Mari's Mistake (Icehome, #10)

by Ruby Dixon

"I'm fine with fast," I tell him, tugging at his tunic. "Fast is just as good as slow." He shakes his head, a confident smile teasing his mouth. "So impatient, my mate. I promise I will make this good for you. Let me enjoy you at a slower pace. Let me memorize each moment of this so it will take away all the bad memories of the last few moons, when you wept with frustration and looked at me with sadness. We will fill those memories with something else," he promises. "We will make new memories of hungry need and yearning, and of tasting each other everywhere." I moan, my body arching. "Okay, you make that sound pretty good. Savor away." At my response, T'chai chuckles, and his fingers trail down my cheek again. "Have I told you this day that I am the luckiest of males?" "You might have said it when my mouth was on your cock earlier," I pant, biting at the pad of his thumb when it moves closer to my mouth. "But I was distracted and don't remember." "Then I will say it again." He leans in and gives me the lightest, tenderest kiss. "I am the luckiest male on this planet to have been gifted a mate such as you. No one else has a mate as lovely and strong and brave."