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His forehead falls against my shoulder.

“Dawn …”

His entire body jerks when I start stroking him experimentally, and I can’t stop my evil grin when I realize I’m the cause of this massive man losing all control. Ridges and small bumps shift under my fingers, rising and falling with each pulse of his runes. Slick due to the water and what I expect is extra lube due to how hard he is, my fingers glide up and down his length, and with each pass his body tenses further.

“Tighter … faster.”

“Oh yeah, that’s my snowman … ride my hands like I rode yours.”

I pump him firmly; strong, steady strokes as my thumb swipes over his broad head every time. He tucks his head further into my neck as a loud groan seems to vibrate out of his chest. Then HaL grabs my small hand in his own, gripping it tighter but not enough to hurt me. His hips jerk and the sounds he’s making now seem desperate and raw. Then he cums with a shuddering roar that I know the entire planet heard. His hot pulses spill over my fingers, coating my wrist and the ledge I’m still somewhat sitting on.

When he finally quiets down, I slowly pull my hand away, only for him to grasp my hips, picking me up off the ledge and practically falling into the hot water surrounding us. He sits me down quickly then moves away toward the cold water. I can see sweat on his temples and his entire body is flushed.

He ducks under the freezing water, only to come up on the other side before turning to look at me.

“Little Roja, is it always like that? That urgent? That overwhelming?”

“I sure as shit hope so.”

His laughter echoes off the walls as I lean back, enjoying the warm water with a huge smile on my face.

CHAPTER 16

HAL

I knew holding her, bringing her to climax, would be overwhelming, but I absolutely cannot get this smile off my face as I watch her float carelessly on the other side of the cavern in the hot water while I try to cool down from what almost felt like a heat stroke.

I am battling the warmth to be with her, but I fear that at some point it is going to cause us conflict. It is crazy how much my life has changed in such a short time. My mind drifts back to Troza and Father for a moment, but I refuse to dampen this moment with those thoughts. I must turn away from Dawn’s breasts that are peeking above the water as I can feel my shaft hardening once again, and I do not want her to ever think that all I want from her is personal pleasure and gratification. Then her voice echoes across the walls.

“I can hear your thoughts all the way over here.”

“What am I thinking?”

“When can we do that again?!” The sound of her giggling as she turns so that she is now facing me has me smiling in return. Before I can say another word, my communicator pings.

“Yes?”

“HaL, the dropship came one rising early, and there are several crates marked for you. Do you want us to set them in the hallway or in your rooms?”

“Gelid, my main room will be fine. I will unlock the doorway so that you can gain entry.”

“I will have them directed there. I know you are unavailable right now, but I knew you would want to know that we have three new calves, and all are healthy.”

“Good news and I will bring my mate to see them soon.” I no longer disconnect from Gelid when SAGE pops up out of nowhere.

“Here you two are. I have hunted all through the halls for you. Get dressed because we have goodies to go through.” Just as quickly as she came, she is gone.

“Well, I do believe playtime is over, dearest.”

Groaning, I make myself move toward the heat, only to feel scalded when I pull Dawn up against my chest.

“Damn, you’re cold.”

“Hot.”

We both say it at the same time. I stare down at her. She stares up at me. Then we burst out laughing. Making my way back up the slick side of the hot spring, I reluctantly set Dawn down. Even though the very touch of her skin feels like it is leaving blisters on my hands, I prefer her in my arms.

She turns, wiggling that cute little ass of hers while shimmying into the heated suit Troza had made for her. I sigh when her body is fully covered, and I know I need to re-wrap my own loincloth, but my girth is still sensitive, and I grit my teeth when I feel the material rub across its once again hard form.