she gazes up at me, her eyes wide. “Did you like touching me last night?”
I groan. Did I think my warrior had been defeated? He stirs, ready for battle yet again at the sight of her biting her lip. “You know I did.”
“You liked it when I rode your face?” Her hand trails down my chest. “When we touched and there were no cuffs, just me and you and enjoying each other?”
“More than anything,” I rasp, unable to look away from her as her fingers “walk” up my chest.
She curls her fingers sharply into my mane, tugging hard. Her sultry expression immediately changes to a scowl. “If you ever want to touch me again, you’ll trust me. I don’t like secrets, Nassakth! You know that!”
I swallow hard.
Is it possible to be more turned on than ever before? Because I love Kim’s ferocity. I love that she glares up at me, wholly unafraid, and tugs on my mane hard enough to make me wince. I love that she does not tremble, I love that she is nude as she snarls at me like a ferocious gladiatrix.
I am so proud of her….and I hate lying. Just…not enough to change my ways just yet. “If you must know, I had a bad dream and imagined that I saw your farm crumbling. I could not sleep, so I went to check it for myself, and forgot about the noli pollen.”
She peers up at me. “Is your nose bloody?”
I touch my nostrils, and sure enough, the water has loosened the scabbed-over scratch from where the bounty hunter yanked the breather free. “It must have happened last night.”
Kim flushes bright red. “I think I would have noticed if I hurt you.”
“You never hurt me,” I promise her. “I was just…not careful.”
“That’s not like you, Nassakth.” She continues to watch me with a wary expression on her face. “You’re very careful with everything. Is…something going on that’s distracting you?”
“Just mating to a beautiful human,” I murmur, purring. “And making sure she is well-pleasured.”
“Don’t even start,” she huffs, but the frustration is gone from her tone. She melts against me, soapy and warm. “I just worry about you, okay? I know you’re used to being alone—I am, too—but there’s another person to think about now. You have to remember that I worry about you, just like you worry about me.”
“I will remember,” I promise, and silently vow that no one will ever harm a hair on Kim’s head. No one.
“Good.” She smiles up at me and offers her face for a kiss, which I gladly give her. My arms slide around her waist and I pull her against me, my cock stiff and aching with need once more. Ah, this female. She is incredible. She—
There’s a knock at the door. Not the front door, but the bathroom door. I go still and Kim yelps in my arms, sliding behind me.
“Someone’s in our house,” she whimpers.
I unsheathe my claws, ready to destroy. “I will protect you. Do not fear.”
The knock comes again, utterly jaunty, and then the door opens. “Hey,” Bethiah calls. “I let myself in. Hope that’s not a problem.”
Kim’s hand clenches tight around my tail. “What is she doing here?”
An excellent question. “What are you doing here?” I call, turning off the spray of the shower.
“I thought I’d check in after last night. What fun, eh?” She comes around the opaque shower barrier and then pokes her head around to grin at both of us. Her gaze slides to my cock, and then to my face. “And might I just add a hearty congratulations to Kim for acquiring herself such a well-built husband?”
“Last night?” Kim asks in a sweet voice, and her hand clenches tighter on my tail.
I fear this is the end for me.
47
KIM
I’m furious as I watch Nassakth turn the water off in the shower. He can’t look me in the eye. Of course he can’t. He’s been caught red-handed. For some reason, we have a bounty hunter in our bathroom, and she has more information than I do about what the hell is going on, and it makes me so angry I could spit.
How am I supposed to trust my praxiian mate when he won’t trust me?
“Get out of our private quarters, female,” Nassakth says to Bethiah.
“You sound mad. Silly me, I thought you’d want an update.” Bethiah gives us a pouty look. “You are paying me a small fortune to—”
“Female,” Nassakth warns again.
“—take care of your little problem,” she continues blithely on as