Hannah's Hero - Ruby Dixon Page 0,61
catch in my throat. That…is not a traveling buddy look. That’s an I-want-to-strip-your-clothing-off look if I ever saw one. “I am tired of waiting for you to decide if you want me or not, my H’nah, so I am going to tell you exactly what I think and what I want. Now that your mind is clear, I can say these things. I want you. I want you in my furs. I want you in my arms. I want you on my cock. I want to wrap my tail around your ankle and pull your soft thighs wide so I can slide between them. I want to lick you everywhere.”
Wow.
I blink up at him, unsure what to say. “I…is that a truth or a dare?”
“It is truth. All of it. And now you know how I feel.” He skims his thumb over my lips. “Do you want to tell me how you feel?”
“I…think I’d rather play the game.”
His mouth crooks up in a half-smile. “I thought you would say such a thing. At some point you will not be able to run away from your feelings, H’nah.”
“I’m not running away from my feelings,” I protest. “I just don’t know what they are yet.”
“Then let us play your game and find out. You go first.” He lifts his chin at me.
“Um, okay. Truth or dare?”
“I want truth.”
Man, the way he says that is so very intent it makes me nervous. “Okay…” I cast about for a question. Something sexy? No, that just leads down a path I’m not ready to go to yet. “Is there anyone you don’t like at the beach? Icehome?”
“Yes.”
That surprises me. J’shel is the friendliest of men, always willing to help out. “Really? Who?”
“That is another question and it is not your turn. Now it is my turn.”
Ah jeez. I mentally brace myself. “Hit me with it.”
“Do you want me to lick you?”
It feels entirely too early for sexytalk. “Like…right now? Because I still feel pretty hungover from the leaves.”
Laughter rumbles up in his chest, and just hearing it makes me feel warm and practically giddy. “It does not have to be right now. It can be in a few hours, when your head feels better.”
“Do you think it’ll only take a few hours? God, I hope that’s the case.” I rub my brow, and when he immediately leans in and begins to rub my temples, I can’t hold back the moan in my throat. “That feels so good. Thank you, J’shel.”
“I will rub you anywhere you need rubbing.”
I don’t answer that, because it feels like a loaded question. I just sit quietly and enjoy his touch.
“You did not answer my question yet, H’nah. Do you want me to lick you?”
“Is it licking in a specific spot?”
“Everywhere.”
The look on his face is so intense that I squirm. He looks very much as if he wants to just go to town on me right now, and I have a feeling I’m not going to be able to hide behind a headache for long. “I…I just…” I swallow hard, unable to say what I want. I do want him to touch me, to “lick” me, but I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a precipice and I’m not entirely sure I’m ready to leap over the edge just yet. “Can’t we start with kissing first?”
I expect him to give me shit for my answer, since it’s kind of a non-answer. He’s been very upfront about what he wants from me and I’m evading. But J’shel considers this for a moment. “That is mouth on mouth, yes? We can do that.”
And he leans in.
“Right now?” I squeak, recoiling on the furs.
“Right now.”
“I still have leaf taste in my mouth! And morning breath—”
“I do not care,” he says, and takes my hands. He pulls me forward, helping me sit up. “How is your head?”
Who cares about my head right now when my heart is pounding so loud? My cootie’s tapdancing it’s so pleased, but I’m nervous. “I…I think I need more water.”
“Because you need a moment to gather your thoughts?”
My cheeks get hot. “Is that so bad?”
“I want to kiss you, H’nah. I want to mate with you. I do not want to force you. If you do not want me, just say so.”
I swallow hard, gazing down at our joined hands. He’s got two extra sitting on his knees, but it no longer seems weird to me. Extra limbs, color-changing skin, I don’t see any of that, really.