“You know what I mean.”
“Is that your only prerogative?” I asked.
“It’s definitely one of them,” he answered. “And are you really going to blame me if I want to treat my woman right?”
***
It took a couple of days before Landon was able to regain his full strength. All of his wounds had healed but his muscles had atrophied from being stuck in bed for such a long period of time. Roman was gracious enough to help him through his exercises.
“Come on,” I cheered, as he stretched his calves in a lunge. He was shaking from all the effort it took to hold the position. “You can do it.”
He lost his focus as he looked over his shoulder. “Hey there, good looking.” At the end of his greeting, he toppled over like a cardboard cut out. I couldn’t help but giggle. “And now, I look like an idiot…”
“A very handsome idiot,” I said as I walked over and helped him up. He was quick to take both my cheeks in his hands and line us up for a kiss. His lips were so tender and sweet. I knew I was an addict but every day, my desire was growing hotter and hotter. I didn’t know how much willpower I had left.
“So, is the answer still ‘no?’ Or is today my lucky day?”
“It depends. How are you feeling?”
“Like a million bucks.”
“I might have to wait until you’re feeling like a billion bucks. I just want to make sure that you’re a hundred percent before you go exerting yourself for my sake.”
“What do you think this is? A one-way road. If I give you pleasure then I expect some pleasure in return. That’s how this works.”
“Did someone say ‘pleasure?’ Because I’m in the mood for a trip down to Pleasureville.” Roman held a couple of smoothie containers in his hands.
“Did you go into town or something?” I asked, my taste buds yearning for something other than charcoaled dear meat.
“Not quite. Cynthia has been whipping up these concoctions for Landon that are supposed to help him get his strength back.”
“But I don’t drink them.”
“Why not?” I asked. “If they are supposed to help you then I would just suck it up and chug it down.”
Landon grabbed one of the ‘smoothies’ and took off the lid. That was enough for me to pick up the pungent scent but then he went and put it under my nose. I was on the brink of passing out.
“Exactly. So, I usually feed it to her plants.” He pointed to the overgrown ferns in the corner of the room. “And they seem to be liking the fertilizer.”
“I see.”
“Besides, I think I’m done with all this training and medicine, bull crap. I’m as fit as a fiddle.”
“Should we put that to the test?” I asked.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“Maybe…”
That was enough for Landon. In a moment’s notice, he had me on the yoga mats. My clothes came flying off my body, as he tore them to shreds with his claws. There was the tiniest fear at the back of my mind that he would cut me but I should have known better, Landon would never do anything to hurt me.
“Would you look at this…” He whistled as soon as he saw my breasts. They were much bigger now that I was nursing. “And I thought that they were perfect before.”
“You better share.” Roman had joined us and, like Landon, he was down on his knees, ready to worship my breasts.
They started off slow with a trail of kisses that left goosebumps on every inch of my skin. I shivered with delight. It had been such a long while since we had the opportunity for a bit of fun and it was long overdue.
Roman was the first to start with the tongue action. It swirled around and around the hardened nub of my nipple. Then he went faster, flicking it back and forth. Somehow, my nipple was getting even harder and with that hardness came added sensitivity.