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The thing that Ylara loved about her heats was that her mind was blurred to everything that occurred during the mating riot. As she duelled tongues with Riithan, she wished that she would remember.
He lifted his head. “Why are you crying?”
“I am going to forget, and I don’t want to forget,” she whispered.
“I will remember all of it, and I will re-enact it if necessary. You won’t lose the moment; it will be waiting for you when you want to claim it.”
She sniffled as her body started to rub and roll against his. “You sure?”
“Oh, little darling, I am positive. I will replay every moment with the most dedicated of attention.”
She smiled. “Okay. I am going to let the fire take over now.”
“Go ahead. I will be with you all the way.” He kissed her throat and ran his tongue along the line of sweat that was forming.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and whimpered as she twisted against him. After he had gotten them both naked and horizontal, she had wanted the touch of his skin most of all.
From behind her own eyes, she watched herself touching him, caressing him, and heard her voice begging him to be inside her.
The first slow slide was heaven, but then, his heat started to sink into her, and she panicked. She tried to get away from him. He pinned her down and crooned to her as he continued until he couldn’t go any further.
He was too hot. Her body fought his, and he pinned her down. She was whining and crying, and it wasn’t until she explained the heat that his expression turned to one of understanding. He moved fast and grunted as he came. He backed up and withdrew, and she sighed and then shrieked as his stinger came whistling toward her and jabbed her below the navel. It withdrew as fast as it stung, causing her to shiver uncontrollably before her heat rose again.
He slid into her again, and she sighed. He was now just right.
Everything ached. Ylara was curled in a ball, and Riithan was wrapped around her, his forehead pressed against her neck. Her muscles quivered when she tried to move them, and the light streaming across them told her it was late afternoon.
“Stay still. You must be in pain.”
“Just a little bit.” Her voice was raw. She was used to that. It happened every time. She ran her tongue along her teeth, and she tasted blood. “Ohmygod. I bit you. I am so sorry.”
He chuckled. “You marked me up as you promised. My compliments to your manicurist. Your nails remain intact.”
He sat up and stroked her hair from her neck before kissing her softly where her spine started. There was a burn and then a throb where she should have been too exhausted to feel anything.
Her voice was a croak. “You bit me.”
He laughed. “I did. It was somewhere on our second day when my instincts couldn’t be held back anymore. I would say I am sorry, but I am not. You won’t turn and look at me, dear one?”
She laughed harshly. “I can’t. My body doesn’t work for me yet. The psycho sex fiend is still purring and won’t unlock me.”
“There is a warm bath waiting and a soft robe as I am sure you will want to collect yourself before we have a meal.”
She was stunned at the thoughtfulness. “That sounds very nice, Riithan.”
He lifted her up and walked with her around a discreet wall where a wonderfully tiled space was a wet room with an in-floor tub covered with rose petals.
He walked down the steps and moved to a bench, settling below the water and holding her across his lap.
Ylara winced when her opening stung and throbbed with pain until she could relax. The warm water wrapped around her shoulders, and the flower petals stuck to her skin.
She leaned her head against his shoulder. “You don’t mind the flowers?”
“Part of them is from the bouquet you caught. If it means you are the next to wed, I thought you should double down with contact.”
She looked up at him and groaned. “Sethir-Nin don’t get married.”
“No, but we have our mates. Here on Daycross, actives are allowed legal marriage. So, I wish to take advantage of that.”
