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The shadow of his head turned toward the window and she knew that he was peering out the window, his brow likely lowering in a scowl as he very gently pulled her away. “There is something not right about this, but it is not you,” he growled. “There is nothing we can do about it at this moment with the rain. I likely would not even be able to pick up a scent should I attempt to look now. We will secure our den and ignore it. Someone wishes to frighten you, but we will not give them that power.”
Eve drew in a deep breath and nodded. He was right. She didn’t know why anyone would want to frighten her. It was true she never quite got along with the townspeople who thought her entire family were odd living alone so far from everyone else in their hidden little valley. The fact that most couldn’t find the entrance to it if they didn’t know the way did help rumors any. But she simply didn’t understand who could have found their way there and why they would be so intent on scaring her.
“Wait! I need to put the pie mix in the cold box to keep it while we are without power. The generator can take a while to kick back on and I don’t want it to spoil.”
Skal rumbled in acknowledgement and left her side, his soft footsteps heading back toward the kitchen and the creak of the cold box opening. She couldn’t see anything at all in the kitchen. The only light they had at all was the dim glow from the living room from the fire burning in the hearth. A hand touched her side and she jumped, swallowing back another scream when three more immediately followed suit.
“Warn somebody when you’re sneaking up on them in the dark,” she whispered.
The wind rattled the trees around the house, and the branches tapped on the windows and sides while the rain beat down with cacophonic thrum. Skal’s hands smoothed along her arms and hips in calming strokes that gradually dissolved her tension.
She moaned softly as he rubbed just below her hip against the joint there. “Your hands are like magic. That feels so good.”
He rumbled quietly and his hands fell from her hips as he shifted positions and moved out from behind her to draw her by the hand with a seductive pressure toward the living room. Her breath caught in her throat as she followed him, her senses wide open and reeling in the darkness. Was this really happening?
Skal paused by the door, and she heard the locks click into place before they headed into the living room. The faint light of the fire was reassuring after being practically blind in her own home and she turned toward it for a moment before her eyes searched out where she knew the window to be. She didn’t like the idea of anyone potentially out there… watching.
“The curtains?” she whispered, and she felt his body sway as he stopped, and the soft sound of the living room curtains being drawn shut.
She shivered in relief and once again his hands returned to her, stroking along her arms and sides. They didn’t drift anywhere particularly intimate but there was a sense of anticipation and maybe even a question in his patient, explorative touch. His muzzle brushed her neck, his soft fur caressing her skin and Eve sighed and leaned into him. He had an extraordinary skill of making her feel so alive. How was it that only Skal could ever manage to do this? How was he the only one to ever stir her desire?
As if to prove her point, his thumb grazed the underside of her breast and she arched into the touch, her breath shuddering out of her.
“I love the way that you respond to my touch,” he growled softly in her ear. “Even when you look at me, the dark points of your eyes expanding and the sweet scent of your desire stirring—even the color rising into your cheeks—all of it is perfection. I have never wanted as much as I have wanted you.”
The brush of his tail slid along the back of her leg beneath her skirt and Eve smiled as she leaned into him. He was reassuringly nonhuman, everything about him so different for the hard, indifferent hand of what she’d experienced before.
“I love the way you touch me,” she admitted breathless. “And the way you look at me as if you would eat me and savor every bite.”
His groan vibrated through her and she squeezed her thighs together to relieve some of the tingling need that was now centered on her clit and her slit that was quickly soaking through her panties.
“I would,” he rasped, his fingers sliding from her hip over her belly until they brushed her mons, trapping her cloth-covered clit between two of his fingers. “I would lap that this like I eat the filling from your pie. I know it will taste as good… better.”
Eve quivered as his fingers rubbed against the sides of her clit, pressing inward on the upstroke until she was sopping wet and trembling against him, her hips lifting into his touch. He was making a mess of her. She could feel her slick coating her thighs and the pulse of her empty, needy pussy. She jerked, an explosion of desire whipping through her as he pinched her clit between his fingers and gently tugged, as something hard, hot, and thick rubbed against her ass. She gasped aloud and moaned, and Skal’s chuckle rumbled just below it.
He nuzzled her ear and his hot tongue swept along her neck; the texture far bumpier than she expected. She wiggled against him and the lower hand that had remained on her hip tightened and dragged her firmly against him so that she could feel each engorged cock pressed against her clearly.
“I presented myself to you. I showed you all that I could give you, even as I realize I have also been showing you with every little the thing I did—trying to prove myself a worthy mate to a female I bonded to and half-mated without even realizing. A female I’ve come to adore and need with every part of my being.”
“And love?” she whispered.
“And love,” he affirmed, his teeth nipping gently at her neck. “The whole of me yearns only for you. If you would have me? I would be yours entirely.”
Her eyes squeezed shut, a tremulous smile curling her mouth. This was what it was supposed to feel like. Her heart felt full and an urge to laugh and shout out joyfully and scream overtook her all at once. She hadn’t imagined that he would feel that way, that she wasn’t just clinging to a male who tolerated his presence. He loved her and suddenly everything was clicking into place—a beautiful future that waited for him. But still she had to make sure that it wasn’t just a convenience.
“And if I said no?” She hated whispering the words and the pain they might bring him.
Skal’s teeth caught her a little more roughly, sending a shock of desire through her. “Then we will continue as we are, but I will not rut you. Not unless you are mine as much as I am yours. Regardless, I do not wish to live without having you with me. You have made me whole in a way I never thought possible.”
“Me, too,” she whispered, her smile growing freely as she leaned into his touch, her arm curling back behind her head to hold him to her the best she could. “I love you, Skal. I’m so thankful you barged through my door.
His breath fanned her cheek as he chuckled. “I am pleased that you shouted at me for stealing your pie. I may have started falling in love with you then, my brave little mate.”
Eve laughed at that and moaned against when his tongue swept across her neck once more.
“Do you accept me, Eve?” he rasped. “There will be no others. I will never seek another triad and never share you. I cannot share you after having you to myself. Perhaps I am selfish, but I will not allow another male here. Because of this there may not be any rogs for us, but will you love me an accept me as I am anyway, knowing my love for you?”
Tears sprung to her eyes at the pain in his voice and she understood that this was something that he was sacrificing for himself as well, all because he loved her so much that he couldn’t bear to share with a strange male. And in truth, she wouldn’t have him any other way. She loved Skal and felt completed just as they were. If rogs came then she would welcome them. If not, she wouldn’t grieve for what she hadn’t known. She had everything she needed right here already.
