about how badly they treated him at work. Rather, heâd sent her little notes asking how she was doing. If she needed anything. Telling her that he was thinking of her. When sheâd asked how he was doing, heâd responded with either generic or missing you .
Nothing else.
But then, he was a Ring fighter and had been one half of his life. Having someone routinely beat the utter hell out of him was normal. Yet for all that, he wasnât the beast others accused him of. There was a kindness in him that was unfathomable to her.
And the more she saw the real heart of the Hammer, the more she wanted to be with him.
âI think Iâm in love with you, Talyn,â she whispered, knowing sheâd never dare say that to him if he could hear her. Honestly, sheâd been infatuated with him the instant heâd gone from confident to bashful the night they met. And itâd turned to love the moment heâd refused to embarrass her with an inspection in front of her broker and guard. That amount of compassion and regard for her feelings ⦠sheâd known then just how rare a creature he was. How decent.
And as she held him in the dim light, she wanted more than to be his companion.
She wanted to be his lady. In every way. An impossible dream. Without a paternal lineage, he couldnât legally marry.
Ever.
If she stayed with him, sheâd never be able to have children. They would arrest him for it, and it would be wrong to bring them into a world that would never hold them with any regard. His life showed her exactly the misery that would be theirs.
And still she wanted that dream of a family with a ferocity that scared her.
â Stop with your useless dreaming, Felicia! The world is harsh and ugly. The sooner you accept it, the better off youâll be.â Her motherâs bitter words were implanted in her mind.
But she wasnât her mother. And she didnât want to be her. What she wanted was to be Ger Tarra Batur. Talynâs beloved and revered wife.
Most of all, she wanted Talyn to have what he deserved. A home he could go to every night and be held by her.
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Talyn came awake to his wrist alarm buzzing. Thinking he was in the barracks, he cursed. Until he realized there was a warm body pressed against his bare back and a tiny hand tangled in his braids.
For one second, he was in heaven.
Turning over, he smiled as he met the sweetest gaze heâd ever imagined. Then he remembered that his alarm was still going off.
âShit! I slept the whole time?â Gah! He wanted to kill himself for wasting his precious hours with her.
âI tried to wake you, but you were sleeping really soundly. Sorry, sweetie. I fell asleep, too.â
Savoring the endearment, he turned off his alarm.
Felicia nibbled his jaw as she dropped her hand to stroke him through his pants. âDo you have five minutes?â
His breathing labored, he clutched her to him. âI would love nothing more, but I donât want our first time to be hurried like that.â Since he was as virgin as she was, he wanted to have time to make sure he did it right and to savor it and her.
She nipped his chin before she unzipped his pants.
âFeliciaââ
âShh,â she breathed as she kissed her way down his bare chest.
I really need to go . If he was late getting back, Anatole would bring down the wrath ofâ
Hello!
Talyn cried out as she slowly drew his cock into her mouth, with astounding skill. Oh to hell with his CO. Bastard could rot for all he cared. There was no way he could leave here while she was doing this to him. His senses reeling, he buried his hand in her soft curls while she gently tongued and teased him to a blinding ecstasy.
No wonder males killed for their females. He totally understood that now. Biting his lip, heâd never felt anything better than her mouth on his body. Unable to stand it, he came in a blinding wave of
Nothing else.
But then, he was a Ring fighter and had been one half of his life. Having someone routinely beat the utter hell out of him was normal. Yet for all that, he wasnât the beast others accused him of. There was a kindness in him that was unfathomable to her.
And the more she saw the real heart of the Hammer, the more she wanted to be with him.
âI think Iâm in love with you, Talyn,â she whispered, knowing sheâd never dare say that to him if he could hear her. Honestly, sheâd been infatuated with him the instant heâd gone from confident to bashful the night they met. And itâd turned to love the moment heâd refused to embarrass her with an inspection in front of her broker and guard. That amount of compassion and regard for her feelings ⦠sheâd known then just how rare a creature he was. How decent.
And as she held him in the dim light, she wanted more than to be his companion.
She wanted to be his lady. In every way. An impossible dream. Without a paternal lineage, he couldnât legally marry.
Ever.
If she stayed with him, sheâd never be able to have children. They would arrest him for it, and it would be wrong to bring them into a world that would never hold them with any regard. His life showed her exactly the misery that would be theirs.
And still she wanted that dream of a family with a ferocity that scared her.
â Stop with your useless dreaming, Felicia! The world is harsh and ugly. The sooner you accept it, the better off youâll be.â Her motherâs bitter words were implanted in her mind.
But she wasnât her mother. And she didnât want to be her. What she wanted was to be Ger Tarra Batur. Talynâs beloved and revered wife.
Most of all, she wanted Talyn to have what he deserved. A home he could go to every night and be held by her.
*Â Â Â *Â Â Â *
Talyn came awake to his wrist alarm buzzing. Thinking he was in the barracks, he cursed. Until he realized there was a warm body pressed against his bare back and a tiny hand tangled in his braids.
For one second, he was in heaven.
Turning over, he smiled as he met the sweetest gaze heâd ever imagined. Then he remembered that his alarm was still going off.
âShit! I slept the whole time?â Gah! He wanted to kill himself for wasting his precious hours with her.
âI tried to wake you, but you were sleeping really soundly. Sorry, sweetie. I fell asleep, too.â
Savoring the endearment, he turned off his alarm.
Felicia nibbled his jaw as she dropped her hand to stroke him through his pants. âDo you have five minutes?â
His breathing labored, he clutched her to him. âI would love nothing more, but I donât want our first time to be hurried like that.â Since he was as virgin as she was, he wanted to have time to make sure he did it right and to savor it and her.
She nipped his chin before she unzipped his pants.
âFeliciaââ
âShh,â she breathed as she kissed her way down his bare chest.
I really need to go . If he was late getting back, Anatole would bring down the wrath ofâ
Hello!
Talyn cried out as she slowly drew his cock into her mouth, with astounding skill. Oh to hell with his CO. Bastard could rot for all he cared. There was no way he could leave here while she was doing this to him. His senses reeling, he buried his hand in her soft curls while she gently tongued and teased him to a blinding ecstasy.
No wonder males killed for their females. He totally understood that now. Biting his lip, heâd never felt anything better than her mouth on his body. Unable to stand it, he came in a blinding wave of
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