Passion and bliss were intertwined, making my head spin with every lingering kiss we shared. Her soft, pink lips made me feel an intense rush of desire. I longed to delve into every inch of her, determined to uncover the source of her pleasure and satisfy her.
Her passionate responses fueled my eagerness to be consumed by her. To be enveloped in her warmth and feel her essence pulsating against my cock.
I didn’t know if she could engage in mating while in her current condition. I wanted to inquire, but I hesitated.
Placing my hand on her abdomen, she responded with a smile. “I have never seen a pregnant female up close before. You are beautiful like this.” I said, gazing at her stomach then meeting her eyes.
“Really?” She made a grimace and raised her eyebrows. “I’m glad you think so, because I feel huge.” She let out a chuckle.
Grinning, I added without thinking, “I can’t wait to fill you with younglings of our own.”
Olivia blushed and chuckled again.
The surrounding air was filled with a captivating scent, a blend of her unique, powdery sweetness and a hint of growing arousal.
Thank the gods my statement had not scared her. I berated my lack of self-control, nonetheless.
It was time to tell her the truth. I reached out and placed my hand on her knee. “Olivia, I have something to tell you.”
“Is everything alright? Don’t tell me you have to leave Alara? I couldn’t bear it.” Panic was evident on her face. I wasn’t great at conversation and this only proved it. It was not my intention to send her into a state of worry.
Her subtle movements made me painfully conscious of her bottom pressing against me, and I had to suppress a groan. “No. It is nothing like that.” I flashed a reassuring smile. “I am uncertain about how you will view me after I share this with you.”
Her brows drew together, and she put her hand to my jaw. “Now I’m curious. It would take a lot to change my opinion of you, Orin.” She ran her hand along my cheek, then smoothed it through my hair.
I shut my eyes and let out a deep, rumbling purr.
Olivia had stopped moving her hand, so I opened my eyes and saw her staring at me, expecting me to provide an explanation.
In a husky voice, I confessed, “Olivia, your touch feels incredible... I crave you.”
Her lips curled into a mischievous grin that made my heart race. “I want you too,” she said, her eyes filled with desire.
In that fleeting moment, our gazes met, and the world blurred into insignificance.
I let out a cough, trying to ease the tension, before stumbling through the words, “I want to be truthful with you, always... I’ve never mated with anyone before.”
Her head snapped back as she observed me. “Mated?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. “You mean sex?”
I shrugged, unsure if we were talking about the same thing. My translator clarified what she meant, and I nodded.
“But you’ve been with other women...You’ve doneotherthings, right?” she asked.
I shook my head, pressing my lips. “Only kissed. And only once.”
“I don’t understand...I never expected you to...not that I mind.” Her eyes held a gentle look. “So, you’re a virgin?”
My lips curved into a grin. “I do not know that word, but based on what my translator is telling me...I guess I am.” Relief flooded me when she didn’t become upset at my revelation. I inhaled the delicious scent of her as she licked her lips.
“Why? I mean, you are gorgeous.... I’m surprised no one has snapped you up already.”
Laughter bubbled up from deep within me. My K’sha had a way with the Terran language that brought a smile to my face.
Her head leaned into my touch as I ran my hand down the side, savoring the feel of her hair against my palm.
My heart thrummed in sync with hers. “I was waiting for my fated mate.” With my arms wrapped around her, I gave her a gentle squeeze.
“I was waiting for you, my heart.”
