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Chapter 27

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He pushed me up against the wall and pressed his lips to mine, first gently, but I felt his hunger rise as the water licked our skin. I lowered my legs from his waist, and he pulled my arms above my head, pinning them to the wall as he moved his lips to my neck and arms, then kissed down my side.

His hands ran over my body and found their way between my legs. He spread his fingers, allowing them to trace the along the edges of my slit. Then, he slipped his middle finger between and slid to my clit, massaging it. I moaned as warmth began to spread through my body. He pushed two fingers deep inside me and I gasped as he stretched me. “Katla, feel what you do to me,” he growled in my ear as he took my hand and wrapped it around his length.

I slid my hand up and down his shaft, feeling the tightening soft skin wrapped around engorged veins. “Like this,” he said, wrapping a hand around mine, and placing my hand so it cradled his cock. He opened his hand slightly as he moved back and tightened his grip as he worked toward the head. “Good girl,” he whispered in my ear and playfully nipped my ear as I fell into the rhythm of his fingers pushing and playing between my legs.

The warmth spread and his fingers found new places deep in me. I felt a tightening rising in me. My breath became ragged and my back arched against the cool wall. My hips rocked back and forth at the motion of his hand. I moaned, continuing to work his cock, and he picked up the pace.

I began to squirm as the tightness grew in me and then a release exploded and rocked my body. My body began to shake, and I felt Damien’s body stiffen as he gripped my hand around his cock tight, thrust into our fist and released. Cum squirt from between my fingers and dripped down my abdomen, then was carried down my body to the shower floor.

He put his forehead on mine and smiled, “I want to fuck you so bad I can’t stand it.” My body, still on its post climax high leaned in to his, and electricity hummed through our skin, calling to one another.

He spun me toward the wall, and kissed from my neck, down my spine and then worked a lather of soap along my back, between my legs and down to my toes. The smells from the soaps were relaxing.

I spun around to look at him and kissed him again. I grabbed the soap and loofa, and pushed him back on the bench. I created a sudsy lather and spread the bubbles from my neck and down my chest, staring at him and biting my lip playfully while I worked circles around my nipples then down my abdomen. I could see Sargon watching from behind his eyes, and Aurelia hungrily looked back through mine as I worked the bubbles down, between my legs. I let the water wash over me, pooling below my feet and disappearing below the tiles.

I walked over to Damien, straddled his lap, and whispered in his ear, “I want you to fuck me so bad I can’t stand it, too.” The Mating Moon couldn’t come soon enough.

As soon as I thought we wouldn’t be able to wait, a man knocked on the glass wall. “Sir, apologies for interrupting…”

“Oh, Rolf, this is Katla, my betrothed,” he said pulling me tight. “Katla, this is my Beta, Rolf.”

I smiled politely, and he said, “I’m so glad to see you aren’t from under a bridge.”

Damien threw water at him and told him he would deal with him later. He turned off the cascade of water. “Rolf, impeccable timing as always,” Damien mused and a smile saying it was an inside joke passed between them.

“Alpha Erik is waiting, should I reschedule?”

“No, tell him I’ll be online in less than 10 minutes.”

Damien wrapped a large, plush white towel around me and when I went back into the room, the closet had been filled with anything I could possibly want to wear, plus an electric toothbrush that vibrated and pulsed when I pushed a button. “Whoa!”

“They’re good for the canines,” Damien shrugged and flashed a bright toothy smile. “It’s what we could get quickly. Whatever you want that’s not here, though, just let Clarissa or Peter know. They’ll get it for you right away.” It was all too much.

Damien got dressed in a dark blue suit that was clearly tailored exactly for him, and not knowing what my day held, I pulled on a pair of jeans and a lightweight, soft cream sweater. The human lands seemed to have everything that we had, just more- toothbrushes that vibrated, the softest fabrics I had ever felt, walls made of glass and waterfalls for showers… “but, they also have less,” Aurelia thought, remembering the dark space between the suburbs and city.

“Katla, we’ll fly to Silverburn tonight, unless you want to stay in the human lands longer?” Damien asked.

“Fly, like birds?” I laughed. That made no sense at all. “Sure, we can fly.” I rolled my eyes, and he looked at me confused.

“I won’t be long, I promise,” Damien said and left me for my first moments of peace that I had had since yesterday afternoon. All of a sudden, a wave of emotion came flooding in, and I slumped to the floor, held my knees, and wept.

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