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“They’d grow soft with—”
“Not with you there. We’d raise them together, to be both strong and kind.”
“Kind?”
“It’s not a weak trait. By the sound of it, your people are dutiful, but not happy. We can make them both.”
I dislike what Elena is implying. “Happiness will not ensure the longevity of our people.”
“Perhaps it will. If people are happy, they have something to live for. More than just honoring their lines and people.”
I grind my teeth, unsettled by her thoughts. “Here, women can be soft. I’ve resigned myself to taking care of you, if I must. But the men must be strong.”
“But must you be so rigid? Can’t strong mean more than just physical strength?”
“Because they must always be prepared for battle.”
“What battle? With a bruntler?”
“There are other things on this island to fear than the animals.”
She draws her legs close to her body, and it takes all that I have to quell my furious lust.
“Do you mean that there are others on the island? Like…you?”
She allows the sound of fear in her voice to go unmasked, and even though it goes against everything my people stand for, I long to comfort her.
And so I do.
“Do not worry. Once you are with my people at our village, you will be well protected.”
“Once we’re at your village. I’m beginning to think that may never happen.”
“Tomorrow, when our councils meet, we will discuss the union of our people.”
“What if they won’t take us?”
“It will not be put on any one person to decide, and I will let it be known that I believe strongly that we should take every one of you.”
Her face brightens and I feel my heart swell with heat.
“Really?”
“Now, open your legs for me.”
She scoots to the center of the fur I have laid out and opens herself, revealing her glistening pink folds.
I can’t remember ever getting this worked up over a Tempest woman. The scent of these women alone will make my men shuck their ways.
I press my face between her thighs and inhale deeply, trying to bathe myself in her essence. She squirms, arching her back, urging me to hasten.
“What have you done to me?” I ask, then plant a long lick up her center. “That you would have me so crazy…” Another lick. “So full of lust.”
“Grix…”
My name tumbling from her lips is the sweetest music. I long to make her say it again.
I drag my tongue over her cunt as she cries out, grabbing the back of my head and grinding me into submission. I love that she’s so eager for my pleasure. That she loses herself so completely.
