“You work hard for your tribe and I didn’t want you to have to come home to unpleasant odors.”
“It is not that your odor was unpleasant. It was just strong.”
I remember Nori’s words and wonder if there is a kernel of truth to them.
He massages my neck firmly, and an unfamiliar feeling stirs in my loins, causing me to gasp.
His hands pause and he licks his lips, and a strong pulse livens between my thighs.
“Are you well?”
Do I step away now that he’s gotten most of the spice off of me?
I don’t want to.
What does he want?
Ramsey likes your scent, which is why he tells you he hates it,Nori had said.
Is that what this is? Could he possibly…
No. It’s absurd that I should have such thoughts, considering how he feels about me. I’m just being wistful. Wanting something that wasn’t meant for me.
“Yes, I was just startled.”
He goes back to rubbing, his hands slowly moving over unspiced flesh.
I wonder if he’s taken notice of my impossibly hard nipples, or the way my breath is now rushing to a pant.
I wonder if it would offend him if he did.
Despite how enticed he’s making me feel, I force myself to say, “The burning has subsided.”
As though not hearing me, his hands still travel over the tops of my breasts and down the sides.
I struggle hard, my toes curling in the water, trying my best not to gasp a tiny moan.
He pauses as though suddenly realizing his trespass, his hands placed halfway on the undersides of my breasts, his silver gaze looking more tortured than I’ve ever seen it.
To be looked at in such a way is thrilling, and despite the heat of the cave, I feel the hairs on my arms stand on end.
I’ve never been put in a situation like this, and I never imagined I would be. Every man who’d courted me in Penticar did so with the hopes that his heirs would one day inherit my parents’ title.
But Ramsey isn’t looking at my family’s wealth, as I have no family here. And he’s certainly not looking to court me.
He’s just looking at me, his desire plain to see.
“Orvell is a most effective cleric,” he says, his voice raspy. His thumbs edge closer to the center of my breasts, touching the edge of my areolas before jerking away as though by some invisible force.
He takes a step back, looking towards the cave’s entrance. “Have I removed all the spice?”
I nod, clearing my throat. “Y-yes.”
He puts the lid back on the salve and moves further away. “I will grab fresh clothes for you.” He lifts himself to exit the water, his enormous cock hard now, bobbing obscenely as he pulls himself onto the lip surrounding the water.
Remembering I have a little more spice left, I ask, “Can you leave the medicine?”
He hops back into the water and lifts the salve. “You said the spice was gone.”
