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“Not,” he confirmed.

He didn’t give his mate time to insult him further. Swinging her into his arms, he tossed her over his shoulder. She instantly started wriggling. Slapping a hand to her rounded backside, he easily held her in place while he crossed to his resting chamber. There, he dumped her onto his platform.

She sprawled across the mattress, her long hair surrounding her like an exotic animal’s pelt, her arms and legs spread wide. By the Gods, she was a vision. He knelt in the space between her thighs and took her mouth in a long, drugging kiss. It deepened in an instant.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him down so he sank into her, her body, her need. She was still much smaller than she should be, the cancer having decimated her, physically. The few days since her cure hadn’t given her enough time to fully fill out. Her pregnancy worried him, despite his computer, Rory, insisting Winn and the baby were in excellent condition.

“I love you, littlebluffie.”

Winn laughed against his mouth. “I’m not a fairy.”

“You are my fairy.”

“You saidbluffieswere for children.”

“Is a lamb not a youngling?”

She snatched a long kiss. “Fair enough. We won’t talk aboutbluffiesor lambs, at least not when we’re referring to one another.”

“I like this plan.” He eased her upward. “A better plan is to get naked.”

Heat blossomed in her glorious eyes. “I couldn’t agree more.”

It didn’t take him long to strip away her clothes. She didn’t wear much, alacy bra and panties, as she referred to them, that barely concealed anything. Unhooking the bra, he cupped her breasts and she moaned, her moan growing to a soft cry when hegently bit down on her nipples, careful not to scratch her with his sharp canines.

Next came her panties and he followed a path from her breasts, across her abdomen to her hips. There he paused only long enough to sweep her panties from her hips downward until they slipped off herlegs.

“You’re staring,” she whispered.

His gaze shifted upward. To his amusement, her cheeks were a soft blush-pink against her creamy skin. He’d commented on it the first time he’d seen the reaction, confused by what it meant. Vettians didn’t blush, though their bronze skin tone often darkened to indicate certain moods. He’d initially thought the blue around Winn’s mouth indicated fear, not realizing the cancer had deprived her of oxygen.

“I love staring at you.” He glanced down and kissed the top of her mound. “All of you.”

“I love staring at you, too,” she confessed.

“Do you know what I enjoy doing even more?”

Her blush deepened, though she grinned. “Tell me.”

“Why don’t I show you instead?”

Chapter 2

HE WAS KILLING HER.

No matter how often he made love to her, everything he said, everything he did, drove her insane withneed.

“Show me,” she urged. “Please show me.”

He didn’t hesitate. His waist-long white hair fanned across her thighs as he lowered his head to her pussy. He exhaled deeply, the heat of his breath warming her. Everything about him warmed her, hell heated her. Filled her with a desire so strong she couldn’t containit.

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. Then he licked her, finding the wetness leaking from her channel. His tongue circled her clit, then dipped inward at her opening. “And the most delicious female I have ever tasted.”

She wanted to tell him that he was the most delicious male she’d ever tasted—his flavor similar to chocolate and whipped cream with a hint of coffee. But she couldn’t get the words out.They caught in her throat, emptying into a cry of pleasure. The breath heaved in her lungs, deep, delightful, full breaths.

“Jo’Nay! Please!”

“Please stop?” he dared to tease.

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