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A powerful emotion crossed Tamryn’s face, and she chuckled at my comment. “Your jokes are indeed terrible. And yet, the way you deliver them still manages to crack me up.”

“You see? You get me,” I said. “In the six years since my transformation, you are the first woman to stir my interest, to make me want more. Unless I’ve completely misinterpreted your responses to me, I believe you also have feelings for me that go beyond sex. I don’t need to tell you how socially challenged I am, and yet, around you, there’s never that awkwardness, those uneasy moments of silence that we feel obligated to fill. I can enjoy peace and quiet with you, and still feel comfortable.”

Tamryn smiled and nodded. “We do get along pretty nicely, don’t we?”

“We do,” I replied. “I’m not going to insult your intelligence with words of eternal love. However, I feel a strong bond with you, and I want to see how far it will go. In all the ways that count, you and I are already a couple. You are a warrior, like me, and we both want to obliterate Shui. We could try to build a future together while plotting his demise.”

She let go of my cheeks, her arms wrapping around my neck as her face took on a tender expression. “I’m liking the sound of that.”

A bolt of fire exploded in my chest. Eyes locked with my woman, I leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Although sex between us had always been off the charts, this time, there was something different in our kiss. Affection, hope, commitment, were some of the words that came to mind as our tongues mingled with an intensity devoid of the all-consuming lust that often dominated our couplings.

When the kiss ended, I rested my forehead against hers, and Tamryn gently rubbed her nose against mine, making me smile.

“I’m still not doing any secretarial job,” I deadpanned, and she burst out laughing.

Chapter 14

Tamryn

Eyes locked with my lover—well, my boyfriend now—legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck, I let him carry me back to our bedroom. We still hadn’t baptized every surface of the room. Truth be told, I didn’t think that we would, and it didn’t bother me. Although we’d be deemed fairly vanilla, sex with Jarog was amazingly wild. My man was a beast in bed, pun very much intended.

Aside from his insane stamina, Jarog was an extremely attentive lover. I suspected he used his cybernetic assets to analyze my responses to his ministrations and adjusted accordingly. His ability to touch me just the right way, at just the right time, and with just the perfect amount of force or sweetness was almost supernatural.

He kissed me as he laid me down on the bed then straightened. As he kicked off his boots and unbuttoned his shirt, his gaze never strayed from my face. The possessiveness of it all had a swarm of butterflies fluttering away in the pit of my stomach. Having already ditched my own shoes back in the living area, I kneeled on the bed to get rid of my shirt, then crawled to the edge on all fours. Reaching a hand forward, I grabbed the waist of Jarog’s pants and yanked him forward. My man complied, advancing a couple of steps until he couldn’t come any closer.

I stared at the face that had grown so dear to me while undoing his pants. I freed his cock at the same time that Jarog tossed his shirt to the corner of the room. He was half-erect but quickly hardening as I began to stroke him. He took in a hissing breath when my mouth joined the fray. He was too long and thick for me to take all of him in. However, my deep throat was fairly impressive. I bobbed in front of him, reveling in the sexy sounds he made, his breathing accelerating as his hand slipped through my hair.

I loved that he never tried to take charge when I was pleasuring him, or to force me to perform in a specific fashion or pace. Jarog was definitely an alpha, but not a control freak. He was a formidable force of nature with the strength to snap me like a twig. And yet, he was putty in my hands. Nothing made me feel more powerful than to see him fall apart for me, as he was about to do.

I accelerated the movement of my hand on his shaft, squeezing tighter as I took him even deeper into my mouth. My tongue massaged him, and my teeth gently scraped the soft skin of his length. Jarog stiffened. My hand on his hip immediately slipped to the round globe of his left butt cheek. I sank my fingers into the fleshy part, preventing him from pulling away as he often did—or at least tried to—every time he was about to climax in my mouth. I wouldn’t do it for just any man, but I genuinely enjoyed swallowing him. Too bad his semen didn’t transfer to me any of those badass healing nanobots of his.

I loved the way Jarog slightly wavered on his feet from the pleasure I’d just given him as I squeezed the last drop from him. He stepped out of his pants, which had dropped to his ankles while I’d been blowing him, then pushed me onto my back. He kissed me, not minding the taste of his own essence on my lips. My man gently undressed me while covering my body with kisses. Once he had me naked, Jarog joined me on the bed. But first, he returned the favor.

In the most exquisite torture, he licked my slit and folds, dipping his fingers in and out of me, but always snubbing my clit while it throbbed and ached from neglect. At first, I believed it was because he enjoyed hearing me beg and seeing me writhe helplessly beneath his touch, while being denied what I wanted. But over the past few days, I’d realized he was just building up the tension. And then, the moment the wet heat of his mouth finally settled on my engorged little nub, lightning would strike, sending me tumbling into a vortex of bliss.

I cried out, my back arching off the bed and my head rolling from side to side as he sent me over the edge. Not for the first time, I growled in frustration at Jarog’s short hair. I wanted to fist it while he feasted on me. I had to content myself with rubbing my palm over the short but soft bristle of his hair while coming down from my orgasm.

I welcomed my lover with open arms when he climbed back on top of me. Even though it no longer burned as much going in, Jarog’s cock still made me feel incredibly full. I sank my nails into his back, moaning loudly as each stroke of his length inside me propelled another wave of liquid fire through my veins. His slow and tender movements were setting my skin ablaze. As much as I loved the sensuality of this moment, my man had awakened the volcano deep within me, and it needed a bit more to be able to erupt.

I began to lift my pelvis, meeting him thrust for thrust. Always attentive to me, Jarog picked up the pace, taking me deeper, faster, and harder but still without falling back to the wild and unbridled romps that often took place between us. Today, we weren’t fucking; my man was making love to me.

Our voices became one as we climaxed together.

As was his wont, Jarog slammed himself deep into me as his seed erupted inside of me, his bruising hold on my hips keeping me still. Then he resumed moving in and out of me, his lips worshiping my face and my neck as he gradually hardened again, picking up the pace until he was once more pounding into me.

He wrested one more orgasm from me before collapsing on the bed and collecting my feverish body into his arms. I pressed myself against him, gently rocked by the erratic beating of his heart in my ear, slowly settling down.

Jarog and I weren’t in love with each other yet, but something magical had sparked between us from day one, and strengthened every day since. I knew my future was currently embracing me. And thankfully, when being presented with other opportunities, he had chosen me.

My arms tightened around him, and I gently kissed his chest before resting my head on it again.

I choose you, too.

We didn’t see Loreus for the rest of the evening. Yelena had been assigned to him… but for what? The Cyborg wasn’t hard on the eye, and like Haelin, she certainly had noticed, too. However, I doubted monkey business was the reason for his absence.

Haelin had gone all out with the defenses surrounding Satos. A part of me considered it overkill, while the other agreed with an excess of cautions. The local residents displayed signs of nervousness. Some of the visitors had hauled ass overnight or early this morning. I couldn’t blame them. With the city and its leader in the crosshairs of Grellik, those travelers understandably had no desire to get caught in the crossfire.

When Jarog announced to Haelin that he would be staying here if she would have him, I couldn’t say whether he or I was more shocked when she squealed and pulled him into a bear hug. Despite her far more delicate frame compared to Jarog, the Narengi female possessed an impressive amount of strength.

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