Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Grath put his arms around her as well and held her tight. At last he looked up.
“I didn’t want to do that to you,” he said hoarsely. “Didn’t want to risk another failed bond.”
“But the Goddess is involved this time, isn’t she?” Mattie asked. “I mean, she sent you to be my Protector in the first place and then she warned you that I was in danger. Surely she wouldn’t have done all that if she didn’t mean for us to be together?”
“I’d like to think so too,” Grath said seriously. “But I can’t guarantee it, baby. I can’t promise you that we might not end up with a failed bond and believe me, that fucking hurts.”
Mattie’s heart swelled within her. Poor Grath! All this time he’d been pushing her away because he wanted her so much—because he didn’t want to hurt her. But she didn’t want to let him push her away anymore.
“I’m willing to risk hurting to be with you,” she told him quietly. “I mean it, Grath,” she added, when he looked up at her. “I think it’s a chance we have to take. If we don’t, we’ll never know if we could have been more than just a Protector and his charge. We have to at least try.”
“I want to try, baby—I fucking love you so much,” he growled softly. “I’m just so afraid of hurting you.”
“You’re not going to hurt me,” Mattie assured him. But Grath shook his head.
“I’m not just talking about the bonding—I’m talking about how fragile and delicate you are. You’re so fucking tiny.”
Mattie could barely hold back a very unladylike snort. As a curvy girl, “fragile” and “delicate” were definitely not words she would have applied to herself. Though she guessed she could see Grath’s point—he was so much bigger and stronger than her, having penetrative sex might be difficult—especially if he was on top.
But why does he have to be? whispered a little voice in her head. Which gave her an idea…
FORTY-EIGHT
GRATH
“I have an idea,” Madeline told him.
“And what idea is that, little girl?” Grath frowned. He’d been enjoying just being close to her, but now she had that look in her eyes—the one she got when she was about to dive into a possibly dangerous situation without any regard for the consequences.
“I’m thinking that if you’re so worried about hurting me, maybe I should take the lead,” Madeline told him.
“Hmm…I can’t deny that’s fucking intriguing, baby,” Grath growled. “How do you mean, exactly?”
“I mean you just stay right where you are, and I’ll do all the work.” Madeline gave him a stern look. “And you’re not allowed to move unless I say so. Got it?”
Grath gave her a considering look. He was almost always in charge during any kind of sex, but he kind of liked the idea of giving the curvy little female the upper hand.
“How do I know you won’t do something naughty if I promise not to move? Something like trying to take my cock deep in your pussy—all the way down to my Mating Fist?” he growled.
Madeline’s cheeks flushed and the room was suddenly filled with the scent of her feminine desire. At once, his cock began to rise under the towel he wore, reacting to the sweet, enticing fragrance.
“I guess that’s just a chance you’ll have to take,” she said lightly, giving him a naughty little smile. “Now will you promise to hold still or not?”
“All right.” Grath shifted, his cock throbbing with anticipation. “I’ll hold still and let you take the lead, baby.”
“Good.” Madeline gave him a triumphant little grin. “Then let’s get started. First of all, I need to get rid of these.”
Grath nearly groaned with desire as she shed the towels she’d been wearing, revealing her long brown hair, which was still damp from the shower, and her beautiful, curvy body. Gods, she looked delicious all naked like this! Her full breasts were swaying, their ripe tips tight from the chill in the room and her soft little pussy was already getting wet.
“Mmm, baby,” he growled softly. “Getting all naked. I can’t imagine what you must be planning.”
“I’m planning on getting you to help me out with a few things,” Madeline said primly. “Like these.” And she threw a leg over his hips, straddling him, and pressed her full breasts into his face.
“How exactly do you want me to help, baby?” Grath asked, playing along. He could feel her soft pussy brushing against his cock through the towel and it was driving him fucking crazy, but he liked this naughty little game that Madeline had come up with and he wanted to keep it going.
“Well…my nipples are cold.” She made a cute little pouty face. “I was hoping maybe you could help me warm them up. Since you’re so good at making heat, I mean.”