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“Do you think it would be all right to bathe in the river?”
“I don’t see why not. I’m not aware of any predators haunting the rivers of Cresca.”
She gave him a grateful smile.
“That’s wonderful. I’m tired of sponge baths.”
She expected him to leave as he usually did when she bathed, but he remained sprawled on the riverbank next to her.
“Are you, err, going to go back to the wagon?”
“No. I don’t believe there are any predators but it’s a large, unfamiliar body of water. Who knows what might happen - there could be unexpected currents, or you could get a cramp. I’m not about to leave you on your own, my flower.”
As much as she appreciated his concern for her safety, she wasn’t sure she was ready to undress in front of him in broad daylight. She looked at the tempting shimmer of the water, then at him, then back at the water. In the end she compromised by stripping down to her camisole and panties. Even then she felt naked when his eyes swept approvingly down over her body.
“Very pretty,” he purred.
Self-consciously turning her back on him, she scurried into the water to cool her burning cheeks. Raja squeaked happily and swam a circle around her before darting off to investigate a half-submerged log. He was astonishingly agile in the water and would play happily in it for hours. Celenk frequently had to pluck him out of any water source they encountered.
She was far less at home in the water, although she could swim a short distance if she had to. Fortunately, the river bed was quite shallow near the shore and she could stand on the bottom.
“I really think it’s perfectly -”
Her mouth went dry as she turned back towards Celenk. He had risen to his feet and was casually stripping off his clothes. She’d seen his bare chest many times, but she’d never seen him without his pants and her mouth dropped open as he pushed his pants down over thickly muscled legs. The area between his legs was as smooth as he’d indicated, but there was a long line of dark orange scales that extended from between his legs to just below his belly button.
“What… what are you doing?”
“Cooling off, of course,” he said calmly as he entered the water and walked towards her. “Do you have any objections?”
“You’re naked.”
“Quite. But my codix is safely tucked away. My people would consider this entirely respectable.”
“I’m not sure I’d agree,” she muttered as he came to stop in front of her.
“Why not? Do you think those two thin pieces of cloth really conceal anything?”
She gasped as he reached out and gently tweaked a stiff little nipple. He’d never done that before, although he’d come close. The nightly kisses had continued, and each night they lasted longer. But although he always pulled her tightly against his body and seemed to take great delight in squeezing her ass, the closest he’d come to touching her breasts was the night before when he’d gone as far as cupping one of the small mounds in a big hand before pulling away.
He was always the one who pulled away, she admitted reluctantly. She had a disturbing tendency to get lost in the kisses, but he managed to retain enough control to stop them from escalating. But he wasn’t stopping now, rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger as it grew even stiffer.
“You… you’ve never done this before.” Her voice sounded a little breathless but surprisingly calm.
“No, although I’ve thought about it often enough. Do you object?”
His tail had settled in its familiar position around her waist and when it urged her towards him, she went willingly.
“N…no, I don’t object. Married people do touch each other like this.”
Not in front of other people, an inner voice argued, but she was too focused on the little streaks of electricity running from her breast to her clit to care. His mouth curved in a slow, seductive smile.
“Good.”
His hand closed around her waist and then he was lifting her up out of the water, high enough to fasten his mouth around the throbbing peak, the sudden warmth of his mouth making her shudder as he pulled her nipple into his mouth. She clutched desperately at his shoulders as his tongue flicked the sensitive flesh, a moan escaping her lips.
“What are you doing?”
“Kissing your pretty breasts,” he said, then returned to the task.
