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“Take as long as you like.” He strokes my back. “I enjoy holding you.”
I love how he’s fascinated by everything about me, as if I’m some sort of unique unicorn of a human instead of just an average-looking girl from Florida.
“You are my home, Georgie. Wherever you are, that is where I want to be.”
“I am the most tolerant of mates,” I grumble, but her slight chuckle makes me feel better.
“Do you think that they would wish for you to be unhappy? That they do not want any of the others to have good, long lives? Do you think they would not want them to be free?” “No, I don’t think that. It just feels strange to be so happy even after everything’s been taken away from me, you know?” She holds my hand tightly.
Mentally, he’s got a sweetness mixed with his brawn that I find utter catnip. Emotionally? I’ve never been so loved.
I won’t let her argue. She’d rather be uncomfortable than “bother” anyone and that’s not how it’s going to work. We’re a tribe and we need to act like one. It’s a good reminder for me, too. The honeymoon was nice, but it’s even nicer to be home and starting the rest of our lives.
“Humans have different ways of showing their affection,” Vektal says, and he sounds both confident and condescending. “Whatever she puts in her mouth, it is between her and her mate.”
