Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“Yeah, fucking freezing,” Klaus agreed, though he personally felt fine. But he knew that human women got chilly easily. Kelli probably was really cold on her side of the huge bed.
The thought decided him. He was her Protector—he had to keep her safe and warm. It was his job.
“I have a feeling even if we go back to our sides, the bed is just going to tip us toward each other again,” he said to Kelli. “So we might as well cuddle up and keep warm together. I mean, as long as cuddling is all we do. We are still coworkers, after all,” he added.
“Right, of course.” She nodded. “The shower thing was…I mean, the cabin made us do it.”
“Exactly—so it’s not our fault.” Klaus was relieved she felt the same way.
“It’s not like we would actually, you know, do anything if we weren’t forced to,” she continued. “I mean, it’s so unprofessional.”
“You’re right. Unprofessional.” He nodded. “Anyway, should we try to get to sleep?”
“Sure. Er, how do you want to lay?” Kelli looked uncertain. “I mean, do you want to spoon?”
Klaus opened his mouth to agree…and then thought about her round, soft bottom pressing against his aching shaft.
“Uh, better not,” he said. “How about if you just curl up by my side, like you did on the couch?”
“Okay.” She nodded agreeably. “That works for me.”
They lay back down, this time in the middle of the bed. Klaus lay on his back and Kelly snuggled up against his side. He put an arm around her and drew her close, loving the feeling of her warm, soft body cradled close to his own. He tried not to notice the way her full breasts and tight nipples pressed against his side…or the way he could feel her soft pussy against his hip as she settled more fully against him.
“Good night, Klaus,” she murmured.
“Good night, sunshine,” he returned.
And then he tried to go to sleep…but there was no way. His body was fully alert now, including his shaft, which was getting harder by the minute. It seemed like the more he tried not to think about the curvy little human pressed against his side, the more that was all he could think about.
Kelli seemed to be having trouble falling asleep too. She shifted restlessly against him and Klaus had to bite back a groan as he felt her warm body move against his. He was just about to say that this sleeping arrangement wasn’t working—how much temptation could a male stand, anyway?—when she spoke up.
“Klaus, can I ask you a personal question?”
“A personal question? I guess so,” he said warily. Was she going to ask about his dead wife? Did she know about his past? His vow?
But when it came, her question was of a different nature entirely.
“Earlier, on the couch, you said that, uh, that you loved going down on a woman.” Her voice sounded slightly breathless, as though she was embarrassed to be asking this but she wanted to ask it anyway.
“Yeah, I do, baby,” Klaus growled. Suddenly his head was filled with images of getting her on her back so he could lick between her legs. Or even better, letting her ride his face. “Why do you ask?” he asked her.
“Oh because, I guess I just wondered what you like about it. That’s all.” She shrugged, which pressed her beautiful body against him even more.
“Hmm…well, everything,” Klaus murmured. “I love a woman’s scent…her flavor…. I love to hear her moan my name and I fucking love it when she pulls my hair and lets me know how much she likes what I’m doing.”
He was still picturing going down on Kelli as he spoke and he could feel his shaft getting even harder. Gods, he was going to rip a hole through his fucking sleep trousers if he wasn’t careful!
“You like her to pull your hair?” She sounded surprised. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
“Yeah, but it’s a good kind of pain, you know?” He looked down at her, thinking how beautiful she was, bathed in the shadows and golden light from the fire. “Why do you want to know all this?”
She shrugged again.
“I don’t know. I guess I’m just wondering why my ex didn’t have more interest in it. The way you describe it, it sounds amazing.”
“It is fucking amazing. It can be amazing for the woman too—if you’re with a male who knows how to do it right,” Klaus assured her. He turned towards her a little so he could look into her eyes. “Tell me, when your ex-mate tasted you, how did he do it?”
“What…you want me to describe his technique?” she sounded incredulous.
“Yeah, why not?” Klaus asked her. “Maybe if you tell me how he did it, I can get an idea of why it didn’t do anything for you. Did he kiss your pussy first? Kiss it like he kissed your mouth?”