Hanna and the Hitman - Honey Phillips Page 0,57
as he left her arms.
“Don’t worry, little one,” she said, stroking his wrinkled little head. “Aidon will find your mama for you.”
“Now hide,” he ordered.
“Yes, Aidon,” she said obediently and hurried across the clearing. As she ducked down behind a large boulder, she saw him step into the jungle. Her heart pounded in her chest as she waited for him to return, but she didn’t have long to wait. He returned a few minutes later, the baby still snuggled against his chest, and she raced over to meet him.
“What happened? Couldn’t you find her?”
The little war beast wiggled happily at the sound of her voice, and Aidon handed him over.
“The mother is dead. It looks as though she had an injured leg, and the spirin”—he gestured at the body behind him—“must have taken her unawares. It normally wouldn’t have been a contest.”
She snuggled the baby closer. “Oh, you poor little thing. But don’t worry. We’ll take care of you now.”
“Hanna, they’re not intended to be pets.”
“But he’s an orphan. You can’t leave him out here to fend for himself. Please, Aidon.”
He sighed. “Why do I feel as if I am never going to win an argument with you?”
“Because you know I’m right?”
“All right. You can keep him—on one condition.”
“What condition?”
“Put him down now. We have things to discuss.”
The heat in his eyes sent a flare of nervous excitement racing through her body.
“But what if he runs away?”
“He won’t. He’s bonded to you as his new mother.” He stalked closer. “Put him down, my mate.”
Her mouth went dry, and she carefully placed the little creature on the ground. He trotted off happily to investigate the remains of their lunch.
“That food won’t hurt him, will it?”
“Nothing ever bothers the stomach of a war beast,” Aidon said as he stepped closer still, pressing the hard warmth of his body against hers. The heavy weight of his cock pushed against her stomach, and she felt a corresponding pulse of desire low in her stomach.
“You disobeyed me,” he growled.
“I didn’t go into the jungle,” she argued half-heartedly, her thoughts distracted by the increasing ache in her pussy.
“I’m not going to let you put yourself in danger. No matter what I have to do to get it through your pretty little head.”
“Um—”
“But we’ll come back to that. You said that you love me. Is that true?”
His face was hard, his eyes fierce, but she could see the pulse in his throat beating.
“Of course it’s true. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it. I’m even more sorry that I didn’t have the courage to tell you until now. But I do love you.”
“Thank the gods. I love you too, my mate.”
His head descended again, and this time he didn’t stop kissing her. He didn’t stop as he carried her down to the ground. He didn’t stop as he lifted her body to his. He didn’t stop as he buried himself so far inside her she couldn’t tell where he ended and she began. And he didn’t stop as she climaxed in an endless shuddering wave. It wasn’t until his own climax overtook him that he left her mouth, roaring out her name as he exploded inside her in long, pulsing waves of heat.
He collapsed down over her, enclosing her in the warmth of his body, and she clung to him with her arms and legs, pressing soft kisses to his chest and neck and anywhere else she could reach. She had barely caught her breath when he lifted his head, his eyes still fierce and hungry.
“I need to claim you again. The traditional way.”
She didn’t argue as he flipped her over onto her hands and knees. Despite his urgent lovemaking, his still-hard cock stretched her open as he slid into her, and she gasped.
“You look so beautiful like this, saachi.” He traced a finger down her spine, and she could feel the faint edge of his claws, sending a pleasurable shiver over her body. “How do your people discipline disobedient females?”
“They don’t,” she said defiantly. Or at least she tried to. His fingers were now dancing around her swollen clit, and that was all she could focus on.
His hand moved, circling the place where they were joined, gathering their combined wetness, before he reached the puckered star of her anus. Her breath caught. His touch was both arousing and slightly threatening. No one had ever touched her there before. He teased the sensitive flesh, awakening nerve endings she had never known existed. By the