Page 43 of Whispering Waves

She exhaled. “What if I don’t want to be out there with those blinking buses?”

“Then, you can meet some dolphins in a nice matriarchal pack.”

“Why no guys?”

“Because dolphin males are... not the most moral of creatures.”

“Oh. Can we go to bed now? It feels late.”

“The proper term is early.”

“Oh.”

He stacked the bowls and left them in place, carrying her up to bed, getting her undressed and tucking her in bed.

He disappeared for a few minutes, so she got up and went to brush her teeth. When she came back, he was frowning as if the rumpled sheets had dissolved her.

She slid back into the spot she was supposed to be, and he relaxed. When he curled around her, she smiled. “Good night, Kimo.”

“Good night, Nerina.”

He kissed her shoulder, and they fell asleep.

Chapter Seven

Nina sighed as Kimo roamed his hands over her. She hummed and turned into his touch.

“Nerina, I need to be inside you.”

He stroked his fingers between her thighs, and she responded as if he had been teasing her for half an hour. When he eased two fingers into her, she felt the hot, wet rush of her body’s authorization.

She was feeling warm, and sex sounded like a good idea, so she murmured, “Okay.”

He rolled her to her belly and covered her back with licks and kisses. When he worked into her, he turned her head and kissed her as he made his way into her. As he got to the edge of his knot, he groaned and shuddered hard.

He panted and kissed her. Pressing his forehead to hers, he squared up behind her and started to move.

She groaned, sighed, and grunted when an impact was particularly heavy. Her arousal built and then held steady as his movements kept her at a frustrating level.

Kimo came down on his elbows and reached to slide a hand under her. The contact with her clit sent her into a bucking orgasm that authorized his.

His knot pinned her, and he was breathing against the back of her head. She panted and pressed her head to the sheet.

“Oh, nymph, that was just what I needed.”

She smiled. She focused on stilling her body’s slow caress of him, and eventually, his knot let her loose. The torrent wasn’t nearly as intense as the day before.

She felt a coolness inside her and remembered what she had heard. “Uh, Kimo, can you do me a favour?”

“Anything.”

“Can you mark me?” It was humiliating to ask for a mark. The alpha normally offered it. “I mean, just a light graze will do, but you aren’t using protection, and whatever it is that put the mark on me isn’t happy.”

He paused. “I wanted to wait until after we meet with our families.”

She smiled. “Then, no more sex. It is really giving me an emotional depression that is coming from the outside in.”

Kimo sat back, and she pushed to sitting. He looked at her and stared at her. “You aren’t kidding.”

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