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close, tucks me against him, and hums.

Itā€™s like no music Iā€™ve ever heard. Perhaps itā€™s Skylosian. Maybe itā€™s something he just composed. It doesnā€™t matter. As far as Iā€™m concerned it doesnā€™t even have to be music. Iā€™m in his arms!

One warm palm lodges at the small of my back, the other cups the nape of my neck. He tugs my pelvis next to his and leads me with the slightest pressure. All the skills I observed in the ludusā€”his ability to move with lightning speed, his agility, his graceā€”theyā€™re just as at home on the dance floor as in the gym.

ā€œYouā€™re an amazing dancer.ā€ I canā€™t help it. The words just popped out.

ā€œReally?ā€ But heā€™s not interested in words right now, and truth be told, neither am I. He dips his head and puts his mouth to my ear. ā€œI missed you, Willa. Iā€™d grown accustomed to your presence. We barely went an hoara without you touching me, petting me. WarDog liked that. I would too.ā€

Bayne

Was that too forward? It will take a while to get the hang of this humanoid form, these humanoid interactions. But my hands on her body donā€™t feel anger radiating off her. Leaning to look at her, I see the tiniest smile on her pink lips. Perhaps the time we spent apart was worth it.

My cock is hard, pulsing against her abdomen. She has to feel it. Itā€™s not subtle. She doesnā€™t push me away, though, she presses me closer, her tiny hands on the bare skin at the small of my back.

The smell of the arousal she denies is perfuming the air, but Iā€™m not stupid. I wonā€™t mention it. WarDog wants to sniff, but I make him do it on soft breaths. It soothes him.

My lips are at her ear, humming softly. Itā€™s a folk tune of my people. I donā€™t know why it came to mind just now. I hadnā€™t remembered it until it started to flow out of my mouth. Perhaps it was triggered by the thunderous cavalcade of memories I had in my room earlier. I push those away. They have no place with me here, now.

Although I need to wait to ask to share pleasure, I donā€™t think Iā€™ll ask for the kiss. My hunch is it will be better if I just take it.

I quit humming and press my lips to the spot on her neck behind her ear.

ā€œMmm,ā€ she responds.

Thatā€™s a clear message.

She likes us, WarDog whispers. Mate her.

Hopefully soon, I respond.

Gentle kisses follow and receive no rebuke, so my tongue cuts a swath along her hairline. She breathes in on a little gasp, so I forge ahead with kisses and nips punctuated by little tracings of my tongue. She likes those the best, so I dispense them sparingly.

Her muscles are looser than when we started. Sheā€™s enjoying this. Iā€™ll take it as tacit permission until she rescinds it. Nibbling along her jawline with my blunt front teeth, I decide to take a chance.

I nip her with the sharp tips of my canine teeth. Maybe itā€™s fully my decision, or maybe the canine inside me incited me to do it. He really wants me to bite her, to mark her as ours. Down boy, I command with a warning to my voice. We canā€™t rush her.

She gasps. Itā€™s a soft, quiet sound, but I pull back. The last thing I want to do is hear the word ā€˜noā€™ escape her lips.

I donā€™t, though. Instead, she tips her head, exposing the vulnerable column of her neck to me, a silent request for more.

My cock kicks in excitement and my fingers curl more tightly into her flesh. I scrape a line with one sharp fang along the gentle curve of her jaw. Her eyelids flutter closed and her breathing comes in little pants. The scent of her arousal teases my nose.

I consider asking for a proper kiss, then dismiss the thought and take it. My lips land softly at first, then when I hear no protests, I slant my lips against hers and take what I want, like a marauding army. WarDog thumps his tail in approval as he scoots closer.

Chapter Six

Willa

Iā€™ve imagined this for so long. First with the nameless huntsman in my dreams, and later with Bayne. Heā€™s kissing me. Iā€™m so excited it feels like too much work to drag air into my lungs. I just want to kiss and be kissed until the end of time.

Heā€™s stroking my tongue with his. I opened to him the moment his lips claimed mine. I donā€™t want him to wonder, even for a second if he has an invitation. To underscore my welcome, I pull away just long enough to whisper his name. ā€œBayne.ā€

He pauses for a moment. When I open my eyes to see what the problem is, I see his questing eyes. Heā€™s making sure my saying his name was a request and not a rebuke.

ā€œMore kisses,ā€ I urge as I allow my lids to flutter closed and give over all control to him. Much to my enjoyment, he seizes the control I ceded and penetrates deeper into the hidden cavern of my mouth.

His tongue is slightly sweet and very hot. It tickles and burns and sets my world on fire. I canā€™t think of anything except the word ā€˜moreā€™. My hands are firmly lodged on his neck, under his long hair, enjoying the feel of the fur pelt covering his shoulders. My fingers burrow down to the hot skin underneathā€”itā€™s warm and soft.

My nipples prick beneath the fabric of my dress as they drag against his bare chest. I want him. Iā€™ve never been so comfortable with a male before, and certainly never wanted one with the powerful desperation I do now.

Our kisses arenā€™t quiet. Theyā€™re punctuated with wet smacks and deep

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