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Summon Toren(25)





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Toren was dumbfounded standing there like a fallen angel who’d raped a human. She’d seemed so willing. She’d said she was delusional. God, how could he not know that? She’d felt so good and soft and she seemed so…receptive to his touch.

No wait. She’d touched first.

He merely answered the need he so easily heard in her beautiful moans and felt in her exquisite touch. His body ached to be back in bed with her, holding her close. “I am extremely sorry, you have to believe me, I didn’t realize—”

“Do you take me for a fool?” She shook her head. Those lips felt so good under his. She’d been so eager and hungry.

“You seemed to be aware and you seemed to really like it.”

She choked on an incredulous laugh. “Well yes of course I liked it, I was half asleep and thought I was dreaming! Hello. Just because you have that… that…” she gestured at him again, her gaze roaming over his body, “dumb physique and all, does not give you the right to use it on women, mister. Sick woman!” She made a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl and covered her face. Was she reliving what he’d done the way he was?

God, he would never sleep until he knew what she tasted like. And why did she behave like him tasting her beautiful Eden was wrong? She’d felt so good on his fingers, he wanted his tongue everywhere down there, and his mercury properties practically insisted none to gently that he not wait another second to taste her. There was something there that his shield wanted and needed and Toren was extremely curious about the what and the why of it all. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, really. I would never have done that, had I known.”

She remained with her hands over her face then groaned and slowly fell onto the bed. “I’m so embarrassed. I can’t believe you did that, and I’m sick, ache-y, and cold again.”

“I can warm you—”

Her arm shot out with her palm up in the STOP position. “Don’t even think about it, I’d rather freeze to death.”

Wow. Was it that bad for her? She hadn’t acted like it was. The memory of her voice and touch filled his body until his mercury became demanding again.

“You can sleep in the bed but don’t you dare touch me.”

Toren’s heart skipped a beat and he carefully held back the smile inspired by the truth belying her words. “I don’t really need to sleep. Right now,” he added, remembering he was supposed to be human.

“Don’t be ridiculous, you need to rest.” Fatigue flattened her voice. “Last thing I need is to have to lug a giant of a man home sick because he was too damn stupid to sleep without molesting the goddamn boss.” She tilted her head a little, taking some of the intended sting from her words. "Besides. It'd be a crime to waste all that wood to heat this place when you're clearly warm enough for both of us."

Amazing that her harsh words only made him ache to jump on her and finish giving her what she’d clearly craved. But…“Yes ma'am,” was all he’d be doing about that. For the time being.

Toren looked at the narrow spot of bed next to her. He’d be more comfortable if he slept standing up than that close to her. He slipped into the bed, careful not to jar the mattress more than necessary.

He paused, feeling like an idiot for not thinking. How long had it been since she’d taken that medicine? He closed his eyes and carefully allowed his mercury to span the distance of time it had been since he’d given it to her. Only two hours? He settled fully into bed, putting his back to her. “I’ll wake you up to take medicine soon.” He remembered about thirst. “Do you need anything? Food or drink?”

“No, I’m fine.” Weakness saturated the bite in her voice, making Toren need to hold her more. He hardened his resolve and resisted.

“You be sure and let me know what you need. Please?” he added, as nicely as he could but keeping the firmness there to let her know he’d be pissed if she didn’t.

She didn’t answer.

“If you get cold, you’re welcome to lay against my back, I’ll stay turned this way.”

She gave a weak snort. “Thanks but no thanks. You're about as good as a furnace. I’ll be fine. You just keep your ass healthy cause I’m gonna need that…body of yours to work real soon.” She grunted. "Damn, that didn't sound right. Just don't worry about me. Take care of yourself."

Toren grinned. She always stuttered any time she referred to his body. He was sure that was a good sign. It felt like it was. “Yes ma'am.”

“And stop pretending you’re a cowboy. You done got the damn job. If you’re gonna pretend something, act like you've got some sense and recognize how stupid you sound.” She gave a little snort. "Next thing I know, the other hands will be copying your good manners. It'll be all yes ma'am and no ma'am and please and thank you. They'll never get any work done.