Page 23 of Watering Stone


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“I want to kick him in the balls.” She sighed. “Until I get tired.”

He smiled and reached out to pull her against him. He held her just like he used to, and her mind spun through two years of memories. She muttered, “You got bigger.”

He laughed. “So did you. Cheesecake?”

She snorted. “Pancakes.”

“With the butter in little hearts?”

She smiled. “And warm syrup.”

“And lots of coffee.”

She exhaled slowly. “Oh, yeah.” She cuddled in closer, breathing in his scent of fire and salt and Key. “You know what I like.”

She looked up and winked, and they both burst out laughing. When the laughter faded, he bent his head to kiss her, and she looped her hands behind his neck and pulled herself up against him until his hands around her waist kept her steady, but she was supporting most of her weight.

He tasted the same, and she was swamped with memories as they kissed. Her mind was caught in the past, and when arousal started to pound through her, she jerked back, her chest heaving and everything throbbing.

He asked her in a soft rumble, “Why did you stop?”

“I was stuck in memories. Going further is new. I...”

“Anything from here on is new.”

“I hate how easy I am,” she muttered.

Mano spoke from nearby. “We are big fans. Huge fans.”

“Can we find out if you will respond to me like you did to Nalu?”

She looked at him. “Is this a weird alpha thing?”

“Yes.” He lifted her and pressed her against one of the supports. The kiss started again, and she let herself relax, and when she relaxed, the heat surged out and turned to liquid. She heard the sharp intake of breath as he kept teasing and taunting her. Her gasps and whines were desperate. When he moved his body against hers, she moaned as her body pulsed and shook while he held her head, and his kiss continued. Slow ripples of pleasure went through her, and he gently eased the kiss to a conclusion.

She dropped her head in embarrassment. He raised her head and kissed her softly from chin to forehead with dozens of small kisses.

Her inner thighs were hot and wet. She whispered, “Put me down, please.”

He slid her down the polished post, and it took her some effort to stiffen her knees. Her body was hot, and instinct was telling her to knock him on his ass and climb on top.

Eliana panted and then glanced at Mano and groaned. “Don’t even think about it.”

He shrugged. “I wouldn’t dare.” He held out his hand. “I just want to show you the path to the water.”

She was wary. “That’s it?”

“That’s it.”

She put her hand in his, and he walked her out of the home and down the path, supporting her wobbly knees.

He murmured, “So, this is weird, huh?”

“Ya think?”

He chuckled. “For the record, we don’t gang up on a single woman. I’ve been in the band for twelve years, and this hasn’t happened before.”

She swallowed. “I don’t think that participation is mandatory. You can skip it.”

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