Page 26 of Rescuing Red

A chuckle rolled through him as he kept up his attentions, feeling her pleasure rising through their bond. Just as she was about to crest, he slowed, moving his tongue to her outer lips and thighs.

Liz growled, pulling at his hair until he lifted his head to grin up at her.

“Something you need, sweet mate?”

Narrowed eyes met his smile, one corner of her lip lifting to bare her teeth at him before a calculating look crossed her face. The sly smirk that followed had him sitting up just in time for Liz to spin herself around.

Her hot tongue lapped at his length as she spread her legs open in invitation. Hands pulling on his sides, she encouraged him to lean over her and continue his feast, but her lips wrapping around his tip distracted him.

Groaning, Blaide buried his face between her thighs as he fought to hold his hips still. She couldn’t move her head much in their position, and he longed to feel her hot mouth take more of him, but he didn’t want to hurt her.

Latching onto her little nub, he sucked and flicked it with his tongue until he felt her rising again, but this time he didn’t stop. Sinking two fingers into her entrance, he felt her tip over the edge, her orgasm pulling an answering one from him. She did her best to keep up with the flow, but he knew it was too much, so he tried to pull away. She refused to release him until she’d taken every drop.

Sitting back on his heels, he stared down at his mate, his seed smeared over her chin and cheeks. Her satisfied grin had him burning to continue their explorations as her tongue darted out to lick her lips clean, but he knew she’d feel guilty if they didn’t get on their way soon. Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her up into his arms, crushing her to him as he stole a lingering kiss. With their fluids smeared over both of their faces, Blaide wished he had the time to paint her entire body in them before licking her clean.

Liz’s eyes were closed when he finally pulled away from the kiss, chest heaving as the scent of fresh slick teased him. Reminding himself of their mission, he waited until her eyes blinked open before helping her sit up. Her pupils were still wide, and he was sure his were too, but the smell of her heat had already faded.

“Come, let’s wash up and get ready to go.”

Her brow furrowed before a surge of guilt and worry hit him through the bond. Liz scrambled from the bed. Nodding to the door on the side of the room, he followed her into his little bathroom, flicking on the lights.

If she was expecting what they’d had in the city, she was going to be disappointed, because he only had a traditionalshower that used rainwater collected in a cistern. He didn’t even have a tub, only a floor drain to take the used water out to the garden.

Clearing his throat, Blaide rubbed the back of his neck as he stared into the shower.

“I didn’t have any way to get one of those automated showers out here, so this is all I’ve got. It’ll take a few minutes for the water to warm.”

Liz turned and looked up at him, her soft smile doing nothing to ease his worry, but he couldn’t ignore the acceptance she pushed through the bond. He returned her smile as she slipped her hand into his.

“Good. It’ll give me time to clean up the nest first.”

Relief and heat mingled in his blood, leaving him torn between following her back to the bed or doing what he knew was the right thing. A sigh slipped from him when she turned and walked back into the room, her tails lifted behind her.

Moving to the shower, he set the water and turned it on, hissing at the chill when it hit him before he got out of the way. Looking back into his room, the image of Liz kneeling on the bed, straightening the blankets they’d disrupted during their romp, caught him. It was something he hoped to see every day.

After making sure the water was warming, he walked into the room, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist to bury his nose in her neck.

“I love the scent of me on you,” he rumbled in her ear.

He couldn’t help his stiff cock. She wiggled her hips against his eager flesh. They both groaned.

“So do I.”

The words caused his heart to thump as he gave her a tighter squeeze before releasing her.

“But it’ll draw every alpha in the area, so it’s time to wash.”

Holding onto his hand as he helped her step out of the bed so she didn’t muss the sheets, she gave him a saucy smile.

“You can get me all smelly again once Nana’s safe.”

Winking, she put her back to him and walked into the shower, leaving him staring after her. He didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky, but he was ready to drop to the ground and worship her for the rest of his life. Anything to keep her happy.

And that meant rescuing Nana first.

Groaning and trying to get his erection under control, he followed her to the shower, taking the soap from her. Lathering his hands, he let them wander over her slim frame, touching every bit of her as he washed away the dirt and sweat and slick from their trip and her heat. It was torture, but he loved every second. Even more so, he loved how much she enjoyed it, both her emotions flowing through the bond and her purr thrumming through the space between them telling him how happy she was.

Not letting him beat her to it, she returned the favor, her small hands caressing his muscles in a way that had him so hard he wasn’t sure he had enough blood left in his brain to think. It took a moment to realize the noise in his ears was his growl and the rising arousal wasn’t only his own.

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