It. Was. Amazing.
Snow exploded in cloud bursts as he ran through fresh powder. The cold slapped against her face and she tucked in closer to share his warmth. He smelled so good, the same smoke and pine scent but more intense.
He slowed. In a thicket of trees, blocked from prying eyes, he lowered his front legs. She slid to the ground.
With an audible crack and pop of bones and sinew, he shifted back.
He crouched naked before her and slowly stood.
Ho.
Lee.
Smokes.
She’d seen him in just swim trunks when they were teens and, honestly, he’d been a bit weedy back then. Whatever they fed him on his home planet, it agreed with him. He was all lean muscle, strong shoulders and a trim waist with thick thighs. Not too bulky, his muscle definition was basically at Adonis status.
Scarring crisscrossed his shoulders and upper arms, the lines pale against his complexion, testifying to their age. She wanted to ask what happened, to map every scar, bump, and mark on his body and then lick it.
So much licking.
“Odessa,” he breathed, his voice low, and it went straight to her core.
She held out a hand. She needed a minute because Mads was naked and she wanted to be naked too, but the idea of alien sexually transmitted diseases sounded horrible.
Gotta be responsible, even if the topic felt awkward.
Mentally, she had practiced the sex-talk because she knew one day Ruby would be interested in boys—or girls, or just curious about sex, really. She wanted her daughter to understand she shouldn’t be embarrassed because if she was going to be naked with someone, she should be able to talk about sex with them. The same rule applied to Odessa, especially since one of them was already naked.
Put on your big girl pants so you can take them off.
“I’m on the pill and I have condoms in my bag at the house,” she said. Then, “Will that work on you? Is your, you know, compatible?”
She glanced down at his naked form. Standing thick and proud, his dick certainly looked compatible.
And huge. Like holy moly, her-cervix-was-gonna-take-a-beating huge.
His eyes shifted briefly to blue again. Whatever he saw made a seductive grin spread across his face. “We are, but I don’t think a condom will fit.”
Normally, she rolled her eyes if she heard a guy brag about being too big, but she’d give him a pass.
“I don’t think the latex can accommodate the swelling,” he added.
“The what now?”
He reached down and gripped the root of his penis. His thumb swiped across the weeping head. She whimpered at the sight of him touching himself.
“The base swells,” he said. “It is a function of reilendeer biology, too keep our seed inside our mate. Do not worry. It only lasts for a few minutes.”
“Okay,” she said, rolling with that information. “I was tested when I found out I was pregnant with Ruby. Busted condom and all that. I haven’t been with anyone since then.”
“No one?” His thumb brushed across her lips.
Greedily, she licked her lips. Salt and the undeniable flavor of his essence exploded on her tongue. A craving woke in her and she suddenly felt hollow. Starving. The only thing that would satisfy her was more. Her body needed it as surely as it needed water.
“No one,” she breathed.
“There has only been you for me.”