Page 11 of Stolen By The Beast
Dropping my aching head into my hands, I groaned in frustration. “I can’t remember anything from my past. Not my family, not my friends. For all I know I’m still a virgin who’s still waiting for her first kiss!”
“What is a virgin?”
My cheeks burned. Of course, he’d pick up on the last part. “I... uh... don’t remember.”
I remembered the meaning, but I wasn’t about to have that conversation with him.
Distracted by my blush, Karvik’s long clawed finger tapped my cheek. “Your skin changed color. If you are trying to camouflage yourself, you have chosen the wrong color.”
I couldn’t stop my laughter. “Humans can’t camouflage themselves, unless you count camo clothing.”
Karvik’s finger slid to my mouth, his long claw tracing the curve of my lips. “I like this expression very much.”
The unintentional intimacy of his touch had my breath catching in my chest, and my heart banging against my chest. I was blaming the head injury for my body’s reaction.
I caught his finger between my teeth. Without waiting for my brain to give permission, my tongue darted out to swirl around the long digit.
Karvik growled but didn’t move a single muscle, his glowing gaze boring into me.
It was startling to realize that not only did I trust that I was safe in his presence, but my body was getting turned on by him.
In a world where I couldn’t remember anything from my past, he felt like home.
Karvik drew in a long breathe, an odd noise rattling in his chest. “You must be hungry.”
I was starving but not for food. Releasing his finger from my mouth, I tried to tamp down on my irrational longing to feel his touch all over my body.
What I needed was a cold shower.
Karvik abruptly stood to his full height, lifting me in his arms. Without a word he began to stride through the dense foliage of the forest.
“Where are you… er, we… going?” I yelped, trying to grab at his fur-covered chest to steady myself.
“You stink.” He rumbled.
It was probably true, but still…. How dare he?! I’d been thinking about being ravaged, all while he’d been repulsed by me?
“Excuse—” I began, only to be cut off when he unceremoniously tossed me away from him.
My body was weightless as I free fell for several long seconds before I plunged beneath the water.
“AHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed, surfacing to pin the bored looking Karvik with a glare. If looks could kill, he’d have been six feet under the moss-covered forest floor.
I kicked at the skirt wrapping around my legs and doggy-paddled toward shore. Reaching a depth where I could stand, I tossed my ridiculous heels onto the shore. My teeth clattered against each other, and I wrapped my arms around my chest trying to conserve my fleeting body heat.
“It…it’s… s… soo cold!” I might have needed a cold shower, but I hadn’t intended to actually take one.
Karvik leaned back against a nearby pine. I swear, if he’d possessed eyebrows, he would’ve lifted one.
“Then why are you wasting time with your cries? It would be logical to focus on washing away the filth so you can remove yourself from the water.” To my annoyance, Karvik sounded almost amused.
He was a jackass… or was he an elkass? Maybe a deerass? I really wish I could remember what his species was called.
Surely I’d gone to high school with beasts like him? Although, it was also possible I’d been homeschooled and never allowed outside the house.
Ugh, why could I only remember some things and not others?!
A full body shiver brought my attention back to the issue at hand. Namely, the one where I could no longer feel my toes and was probably about to get hypothermia.
