Page 16 of Bound to the Tiger Scout
“Devotion,” he said.
“Hmm?”
“I know you have a great deal to think through, but if I could make my case? Add to your considerations?”
I blinked a few times and sat back on his thighs. “Yeah. Yeah, okay, go ahead.”
A grin quirked up his lips before he cleared his throat and looked serious. Was he teasing me?
“First of all,” he began, “being mates means being devoted to each other. Already, I want to provide for you, ensure your happiness, and give you every pleasure possible.”
“Oh,” I breathed, a little overwhelmed by that. “Just…right off?”
“Yes.”
He was so sure. Could I be that sure?
“I will desire only you,” he said with a purr in his voice. “I’ve wanted to make you mine since I said hello.”
I chuckled weakly. “So it wasn’t just me.”
“It was not.”
“How did you know, though?”
He leaned in and took a deep breath beside my neck. “Your scent,” he said as he sat back. “It’s full of the pheromones that call to me and me alone.”
Pheromones? Were they like hormones? Got me acting like a slut, that was for damn sure. Him, too. First chance we got to be alone, and we’d been all over each other.
“Are you sure it’s not some kind of lust-only stuff? Like we’ll get over it now that we’ve had sex?”
Ghosha slid his palms up my thighs until he could prick my hips with his claws. “Have you had enough?”
Nope. Noooooo. I shook my head.
“I want to make you come again and again,” he said in a seriously wicked tone. “If you weren’t untouched, I would sink my cock into your beautiful body and fill you with my essence.”
A shiver lit though me. He was talking about fucking me. I looked down at his cock. That damn thing was never going to fit. I wasn’t completely untouched, though—I’d used my fingers on myself. Hadn’t been the greatest feeling and I’d had to learn some about cleanliness that first time, but I’d seen it done in porn and knew the gist of it.
“I can do it,” I said as I frowned at him. I couldn’t stop myself from glancing down again, but then I sat up straighter.
He chuckled as he pecked my lips. “Of course you can. And we will.”
I nodded and stepped back off his lap before moving to the side of him and bending over the end of the bed. Actually, no, since he was way taller than me, I climbed up the bed on hands and knees. That would probably be better. I looked over at him when he flopped onto his back.
With one hand over his eyes, he sort of croaked, “I appreciate your willingness, Squire, but?—”
“Oh, jeez.” I sat back on my heels as a blush lit me up. “We were just talking about forever, and I’m skipping right over it to put my ass in the air. Shittin’ fuck, I’m sorry.”
He smiled. “Don’t fret. Desire is part of the bonding process.” He turned on his side and reached over to stroke me from back to ass, like he couldn’t resist following the lines of my body. “We’re captivated by each other.”
“Shouldn’t we talk more, though?” I scratched at my head, not sure which part of me was in charge right now. “Is it right to run with this mates thing just because our pheromones say to? Are they, like, drugging us stupid?”
He stared at me and there was so much… His eyes weresoulful. I knew what that meant looking at him just then.
“Regardless of what we do next, I am bound to you, Squire. I am your mate. I regret nothing about that, and I never will.”
I couldn’t even blink as I stared back at him. He was so sure. I’d popped into his life, he’d sniffed me, and that was the end of that. I’d never felt like that about anything. Well, no, I’d known I had to change my life. Maybe not the how, but the needing to had been certain. Actually, what he was doing could be like having faith. The kind of faith that was full of hope and trust. Ghosha was putting his heart in my hands, hoping and trusting that I wouldn’t crush it.
