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future. And
thanks to Jaren, he no longer would have to worry about Durlach giving any of
them food poisoning.
    * * * * *
    Later that evening, after everyone had devoured the great
meal Jaren and Durlach had prepared, Kajakti took his mate up to his bedroom.
He had patiently waited for a good time to slip away from the others so he
could whisk Jaren upstairs. Luckily she hadn’t minded.
    Once the door was closed and locked behind them, they were
in each other’s arms, kissing as if they hadn’t touched in a week. And it would
be like this between them for some time. All newly mated couples spent a great
deal of time reaffirming their bond, keeping it strong. Kajakti and Jaren were no
different, not that his mate knew that’s what they were doing.
    She broke away from him, then ran her gaze up and down his
body. “I guess you get to be my dessert since I didn’t make one. A pastry chef
I am not.”
    “I’m fine with that,” he replied in a husky voice. “Does
that mean I can have you as well?”
    Jaren gave him a sexy smile. “Of course, but I get to
partake of mine first.”
    Kajakti held his arms out from his sides. “All right. Where
are you going to start?”
    His mate placed her hand on the center of his chest and
pushed, getting him to walk backward. The back of Kajakti’s legs hit the bed.
Jaren trailed her fingers down to the bottom of his t-shirt, took hold of it,
then pulled it up and over his head. She stepped closer and dragged the flat of
her tongue over one of his nipples. He let out a strangled moan.
    “You like that, huh?” Jaren asked against his skin. “And
yes, I know exactly where I want to start. Just don’t move.”
    As she shifted to press kisses across his chest, Kajakti
knew he wouldn’t move even if the house were on fire. Jaren pressed a kiss
between his pecs, then worked a path downward with her lips and tongue. Scratch
that, he wouldn’t move even if the house were on fire and right in the
path of molten lava.
    Kajakti practically panted by the time Jaren went down on
her knees in front of him, having kissed a trail from his stomach to the top of
his jeans. His cock was so hard it felt constricted inside his pants. But then
his mate undid the button and zipper, then pushed the article of clothing down
past his hips to pool at his ankles, taking his underwear with it.
    He quickly toed off his shoes, stepped out of his jeans,
kicked them away and only bent long enough to remove his socks before he
straightened. Kajakti looked down to see Jaren eyed his cock and licked her
lips as if she anticipated tasting him. His shaft jerked, bobbing in front of
her face.
    She took him in hand and stroked up and down. “Here is what
I’ve been craving.”
    Kajakti barely managed to hold back a growl of need. So
turned-on he knew for sure his eyes had to be glowing, he closed them to mere
slits. But that didn’t stop him from keeping his gaze on Jaren.
    His knees just about gave out when her tongue flicked out
and licked the bead of pre-cum off the head of his cock. A low growl pushed out
of him as she made a sound as if he was the best thing she’d ever tasted. She
tongued him again and he had to fist his hands at his sides to prevent himself
from taking her to the floor and shoving his dick between her legs. Even though
it would be a form of torture, he wanted her to continue what she was doing.
    Jaren fisted his shaft at the base and sucked the tip into
her mouth. Her talented tongue swirled around it, paying extra attention to the
spot under the head. Kajakti’s eyes almost rolled back into his head.
    But then she spread her lips wider and took his cock almost
to the back of her throat. She sucked him in and out, her head bobbing with her
movements. He moaned. Unable to hold still any longer, Kajakti rocked his hips,
matching the pace she set. In and out he slid as he fucked her mouth.
    Jaren’s other hand came up and fondled his balls, rolling
them in her palm. Kajakti grew harder, his