Page 18 of Borgaz


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She was scrambling the eggs she had brought from Wainwright when she heard a horse nicker and the distinctive creak of the barn doors. Her heartbeat speeded up but she did her best to ignore it as she scooped the scrambled eggs out of the pan and into a bowl. A heavy tread on the back porch, and then Borgaz appeared, his big body filling the kitchen doorway. Her heart certainly didn’t skip a beat at that scowling face.

“You’re back,” she said calmly.

He grunted and came over to look down at her bowl.

“That is all you are eating?”

“It’s more than enough for me. I have a few more eggs if you would like some. And some bread. It’s not much, but…”

“I will not take what little food you have. I trust you are expecting other supplies?”

“Of course. I told you Mr. Anderson is bringing -” She broke off and gave him a suspicious look. “Is that why you’re here?”

He didn’t even have the grace to look embarrassed.

“Yes. You are allowing a strange male to visit you.”

She crossed her arms and glared at him.

“First of all, he’s not a strange male. I’ve known him most of my life. Second, it’s none of your business who comes to see me. Or why they come,” she added defiantly. “I might have lots of visitors once word gets out that I’ve returned.”

His eyes narrowed and he took a step closer, trapping her against the counter.

“What kind of visitors, fojii? Do you intend to start courting?”

She ran her tongue nervously across her lips and that gleaming amber gaze followed the movement.

“Maybe. It isn’t any of your business.”

“Yes it is,” he growled, stepping even closer so that his big, hard body pressed against hers.

Her nipples turned to stiff peaks, rubbing against that broad chest, and the glow in his eyes increased.

“Why?” she asked breathlessly. “Why is it your business?”

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, a frustrated expression on his face. Telling herself she wasn’t disappointed, she pushed at his chest - to absolutely no effect.

“Stop crowding me.”

He growled again, then bent his head and kissed her.

Just a hard, fierce pressure against her mouth, but it made her entire body flare with heat. Her hands, which had been pushing at his chest, curled around his neck instead as his mouth opened over hers.

His hands circled her waist, lifting her up onto the counter and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his hips. She gaspedas his rigid abs pressed deliciously against the heated ache between her legs. He wrapped her braid around his hand again as his other hand stroked her neck, then slid down to cup her breast. His touch was delicate, feather-light, a shocking contrast to the heated demand of his mouth, and she wriggled restlessly, trying to get closer.

He gave a low, satisfied chuckle against her mouth, holding her easily in place as he feathered a thumb across an aching nipple.

“Impatient little fojii.”

His mouth moved from her lips to her neck, teasing the throbbing pulse as he had the night before. The faint scrape of his fangs on the sensitive flesh sent little shivers of excitement coursing through her body and she tilted her head to allow him better access as she tried to tug him closer. His thumb and finger closed around her nipple, the firm grasp adding to her excitement.

Her hands curved up over his head, tugging on his horns, and he growled again, his mouth sucking harder at her neck as she rocked against him. Her whole body quivered, her muscles tensing, and…

He snarled, a harsh, vicious sound, and stepped back, leaving her staring at him in shock, her breath still coming in rapid pants. His face was a harsh mask as he returned her gaze.

“I will not do this.”

Shock turned into embarrassment and then anger.

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