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My erection was straining against my pants, and I glanced over at her. She slept soundly, snoring the same way she always had two decades earlier.

Fuck, she was beautiful. The most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, even after all this time. The confident lines of her face had softened in sleep, and it only made me want her more.

For a moment, I let myself imagine what it would feel like to be her mate.

To touch her whenever I wanted, to hold her hand when we walked. To carry her on my back as I ran, and fly with her when she was desperate for the freedom of the skies.

To make her laugh.

To tease her.

To touch her soft skin and watch her unravel on my tongue.

That thought had my erection throbbing.

I’d gotten off to a mental image of her in my arms, moaning in my bed, so damn many times. She’d been mine first, so I didn’t feel guilty for it.

My gaze focused on her face, for one long moment.

I’d let myself get off to her one last time. To her image, her figure, her voice.

And then, I would either convince her to be mine, or leave her in my past.

With my mind made up, I strode over to the circling river and stepped in. If she woke while I was jerking off, that was the safest place to be, not that I thought she’d be scared by it.

We’d gotten off together twice, before she left me. I had relived those days every damn time since.

My eyes closed as I palmed my cock, with the river’s water flowing past me. Her scent was in my nose, filling my senses with the combined smell of us.

I let my mind go back to the best fucking night of my life.

We’d been up most of the night, talking. She’d been in Vevol for a few months, and the time had passed quickly. We’d gotten to know each other slowly, and could talk for hours.

“Want to try something fun?” Nai asked, attempting to wiggle her eyebrows at me. She sat on the kitchen counter, finishing up the late-night snack she’d convinced me to make after hearing my stomach growl. All she had on was a t-shirt and a pair of the tiny panties she claimed kept her modest, and it had been driving me crazy for hours.

“It must be fun for you to do that with your forehead.” I ran a finger playfully over the wrinkles she’d created with the motion.

“Oh, it is. Come on.” She slipped off the counter and waved me toward her bedroom.

My cock hardened at the sight of her hips, ass, and hair swaying as she walked, but I tried to ignore it. She’d already explained sex to me when she realized I had no idea what it was—and sworn me to secrecy, because there was enough insanity among the males as it was.

“Is this fun going to get me attacked?” I grumbled, feigning disinterest.

She flashed me a grin. “Would it be worth it if it didn’t?”

The woman had a point.

She reached down, grabbing the hem of her t-shirt and tugging it up over her head. I nearly tripped over my feet when the shirt hit me in the chest, giving me a clear view of her bare back while that sexy long hair swung around the middle of her spine, drawing my focus to her waist, and the tiny panties barely covering her ass.

“No touching,” she warned me.

We didn’t know mate bonds existed, but Naomi had admitted to me that she was a virgin. The word meant nothing to me, but she’d explained it. Virginity was a strange concept, but I supposed it made sense for the most part.

She stepped out of the panties, tossing them to me before she slid onto the bed. I lifted them to my nose without thinking eyes widening and cock throbbing as she opened her legs to me, just a little.

There were men fighting outside the small house we occupied, and no one knew I was there with her… and she was bare, for my eyes alone.

I nearly erupted in my pants at the thought, the sight, and the smell of her.

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