile from my lips when he whispers to me in English. Thankfully, the two males talking about us are behind us, so they don't see my smile or how Marron's thumb begins to move over a patch of my exposed abdomen.

"They will not be embarrassed," Kal says. "She jumped on him last night and then sank her teeth into his neck. He almost lunged for me when I came to make sure they were okay. So, if anything, they will be more than proud of what they have accomplished while still following the rules."

"Fine, fine," the first male says. "I will stay until they wake and take Marron back home."

My brows rise, but Marron doesn't seem surprised that it's Toron here to check on us. In fact, his thumb starts to slow again, and he might have fallen back asleep. A chair moves behind us, making Marron tighten his hold on me for a second before relaxing again. I follow his lead and try to fall back asleep.

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