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“Thank you, reina,” I murmur, kissing her cheek.
“Don’t think I didn’t mean what I said,” she grumbles, bending back over my arm so she can dip her hair underwater. “Just because the necklace won’t do it for me now doesn’t mean I won’t make anyone who tries to hurt you thoroughly regret it.”
“Yes, reina,” I mumble, distracted by the way her chest crests the water, her sweater clinging to her breasts as the rest of it floats around her.
When she pulls herself up, her thick hair pushed from her face, she gives me a look that seems to say, Are you even paying attention?
No. No, I’m not.
Her eyes widen as awareness hits her, our skin brushing together beneath the cool depths of the natural pond. She’s pressed to one side of me, her legs sliding against mine as she floats, so she hasn’t felt my cock against her in the water. However, the knowledge that she could is in her gaze.
“You’re naked,” she blurts, her gaze purposely focused on my face.
“Yes,” I answer, an amused smirk tugging at my lips.
“I mean… I noticed earlier, because, ya know, hard not to,” she stammers, a blush spilling across her cheeks. “But then you were in the water, and I was sitting on the rock, so it didn’t matter as much. Now, I’m also in the water, and you’re still very naked.”
The abundance of nervousness coming through the bond makes it difficult to determine if it’s due to general inexperience or genuine discomfort. “Does it bother you?”
She shakes her head, swishing the fronds of her hair floating on the water. “No, naked is very, uh, natural, and it isn’t like we brought swimsuits, which, by the way, a jean skirt and sweater is not the best for water activities.”
My grip around her waist tightens as my mind conjures all the water activities we could get up to now that we’re finally fully alone. Pack lands filled with super wolf hearing leaves little privacy, especially now that my mother is one of its residents.
“Is it suddenly warm in here?” Callie chirps, her gaze flitting around the pond.
My smirk grows to a full smile, because my mate’s magic has given her away. The water is now the temperature of a bath, the heat building within her expressing itself out in the elements. It’s one of the things I’ve grown to enjoy about her. Sometimes her magic can be destructive with her emotions, but other times, like now, it’s a comforting tell on top of what I can sense through the bond.
“I’m yours,” I remind her, cupping the side of her face with my free hand. “For whatever you’re ready for.”
She glances down, even though it’s too dark for her to see anything, and then back up. “Right. You see, I haven’t… uh… touched, well, directly before. I mean, obviously, I’ve felt it when making out, but I haven’t, um…” Embarrassment filters through the bond. “What if I do it wrong?”
The mere thought of her hand around my cock takes me from partially to fully hard. My voice turns rough as I ask, “Do you want to touch me?”
“Yes? I mean, I do… I think… but I really don’t know what I’m doing, and what if it’s bad?” She nervously fidgets with my necklace, running the beads between her fingers. “I want you to feel good, but I’m also worried if it’s too much too fast, and what if I start and change my mind? That isn’t really fair to you.”
Trying to follow her whirlwind of concerns, I start at the top. “First for me too.” My hand slides from her face to rest on her chest. “Listen to the bond. What does it tell you?”
Her blush deepens. “You’re, uh, excited.”
“Every time you touch me in any way… me siento vivo por primera vez, pero yo me siento bien cuando tú te sientes bien.” I swallow heavily. “If you aren’t ready, don’t do it to please me.”
Her brows pull together as she tries to translate. “I didn’t get the first part, but the second bit sounded something like you’re good when I’m good.”
“You make me feel alive,” I explain, smoothing my thumb over her furrowed brow. “You are a gift, mi reina.” My hand extracts hers from the necklace, and I place it over my heart where she can feel how it pounds for only her. “To be able to touch you, hold you in my arms, and kiss you… It’s more than I dared hope for.”
She leans her face into my neck, her words muffled against my skin. “Sometimes I feel confident, like with kissing. I think I’m pretty good at that now.”
Humming my agreement, I try to stay focused on what she’s saying and not the feel of her lips on my neck or the memory of her tongue in my mouth.
“But then we get to, you know, other stuff, and I freeze up,” she complains with a groan. “It seems so much easier in books.”
I don’t comment, letting my curiosity float through our bond to ask for more information.
“Mei lent me books for ‘research,’” Callie explains, her head rocking side to side. “Did you know there’s a whole genre of fiction dedicated to multi-partner relationships?”
This time, I make a hum in the negative. My idea of reading is limited mostly to car manuals, but I wonder if I should try to read one of these books, if only to see how the concept works, even if it’s only in fiction. The idea of so many words is unpleasant, and I wish I could pass it off to Kaleb. Maybe Felix would read them.
“You know, one of the things I love about you is how chatty you are.” She laughs, pulling back so she can look at me.
