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“Yeah, I know.” And then I catch the meaning. Who knows what flows down the branch? Zeno sets me aside, dropping to his knees and sniffs.
“Well?” I ask impatiently.
Cupping one hand, he dips it in the water and brings a handful to his mouth. His tongue darts out and barely tastes the liquid. Grinning, he says, “It is indeed water.”
Immediately, I drop to my knees and splash the cool water across my face, rubbing some on the back of my neck.
“Do you hear that?” he asks suddenly, and I freeze.
“What?” My eyes dart all around, searching for some unknown threat.
“Come on.” He grabs my arm, pulling me to my feet.
Not knowing what’s happening as we walk downstream, I keep constant watch for an ambush.
“There,” he points.
My eyes follow the direction of his finger and I squeal like a little girl. The stream drops off into a small pond.
Running to the edge, I stare down at the brown, slightly muddy water. Grinning over my shoulder at Zeno, who is standing with arms crossed and a wicked smile on his face, I order, “Turn around.”
He hesitates and I’m halfway ready to ignore him and jump in anyways…but only halfway.
“Come on, please?” I plead. “Turn around.”
Reluctantly he presents his back and I tear the ugly sack from my body, easing in. It’s so cold, but I don’t care as I use my hands to wash the grime away. Ducking my head under the water, I vigorously scrub the blood from my hair.
When I’m as clean as possible without the aid of soap, I clutch the dress off the bank and try to wash it out.
Standing naked in waist high water, I glance up to see Zeno standing a few feet away, facing me with an intense look on his face.
I freeze.
My breath hitches.
Like a predator, he slowly stalks down to the pond and wades in. With only an inch separating us, he kisses me with a ferocity that almost buckles my knees. His lips are hard, demanding, with an urgency I haven’t felt before. Unlike Tekil, Zeno is aggressive in his desires; right now, I’m his desire.
My hands roam down his back, following his waist and caressing his slender hips.
He kisses my jaw, bites my earlobe as his fingers pinch my nipple before twisting it a little. The pleasure/pain shoots straight to my core and I want…no, I need more.
Tilting my head back between my shoulders, his mouth is skimming my neck with elongated teeth.
I shudder with shocking desire as his fingers leave my nipple and head to my legs, pushing them apart.
One long finger rubs across my entrance.
“Are you wet for me?” he whispers, and bites my earlobe again.
I can’t think, can’t speak as he plunges his finger deep inside, twisting around before repeating the movement again and again with two fingers.
“Tell me, you would rather have my cock, wouldn’t you?”
No one has ever talked dirty to me before and I’m appalled to discover how much I love it.
“Answer me!” he demands, but I can’t. I can only feel the unbridled pleasure, rendering me speechless.
Gripping my hair, he tilts my head back to look into my eyes as his fingers work their magic.
