I look down and see his... tail.
The thought is long gone when he inserts a finger inside. Working me harder. I am sucked back into the moment and smile brightly at him. I open my mouth, ready to tell him to get inside of me with the fury of a woman possessed, but instead, the edge of my orgasm races through me at lightning speed.
A hand covers my mouth as I come. It ripples through me, waves crashing over and over my body as I see the starlit skies before my eyes. He kisses me, and the feeling lasts even longer.
When it finally subsides, I slump against him, skin to skin. Sweat makes my body slide against Ra'Sa.
"You're beautiful,Ruh’flor," he says, brushing his lips against my head.
“What exactly does that word mean?” I finally ask. He uses it with increasing frequency every time we meet.
He smiles, bright and handsome in his blue skin.
“Cave flower. For the first time I saw you in Enduvida, you looked out of place amongst the stone, and yet I desperately wanted you to stay and share your beauty with my home,” he says.
I swallow. He flatters me too much.
"Get on the bed," I say.
His head tilts to the side. “Why, my demanding mate?”
I dip my chin down, wiggling out of his grip, and standing in the cold cottage, naked and panting.
"Remove your pants and get on the bed," I demand again.
He grins and then follows my command. He works quickly, almost not giving me enough time to enjoy the sight of his long, bulky body, nor worry over the dips and hollows that have started to show from the cruel conditions of the lumber yards. Markings that certainly weren't there before.
I walk over, sauntering before finally joining him.
I press a kiss to his lips, pinning him to my pillow. I don't care that his feet hang over the edge or that his hip bones dig into my thighs. I'm just happy to be here.
Happy to know that everything won't end tomorrow. That we will be free.
A wife.
I climb atop him and then lower myself. He pulls us to the side so each of us is half lying down as he moves in and out. We watch each other, moving toward another great emotional cliff.
Not to fall, but to jump, hand in hand.
Just as I reach over to intertwine my fingers with his, there's a sound outside our door. A shouting. We both freeze and thenhe pulls away from me. The sweat that had felt so comforting, so intimate, turns to ice upon my skin.
"Where is Melisa?!” Eneko shouts.
I barely have time to blink before the door to my room is yanked open. The force is hard enough to splinter. The two of us are there, naked. Ra'Sa in his Enduar form, and me, hair unbound.
Eneko stands in the door, home even earlier than expected. It’s clear he’s spent the last several days on a cart.
His wild eyes take us in. Already red cheeks turn deep scarlet. His nostrils flare, and his hair sticks out around his face.
“Eneko, wait!” Hibsej yells from the outside.
"You dirty, traitorous slut," he seethes and then he points at Ra'Sa, "And you!I’m going to kill you.”
He charges into the room, grabbing Ra'Sa.
My mate snarls and breaks free. His back curves as he adjusts into the defensive stance he taught me. I can feel the movement of the stones underfoot. “Weak, pathetic man.”
Hibsej’s head pokes into the gaping hole. When she sees Ra’Sa, she screeches, "Troll!” and then runs.