First Forest - Viola Grace Page 0,11
were mottling into bruises. Even her arms were marked up. “Holy heck.”
He chuckled. “This is why I brought the flowers. Lay back down.”
She followed his direction, and she flattened down as he opened his robe and let it drop around his waist. He picked up one of the flowers and plucked a petal from it. He placed it gently on her breast. She felt a cool tingle, and when she craned her head, it was gone.
“What just happened?”
He smiled and did it again and again. “These flowers are made for this purpose. They will adjust to and repair the tissue, removing the discolouration and assisting in the bonding of muscle fibers.”
“Oh, sexy.”
He paused and snorted. “You have a strange turn of phrase that I haven’t heard before. I do wish to learn any and all euphemisms at your disposal.”
He placed another petal on her, and the cool tingling rush hit her again.
She swallowed. “That could take a very long time.”
“Oh, yes. You have quite the vocabulary. This could take decades.”
He continued to place one petal over one bit of skin at a time, humming to himself in a voice that reminded her of rustling leaves.
The small, cool shocks were having an effect on her, and it wasn’t just the healing. He moved slowly down her torso, her arms, the front of her thighs.
“When did that happen?”
He flexed her leg and put a petal on the bite mark before doing the rest of it. He just grinned and kept working on her.
She shivered as he eased her to her stomach, and the tiny shocks of tingling cold on her shoulders surprised her. “When did that happen?”
He laughed. “You must have been distracted.”
“What were those? You seem to be going over them a bit.”
“Just bite marks. I got carried away.” He chuckled.
“Hm.”
He chuckled again.
When he finished on the grip marks he had left on her butt, he whispered, “Turn over again.”
She rolled over and thought he was just looking for bruises he had missed when he lifted her and arranged her on his lap, her thighs around his waist.
Her heart thundered in her veins. “What’s happening now?”
He smiled and took three of the petals between two fingers, and he slid those digits into her. “Just making sure that I don’t miss anything.”
She shivered and curled inward as the cooling energy bloomed inside her. She clutched at his shoulders and gasped. He withdrew his fingers slowly, took another three petals, and slid them inside. The soft explosion of cold sent a shiver through her, and she could feel her muscles grasping at his fingers.
He smiled slowly. “I think one more treatment should do.”
Abiha narrowed her eyes and said, “It feels fine now.”
“No, no, we don’t want to take a chance. Your health and well being are very important to me.”
She glared at him, and he kissed her as his fingers slid into her again. When the cold blossomed inside her again, she whimpered into his mouth.
She squirmed as he kept his fingers inside her. His tongue slid against hers, and his fingers started to move. His thumb stroked her clit, and she started shaking.
Abiha slid her hands to his neck and held his head to hers as she started flexing her hips against his hand and moaning as she got closer and closer to release. When it hit, she inhaled sharply, and she held onto him as his thumb kept the tense aftershocks going. When her body relaxed, she slumped against him.
Her heart was still thudding, and her body was sheened with sweat.
“Well, you are feeling better.” He slid his fingers inside her. “You feel amazing, in fact.”
She chuckled and kept her forehead pressed against his shoulder. “Your fingers will get all pruney if you keep soaking them in me.”
He murmured against her ear, “You are the one soaking me.” He slowly moved his fingers inside her.
“Sorry, not sorry. If you don’t like it, get them out of me.” She looked up at him.
His eyes were heavily lidded. “No. I like them where they are.” He slid them in and out of her. “You are so tight, hot, and slick.”
His voice was so low that she could barely hear him, but she could feel him.
He slid his fingers in and out of her, bending her back over his other arm and using his mouth to drive her crazy with the strong draw on her breasts. Her hands flailed, and she finally winced and gripped his horns. She felt his teeth on her as