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“All I could think about was what if he hurt you. What would I do?” Astonishingly, he took my hand in his. “Were you scared?” he asked, turning my hand over in his so it was palm up. He leaned down to brush his lips over it, and my heart almost stopped.
“N-not really. Well, maybe a little.” I realized I was being too insincere. I lowered my gaze to my lap because I couldn’t keep looking at him. I knew that all I felt for him must be shining out of my eyes. “Yeah. I was scared.”
“I was too, when I heard about it.”
“You were?”
“All the way to your room, I kept thinking, what if he’s hurt or even-even killed and I never got a chance to tell him how much I—how I feel about him.”
“Oh.” I met his eyes and sighed. “Maybe you could tell me now. If you want to.”
He leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips before pulling back to gaze down into my eyes. “I’ve never actually considered love before. Not in all this time. I knew I had bonded with you and had all those feelings churning around inside me. But most of the time I was trying to push those feelings away and not think about them.”
“And that worked?”
He gave a short, bitter laugh. “No, not at all. Venkarr and I tried really hard. I think I hurt him, though I never meant to. We were focused on the army and our careers, and we just didn’t think about anything else all that much. Sometimes, it even felt like I was bonding with him a little—he had bonded with me by then, so I tried to return his feelings. But when I saw you again at your father’s palace, I knew I had only ever been fooling myself. The feelings I had for you were still there. So strong they almost overwhelmed me.”
“But you kept pushing me away.”
“I know. I thought I wasn’t right for you. I was older and we’d led such different lives. Then there was my family. I need to tell you about that.”
I squeezed his hand. “Omak told me. I’m so sorry you and your family went through that.”
He sighed. “I was afraid it might happen again. I wanted you to know the whole story and think about that risk.”
I threw my arms around his neck. I couldn’t help it. “There is no risk. I’ve seen you fully transformed, and I know you’d never hurt me. I know it.”
He pulled me over into his lap and lowered his face to mine and I felt his soft lips brush over my mouth before the hand on the back of my neck tightened. Those lush lips kept moving over mine and ground down into my mouth with so much passion. But not just that—there was love too, and I felt it in his touch.
He slipped his tongue inside my mouth and swept gently over my tongue, and then his hands dropped down to my ass as he pulled my hips closer. He groaned and laid me down on the sofa, stretching himself out over me.
“Is this all right? Am I hurting you?” he asked.
“It’s fine,” I sighed into his mouth. “But we need to take off some of these clothes.”
He got to his feet quickly and started pulling at his. Soon he was so gloriously naked I couldn’t breathe. He lowered himself over me again, his thick, heavy cock leading the way and his perfect balls swaying gently with every move. He didn’t help my breathing by kissing me again. I had been wearing my robe when he first came in, so it was easy to slip out of it, and then I could feel all that hot skin of his against me, not to mention his very aroused cock pressing into my stomach. His lips were on mine, and the whole world was spinning wildly, and I never wanted it to stop. He sucked on my tongue and moaned into my mouth, and a sudden thought struck me, and I put my hands on his chest to push him gently away.
He looked at me with a dazed expression. “What is it? What are you doing?”
“I don’t want to rush you into anything, like I tried to do before. I want you to be sure.”
For a second, we stared at each other and the only sound in the quiet bedroom was our breathing, harsh and rapid. “I’m sure.”
Then one of us moved—and I have no idea which one of us—and we fell on each other like animals. He pulled me into his arms and grabbed one of my knees to pull my legs up around his waist. I wrapped my arms around him and tried my best to kiss him half to death. He picked me up, squeezed my ass and walked me backward toward the bed.
I floundered for a second when he threw me back on the mattress, but I quickly recovered and held out my arms to him. He looked at me, splayed out for him, my legs and arms wide open and he bent over and took my cock in his mouth like he’d been doing it for years. I made a lot of noise then, and I didn’t care about the guards.
When he had me swooning and feeling ready to come, he pushed my legs up to my stomach, and I put my hands on them to hold them in place.
“Oil inside the drawer,” I said, and he stopped and looked down at me with a frown.
“How do you know about needing oil?”
“Can’t we talk about it later? I’m dying here.”
He gave me a dark look but rummaged quickly through the drawer to find it. He looked at me directly with those gorgeous eyes as he rubbed some of the oily substance from the bottle on his fingers and then ran those fingers up behind my balls and circled my rim until I thought I might lose my mind.
“We’re definitely talking about the oil later,” he said, and I nodded frantically. Anything to get him going again.
