Page 95 of Valpar

My mate was trouble.I knew that from the very beginning, but she continued to surprise me. She could distract me and help forget the people outside, with her delicious body and her arousing scent, but apparently it was nothing to worry about, anyway.

When I stepped out of the tent the next morning, leaving my exhausted female to rest, there was no sign of any of the king’s subjects. Just the tribe on the far side of the courtyard, sick from their drinking of ale and overstuffing themselves with meat andsweets. If they continued to act in such a manner, they would have a rounded belly such as myself.

Once they woke, Olur informed me that there was nothing to be seen nor heard from the tent the night before. The lantern that hung had fallen and our bodies could not be seen. The king’s subjects soon left afterwards, groaning in disappointment and sought their entertainment elsewhere.

My body felt lighter after that fact. No one saw the outline of my female’s body. No one knows how our bodies moved.

As for any sound, that sound that came from my female, the tribe could not hear it. They were upset they could see or hear nothing, so drunk amongst themselves.

The tribe dared to question if anything happened at all, but it was quickly dismissed with the gentle breeze and my stepping forward. Being coated with your miresa’s arousal was certainly an impressive achievement.

Pride washed over me. I had satisfied my female, and they were indeed jealous.

Their joyful laughter and rambunctious attitudes from yesterday were long gone. They were forlorn and a hint of jealousy was in their gazes. They spoke little, but congratulated me once more before they packed their things and all decided to take the long trek home.

They’d been away from their homes for a long while. They also had been together in the presence of many other males. Most of us were lonely creatures who only wanted a female at our side, not another male, to fight for land and possessions. Yet, they stayed to find a female, like did.

Most males had gardens, animals and traps that needed tending. They had their own duties to their homes and baskets, plus, leather and food to trade when we gathered once a month. They needed to get away from here, away from the brightness and light of the light sources. It would only make them moreirritable as time went on. Even I was tired of being in the open and not shaded by the trees.

Part of me was jealous of them. I longed to take my female back to my home, even if it was not ready like it was once was.

I had abandoned, half made furniture, such as a sofa for comfortable sitting, a half-completed bathroom and trunks of cloth for me to make her clothing.

I groaned.Will I be able to make her pretty things?

There were many things I needed to accomplish, but the only thing my body wanted, what I wanted, was to be with my female.

My cock would not allow for anything else.

She was devilish, a temptress, and I could not withhold myself from her body.

This communication she wanted was important, that much I knew. How could I tell her in the tent, with her half-naked body on top of mine and her arousing scent surrounding me, that her past was what was holding me back?

I would always have her, keep her. She was mine and I would never let her go. To have her suffer every day and it be my fault, that I would never allow. Luckily, I could hold myself from branding her. My brand was far too large to force that inside her. I would have to put in more effort for our bond to take place. For how long I would be able to withhold myself, I wasn’t sure. The want to plant my cock completely inside her, so her bones lined up with mine, sent shivers down my body I couldn’t ignore.

I wanted it, to claim her fully, but I would not put my miresa’s happiness at risk. Ultimately, it would need to be her decision if she wanted her memories back.

I swallowed heavily. Yes, her decision. No more letting others decide for her, even me, when I was trying to protect her.

The tribe left my horse at the palace stables. When it was time for my female and I to return to the Wood we would take him with us. I knew Ulam would be unhappy with me not spendingtime with him, but being a horse, they were not the smartest of creatures, anyway. As long as he were fed, cleaned and had the accompaniment of other horses in the fields, he would be happy.

When my female emerged from the tent, her hair was tangled, her eyes swollen and my smile emerged so wide, my lips hurt from my tusks tugging at the skin. She wore a silk blanket covering her body. I narrowed my eyes and took another look around the courtyard to make sure there were no wandering eyes to behold her body, then, softening again once I approached her.

My miresa gives me a lazy smile, leaning her head far back, as the sun cast a warm golden glow on her face. I could hear the soft rustle of her hair as a gentle breeze brushed against it. “Hi,” she whispered, her voice as delicate as a feather, and her cheeks flush a lovely shade of pink, mirroring the vibrant hue of her hair.

I took my claws and ran them through her hair, taking out some knots that gathered there. A rumble of pride erupted from my chest. “Female, you look thoroughly sated this morning.”

She playfully bit her bottom lip and shyly buried her blushing face in the soft fabric on my chest. I couldn’t help but chuckle, taking over the role of the amused.

I wrapped her in the blankets, covering her from head to toe. She grumbled about being too hot, but my grip on her tightened and I shook my head at her request to take some of the clothing away.

If it were ever possible, my possessiveness with her had doubled overnight. I did not know if it was because my cock had met her cunt or, simply, because I had to take her within the sight of my tribe the night before. Nevertheless, I would keep her covered until we reached the cave, where I could pamper her.

“Does your cunt hurt?” I whispered, as we entered the forest.

She lifted the blanket and covered her face. “You can’t just say things out loud like that!” She squealed and shook her head. I smiled and I leisurely I took our time through the forest, waiting for the sound of rolling waves to fill my ears.

I felt calm, even though I had nudging in the back of my mind that I needed to speak to my mate about her past. This communication she wanted would be done. Now that I was of somewhat sound mind, I intended to give her what she wanted.

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