Page 31 of His Human Librarian

Crazy thoughts enter my mind. I envision myself remaining here at the ranch with him. This man as my husband. I’m his wife. I get pregnant and we have children together and raise them here on this ranch. I have children who are half Hyrrokin and therefore have some of his features. And this sounds good to me.

I unbutton my pants and pull them down and kick them off, so he has easy access.

His fingers are soon delving between my thighs and I can hear the sound of my moisture. “You are so wet,” he groans.

“It’s because of you.”

And then he’s rubbing my clit and he’s so good at it I’m already almost over the edge.

“It’s obvious you understand the importance of my clit,” I pant.

“We call it a nub, but it is the same in both of our species. And yes, I understand the importance.”

And then I’m holding onto his horns as the orgasm slams through me. I barely have time to recover when he lifts my legs and puts his hips between my thighs.

He pushes some of his girth inside of me.

I cry out because it feels amazing.

His lips cover mine and he continues to slide inside of me, back and forth getting more of it in, little by little until he’s finally fully seated.

The second orgasm lurks in the distance is the largest feeling I’ve ever felt.

And then, because Sten really does understand the importance of my clit, he reaches a hand in between our bodies and finds that spot again. Now he’s strumming my clit as he’s fucking me hard and I think I’m going to die from the pleasure.

For the first time in my life, I scream as the second orgasm hits because it’s that intense. I clamp down on him and it rushes through my stomach and all the way to the tips of my toes.

In the dim light I watch in wonder as he stills above me and throws his head back to let out a thunderous roar. I can feel the heat of his seed as he jets his release inside of me again and again. Sten falls on top of me but pushes to my side, gathering me in his sweaty arms.

I lie still, letting my heart calm down and loving the feel of his body all around me, so very close. “I hope no one is out there because we were both a bit loud.”

He laughs and kisses the top of my head. “I hope they are out there and did hear us and know you are mine.”

I wakeup and look around. Sten is sleeping well, and he obviously feels one thousand times better. The monitor on his leg brace is complete and was removed late last night. We're both warm and snuggly.

My clothes are back on which we both paused to accomplish after our second round of hot sex because we only have theblanket beneath us. I’ve slept in his arms again which was good for us, because it is a tiny bit chilly now at the crack of dawn.

I reach over to check the tracker again, needing to know the time and outside weather.

“Good morning,” Sten comments with a raspy voice. “Turn off the lights to conserve energy. We need to save it for an emergency.”

The first light already died and I had to switch to the second light. We have it on low but completely off is indeed better. I bite my lip and nod, because he’s right. I turn it off. It’s pitch black and suddenly I’m scared all over again.

He puts his arms around me. “There’s nothing in here with us.”

“Are you sure?”

“My sense of smell is much higher than a human’s. I would scent any animals that have made their den in here. And now, because of the rockslide, we are even more cut off from the rest of the cave system.”

“What about bugs?”

“There might be bugs,” he agrees.

“We're almost out of food and light and power,” I admit. “I was hoping that my assistant back on Gravian, whose sole job is to check in on me, will have realized long ago that I'm not responding. And then he should do what he is supposed to do, which is track down the local authorities near where I'm posted and give them my tracker location so that they can find me. That is what should have happened in a perfect world with everyone doing their jobs.” And then I scream because I feel a tickle. “There’s a huge purple bug crawling on my leg.”

He chuckles and knocks it away for me. “It’s harmless.”

“Sten…”

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