Juunn laughed.“I am here to eat, not to check up on your progress.”
“Phew,” she said, running her hand across her temple.When she relaxed, she bumped her jar, spilling her leftover tisane over her tunic.She scrambled back, almost tumbling off the bench.“I’m so sorry.Is it a big mess?”
“Do not worry, Tiny.”Vaen ordered the rinse which flooded the floor with an inch of water before draining.He wiped the table with a pointed look between Tiny’s wet tunic clinging to her breasts and Nenn.
Nenn captured her hand and helped her to her feet.“Let me escort you to your room…to clean up.”
She nodded and squeezed his forearm.At her door, she faced him.“Just going to hop into the shower.Will let you know when I’m done.”
He shifted back, let her pass, then stared at nothing before striding to the bridge, aware he was acting like an idiot.Lost in the view out the forevids, he didn’t greet Igar.He leaned against the bulkhead, content to let his thoughts whizz past while he analyzed what she invoked in him.Vatia sahaar circled.Ulvus couldn’t be right.The male wasn’t known to be insightful.But Nenn couldn’t shake the hope.
A squeal snapped him from his daze.He bolted along passages to burst into Tiny’s room.Only to skid to a halt at the sight of a naked, dripping female with her arms thrown out.Presented with her full beauty, his breathing seized his chest.She muttered curses while she patted the air.Every step made her breasts jiggle, her taut nipples drawing his focus.The dip of her waist to the flare of her hips to plump thighs with some muscular definition tempted him to run his hand along her shape.
“Why does the tap have to be so damn sensitive?”She switched off the shower, then, shivering, found the towel and began to rub herself all over.
She bent, twisted, and rose, flashing him parts of her body between swipes of the towel.
A flood of heat hardened his koq.His fingers twitched to touch her, but his boots were riveted to the floor.When she raised her arms to dry her hair, he froze, mesmerized by her.
She sniffed then gazed at the door.“Nenn?”
“My apologies, Tiny… You screamed,” he managed, his voice hoarse.
She squeaked and clutched the towel in front of her.“You’ve been standing there the entire time?”
“You are beautiful,” he said, drawing closer.
She gasped, pink flushing her body.“Please tell me you’re alone?”
“I am.”
“Phew.”She grinned, releasing the towel to loop it around her.“Didn’t mean to scare you.I nudged the nozzle with my hip, changing the water from lovely to ice cold.When I leaped out of the way, I lost my bearings.”
He crossed to her, switching his gaze from the knot between her breasts to her flushed face.When he cupped her cheek, she stilled.
“Tiny,” he rasped.
She layered a hand over his.“What’s the matter?”
He succumbed and kissed her, willing his symbiotes to fade so her skin would be against his.The scent of her teased him.He broke away to draw in a deep breath, expanding his chest.She blinked at him, her lips swollen.Slipping his hands down her back, he yanked her against him then frowned at his uniform separating them.
“Do not move,” he said and stripped, tossing his boots and pants aside.
“Nenn?”she asked, a brow arched, but a twinkle in her eyes preceded a smile.“You can’t be thinking of taking advantage of little ol’ me?”
He chuckled and crossed to her, his stiff koq aching.This time, her silkiness pressed against him like the softest of moss.She sighed and scraped her nails over his torso, summoning a shudder.He ran his hands to her backside where he dug his fingers into her cheeks.When he hoisted her up, she squeaked.He groaned, his koq rubbing against her sex.
“Well, you did ‘buy’ me dinner,” she whispered, looping her arms around his neck.
She peered at him then kissed him, plucking at his lips with hers before thrusting her tongue in.His breath caught.Emotions stung his eyes with unshed tears.
She made him happy, which he hadn’t experienced for so long.Not since before his mother’s disappearance, if he was honest with himself.
He lowered Tiny onto her bed then stepped back to admire her sprawled before him.Running his palm from her toes, along her shin, over a knee, up her thigh and hip, a twirl around her belly button to tweak a nipple, had her trembling.Minute bumps formed across her skin.Her nipples tightened.That peach color he loved flushed her body in a path he wanted to trail with his tongue.
He pressed a knee to the mattress, then climbed onto the bed, nudging her legs apart with his.Settling between her thighs, nestling in place, fluttered warmth through him.The sensation was odd yet familiar, like he’d found the fabled Pools of Abstyn—guaranteed to grant the drinker eternal peace.
She stroked from his shoulders to his elbows, her unseeing gaze just to the left of his face.
