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Yes, that would make my shaft go down in an instant.

I shoved it back inside my pouch and pulled my mate to my side. Her head was spinning in all directions, looking for the ogre.

“Wait, it’s coming here!” She went to run, but I pulled her back to my side, bent over and put my arm under her legs, her back leaning against the other. Her arms went around my neck, and I puffed out my chest to show her my strength.

“Where are we going? You need to put me down. I don’t know you!”

You let me lick all up your arm, and now you want to talk about me not knowing you?

Another roar came from the Wood, and she squeezed my neck tighter. “Okay, get going, let’s go!” She kicked her legs in demand.

I let out a bleat of laughter and took off. My run was quick, faster than any ogre, and with the yellowcress on me and my mate, those shifters or orcs would never find Lucy.

This worked out far better than I had originally planned, and I couldn’t wait to take her back to my home.

We traveled deeper into the Wood. The wind swirled around us, so that if there were any smells, especially of her arousal, they were mixed in with the musky scent of the humid soil. No one would find us where I was taking her, not even Calliope and her orc had found me so far, and it had been months.

My mate still clung to me like I would drop her, but that was unnecessary. I may look thin, but my strength was great, and my legs—well, they could climb any mountain, which was exactly what we were about to do.

The Wood had foothills, not tall enough to be mountains, but steep enough to be trouble for an orc or shifter to climb. I picked my home on the steepest part for my safety, never knowing I would bring home a female for myself. Now, I could pat myself on the back for a job well done.

I stopped at the base, getting a better grip on my mate, and she wiggled in my arms.

“What are you doing? The ogre is gone now. You can put me down.”

I huffed, then put my hoof on the side of the mountain, and her eyes widened. “You will not climb this!”

Ah, now I could show her my skill. I smiled at her, and she shook her head.

“Don’t you dare!”

With ease, I climbed as she held me tight with her head buried into my chest. I tried not to think pleasurable thoughts of her holding me tight, while I sunk into her cunt for the first time, giving us both the pleasure we wanted.

“This was not on my list of things to do today,” she mumbled under her breath, as I skipped from rock to rock. It was nearly a vertical climb, and she hardly breathed.

“Ucy,” I said, and she held onto me tighter. Her hot breath slithered down my body, and it took everything inside me not to shudder in delight. “Ucy, okay.”

She whimpered, and I kept climbing until we reached the cliff. Once I straightened I moved safely away from the ledge, and closer to our home. It was carved into the rock, and although not a deep cave, it was large enough to keep out the weather and have a large living space.

“Ucy, eeeere.” I rubbed her back up and down, but her body still clung to me. I did not know if I should be upset or excited that she did not want to leave my body.

“Are we on the ground?” she asked. I looked around and stomped my foot.

She poked her head out from my chest, and I gently lowered her to the ground. Her face was flushed red as she straightened her dress. “Thanks, uh.” She brushed her hair back. “I don’t like heights.”

Good, she won’t be able to leave.

I motioned her to the cave, and she shook her head.

“Nah, no thanks. I think I’ll go meet up with the camp. It was great meeting you, uh, Mr. Tumnus. C. S. Lewis would get a real kick out of this.” She backed away from me. “Except, this Mr. Tumnus is attractive, and I’m having impure thoughts. Am I dreaming?” she muttered under her breath and pinched herself.

Who was Mr. Tumnus? Does she think my name is Mr. Tumnus?

I did not need her to yell another male’s name during our mating. I needed to learn to say my name. Before I could think any further, I realized my mate was backing up and was not aware there was a cliff behind her.

“Ucy!” I shouted, running toward her.

She saw me as a threat and walked backward faster. Before she fell over, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her away. She spun around into my arms, but her sight caught the massive drop, and she squealed.

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