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Syar picked her up and cuddled her against him. Reynaldo sat up, Syar sat down, and they were all on the couch together. She sighed. “Sorry, I am so sleepy.”
Syar smiled. “We are on the third day of you being here. We are adjusting, too.”
She sighed and yawned again. “Well, it helped.”
He kissed her temple. “I think we can have a nice afternoon at the beach.”
“Beach?” She looked at him. “Don’t you have stuff to do?”
“I can do most of it from there.”
“Okay.”
“But first, lunch.” He inhaled her scent, and his heartbeat set up a slow and steady thudding. Just having the kitten close was intoxicating. She had been a warrior of sorts for years, but now, she could relax and choose what she wanted to do. He was hoping that Reynaldo and himself were high on the list.
Chapter Eight
Ven looked at the open ocean. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she could only guess at the dangerous and deadly creatures below the surface next to the tasty ones. There were chairs that Reynaldo snagged, and she and Syar were soon curled up in the shade.
She was dopey from her high-protein lunch and looked around. There were families walking into the water and having fun. No one wore a swim suit, and no one cared.
Reynaldo sat next to her and smiled at her. “Want to take a dip?”
“I am still tired.”
“I will hold you. Come on. You aren’t officially on an island until you have stuck your foot in the ocean.”
She sighed and got up. “Fine.”
“Take your clothes off. We aren’t fussy about clothing. You’ll get used to it.”
She undid the skirt and unzipped her sports bra, rubbing at the red marks on her shoulders. She steeled herself, stalked to the water, and kept going until she was waist-deep. The waves lifted and dropped her gently. She lifted her legs and sank beneath the waves as she was pushed toward shore. Reynaldo was thigh-deep as she surfaced and looked at him. His face was relieved, and he moved toward her, wrapping her in his arms as the next wave struck.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and held tight to his neck as the next wave hit her. He cupped her hips and murmured, “Having a problem getting wet, kitten?”
Ven gasped in shock. He was at her opening and had slipped in.
She shivered and bit his shoulder. The water lifted her and dropped her more firmly on him. She tried to feel what he was feeling, but it was gone.
She looked up at him. “The mark faded.”
He nodded. “While you slept. You heal really fast.”
He was about three inches inside her. The urge to bend her neck to him was difficult to ignore. She looked up at him and stroked his jaw.
He smiled and nipped her thumb. “May I mark you again?”
She sighed. “I guess you have to.”
“I could just tether you to my wrist. Have you close at hand.”
She swallowed. “I thought I was Syar’s emotional support beta.”
“I am rapidly discovering a distinct need for one of my own.”
Ven felt him moving slightly inside her as the waves hit her back over and over. The slight slide inward with the unpredictable rhythm made her press her forehead to his shoulder, and she gritted her teeth as she came.
He stroked her back. “Did you...”
