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“Gods, you’re so tight. So perfect. I can’t last. I can’t.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck as he slowly and steadily worked his way deeper, his body shaking with the effort of restraining himself.

“Don’t then. Not this time. Just take what you need,” she urged.

“Lottie.”

Her name was a harsh plea and then he began to move, sliding back and forth, forcing himself deeper with each stroke as she wrapped her legs around his waist. The thick base of his ring brushed against her entrance, sending shockwaves through her as his tendrils surrounded her clit. She arched against him as he lowered his head, dragging his teeth against the side of her neck and then his codix throbbed inside her, a thick liquid heat flooding her as he roared.

“Celenk,” she gasped and the world exploded around her as the rush of heat triggered her own climax.

“Frek, yes,” he growled and then he was moving again, his codix still hard as he thrust into her with a demanding rhythm, driving her towards a second climax. The swollen base of his codix slammed again with each stroke, but never entered her. She writhed under him as she peaked again, but he was still hard, his hands and his mouth and his codix everywhere as he drove her to a third, gasping cry.

She was vaguely aware that he was moving within her again, but the sensations had blurred into an almost endless wave of pleasure that finally drew a happy sigh from her lips before she sank into exhausted sleep.

CHAPTER 13

Celenk gasped as another burst of seed erupted from his codix, but it still wasn’t enough. What he wanted, what he needed, was to push the thick ring at the base of his shaft inside her sweet cunt, to feel her surrounding him completely even as he filled her with seed, but she was already so tight she couldn’t possibly take it. Even as desperate as he was, he couldn’t bring himself to do that. Instead, he’d allowed himself to revel in her cries of pleasure as he fucked her hard and fast, as he -

Frek. Another round of seed burst free as she cried his name again.

He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of her, his hips still rocking against her, but her eyes fluttered short as her body went limp and he realized she’d fallen asleep. Poor little flower.

He forced himself to withdraw from the hot, silky confines of her body, then padded quietly to the bathroom. He returned with a warm cloth, cleansing her gently. Even asleep she responded to his touch, her hips moving restlessly as he carefully wiped her still swollen clit. The whole area between her legs was pink and swollen, and he would have felt guilty if she hadn’t so clearly enjoyed it.

He pressed a quick kiss to those pink folds, tempted to cleanse her a second time with his tongue, but he wanted her awake enough to enjoy it. Instead he climbed into bed and drew her into his arms, his tail settling around her waist.

Frek. A female he loved and a place that he could see becoming a home, and he couldn’t keep either of them. But he refused to dwell on that tonight. Instead he allowed himself to enjoy the soft warmth of his mate in his arms, the quiet sound of her breathing, and the serenity of the peaceful house as he drifted off to sleep.

The sun was just rising as he left the house the next morning. The morning light revealed even more flaws, but he didn’t mind. Every crack and rotted board was just an opportunity to make a better home for Lottie, to give her what she wanted.

Only for a short time, his inner voice reminded him and his chest ached.

Unwilling to leave without telling her, he’d dropped gentle kisses on her lips and cheeks until her eyes fluttered open. Her sleepy smile had been so warm, so… loving that he hated to leave her.

“I’m going to work,” he said anyway.

“Okay.” She yawned. “Do you know when you’ll be back?”

“Not really. I’ll find out if there’s a specific schedule so maybe we could have lunch together?”

“I’d like that.” She smiled again, reaching up to stroke his face. “Thank you for last night.”

He choked back a laugh. Didn’t she realize how much it had meant to him?

“I’m the one who should be thanking you. It wasn’t too much for you?”

“Mmm.” She wiggled happily and gave him a teasing look. “Wonderfully too much.”

The sheet had slipped a little, revealing her pretty little nipples, also pink and swollen but stiffening under his gaze.

“You may be a little sore,” he warned. “Take a hot bath when you get up.”

“I’d rather take one with you.”

He liked that image far too much, but he shook his head as he rose.

“Bath. Alone.”

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