Bridget’s Bane – Icehome Read Online Ruby Dixon

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Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
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"I asked D'see to sleep elsewhere. She is taking O'jek's hut and he will bunk with I'rec." He strokes my back, as if petting me. "I do not like that it hurt you to have D'see in my hut. I thought only of driving you back into my arms."

"It's okay," I tell him with another kiss, because I'm feeling languid and kind of wonderful. "And we can go to your hut, sure."

27

A'TAM

A short time later, my mate is cuddled up against me in my furs, fast asleep.

I cannot sleep. My cock aches, and my mind is full of strange thoughts. I did not take any release for myself this night—the idea left my mind the moment she came, her body quaking and a look of sheer bliss on her face.

It was the first time I have ever seen that expression on B'shit.

This troubles me.

Have I never made her come before? I thought she enjoyed my touch. We have kissed and pleasured many times. And I claimed her in the furs, once, but I do not recall her body quaking around mine. I do not recall the look of utter joy on her face, or her eyes filling with tears as her release overwhelms her. I do not remember being peppered by affectionate kisses afterward, or little touches that tell me how good she feels.

I do not remember this at all, and this troubles me.

I glance down at the female sleeping in my arms. Her lips are parted, her face pressed to my chest. She is completely relaxed, and her khui hums a gentle, sleepy song to my more urgent one. The scent of her is intoxicating. Even though she still wears her leathers, I can smell her need. I can smell her arousal and her body's release, and it makes my cock achingly hard. As she sleeps, I brush my knuckles over her cheek and she smiles slightly, as if even that small touch pleases her.

She is so happy. We did not even touch properly, and yet she is so happy.

It gives me a strange ache in my spirit to see her contentment. Why is it just now that I see it? Am I truly that impatient and pushy of a male that I have been concerned with only my needs and not hers? I try to think of times I have pushed for her pleasure only, instead of mine as well.

Other than tonight, I can think of nothing. That is…concerning. Am I selfish? I gaze down at my mate. She will not tell me until tomorrow. This means I will sleep very little tonight. My mind will not be able to stop turning over thoughts, again and again, worrying them like a bit of tough meat left on a bone.

B'shit shivers against me, burrowing closer, and I tuck the furs tight around her body. There is a breeze in my hut, I realize. A breeze in my hut, and some of the spaces between the floor boards are so wide my tail threatens to fall through. My hut is…haphazard. I did not take my time to work on it as I should have. I started late and rushed so I could get it done quickly, thinking it would lure my female into my furs. It did, but nothing has gone right since then.

I think of U'dron, who took far too much time with his hut, smoothing out boards so they would fit together just right, selecting rocks of similar shapes and sizes so his walls would be symmetrical and even. It took him longer than anyone to finish his hut, yet he did not seem worried about it. Now, his hut is far grander than mine, and his resonance mate moans and cries out so loudly that I can hear them mating from the inside of my hut. R'ven calls out his name over and over again, and I cannot hear his responses, but she is either being destroyed by his cock or she is experiencing intense pleasure. Given that she makes these sounds almost every night, it has to be the latter.

And I am…envious.

I have never been jealous of U'dron in the past. He is a good friend and pleasant to be around, but he is not as handsome as me. His sense of smell is not as keen as mine, and until recently, he was not a true hunter. I am the best hunter of Shadow Cat clan. I am the most charming…and yet, my mate does not want me, while U'dron's mate cries out that he needs to take her harder.

I hold B'shit closer. When we mated, she did not make loud sounds like that. She did not cry for me to take her harder. She was…silent, and I did not stop to ask.

I wonder if my impatience has stolen everything from me, or if it is not too late. I suppose I will find out in the morning.


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