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“Kahlohnist Ayvee Foztor, numburr too wun oh. Normul vytalz. Kunfurm eemur jensee uh waykening see kwens.”
“Dak. No.” Ivy stared at him. “Spider man, did you just tell me no? I need to go out. Now.” She pointed to the exit again.
“Yes, out.” She jabbed her finger at him. “Ketahn take Ivy”—she turned her finger toward the entrance—“out now.” A decidedly irritated growl sounded in his chest. “Ivy stay. No out.” “Oh, you big jerk.” Ivy crossed her legs and pressed her fists against her pelvis. She bounced slightly, a whimper escaping her as the pain and pressure increased tenfold. Tears flooded her eyes. “I need to go out! I need to go out now!”
“Don’t you hush me! And don’t go snapping those”—she pressed a thumb to each of her cheeks and curled her fingers, wagging them to mimic his mandibles—“at me.” Ketahn cocked his head, eyes narrowing. He lifted a hand to his mouth and opened and closed his fingers and thumb repeatedly as he made a series of nonsensical sounds. “Did you just… Are you mocking me, spider man?” He growled low. “Ketahn.”
Notching her chin up, she smirked at him. “Spider man.” His mandibles drooped and came together slowly, and though he neither narrowed nor widened his eyes, his gaze seemed suddenly quite dry. Without a word, he placed a hand atop her head. Water streamed off it, running down her face, and she blinked it away. “Ketahn, don’t you d—” He pushed her under again.
“Stuh bern spider man,” Ivy muttered. He lifted one of his rear legs, hooking it behind her to brush across her rounded hindquarters. She yelped and hopped away. “Ketahn,” he said, smiling.
“And yet my days are spent prowling the wilds to bring food to our people, while yours are spent in Takarahl with Zurvashi dangling you from a string by your stem like a toy with which she’s grown bored. You are no hunter. You are merely a collector of rumors.”
Ivy thrust a finger at him, jabbing it against his hard chest. “You are such a…a…an asshole!” She spun and stalked away from him, toward the trees. “You say I am what poop comes out of?” he growled from behind her. “Yes! Stinky, yucky poop!” Ketahn snarled, sounding a little closer. “Where are you going?” She turned with her hands on her hips and glared at him. “I’m going to pee, and I’m mad at you so I am taking a moment to get away from you, spider man.” “Not spider, not man. Vrix.” He halted a few feet away from her, hands curled into fists and muscles tense. “And always you must pee.”
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“We are bound by a strong thread, Ivy.” Ivy growled and scrubbed her hands down her face. “I can’t even with you. You make it so I don’t want to be mad, but I do want to be mad, and I should be mad, so I am mad.” He tilted his head to the side. “You are a confusing female.” “And you are a stubborn male.” “I do not know this word.” “Yeah, well…figure it out, spider man.” Ivy turned and strode into the foliage. “Stay close,” Ketahn grumbled. “I know!” She swept her gaze around her surroundings as she picked her way through the big leafy bushes and muttered, “I’m not stupid.”
“I…I don’t know how else to say it,” she said softly. “Arousal, desire, pleasure, lust are all words you don’t know. It’s when…when you feel really good. It would be like…oh God, I can’t believe I’m going to say this. It would be what you feel when someone touches your… zirkita. Your cock.” Ketahn reeled back, mandibles pulsing as though they were trying to open and close at the same time. His eyes dipped to her breasts, met her gaze, and then dropped toward his slit before settling once again on her breasts. “That is what they are for? To feel good and ready you for mating?” I can’t believe I
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“You are mine, Ivy,” he said, his voice rough and raw. “My nyleea. I will not hurt you.”
