Amatista

She scowled and slapped him playfully with her catch. “Now you do too!”

He snatched the fish from her hand. “Take a bath and I will cook it.”

“No, I’ll take a bath and I’ll cook it.”

She smiled sultrily and headed toward the nearby river, feeling pretty good about herself. Pretty wonderful. Pretty certain Kavi was watching her sway her hips as she walked away.

Yep, it felt pretty darn good.

She was still smiling as she undressed and then waded into the cold water. She was used to the temperature now. Her body had adapted quickly to this new life. Her muscles felt leaner, stronger. Her skin looked toastier. She felt wonderful in a way she never remembered feeling before, not even on Earth.

She dipped her head into the cold orange-gold water and when she reemerged, looked around her. Oriana was beautiful, a virgin land unlike any paradise on Earth.

What would she think of Earth when she got back? Would she go back to her previous life and wonder what she had ever found beautiful about Oriana? Or would she miss this terribly—miss him terribly?

She had missed Earth at the start. Surely someone on Earth had missed her too.

Or was she only a distant memory, like her parents were becoming to her, fading like the fog at sunrise?

She started when she heard a rustle and found Kavi standing motionless by the riverbank. She stared back in silence, inhaling deeply at the sight of him. You could combine every man on Earth into one and he’d still have nothing on Kavi.

Liana had left Earth at the age of eighteen, only days before she’d planned to lose her virginity to Tim Robinson on a pair of old blankets in the back of a truck in his father’s garage. Instead she’d spent nine years without being touched. Talked to. Wanted for who she was, and cared for.

She hadn’t realized how starved she was for affection until Kavi stared across the river at her now, with those all-seeing, glowing eyes. And at that moment she was grateful she hadn’t gone all the way with Tim Robinson. Because now…

Now she would lose her virginity to this strong, gentle Foher. The prince who woke her up from a nine-year-long dream and made her love herself again.

He remained as still as the trees behind him as she slowly waded out of the water.

She felt the cold gleam of her skin under the sun and the cool stroke of air around her, but most powerful of all, she felt his eyes on her. Stroking every drop of water that swirled down her flesh.

His chest expanded as she neared, as though he was holding his breath, a pulse drumming fast and steady at the base of his neck.

Liana glided her wet hands down his muscled chest and he sucked in an unsteady breath. Looking up at him with a sultry smile, she whispered, “Sumi,” and latched her mouth around one tiny brown nipple.

Kavi groaned as she suckled, powerful arms encircling her waist.

Liana continued with her conquest. “Sumi,” she repeated, her tongue circling the other nipple.

And then her mouth went south. Her teeth grazed the length of his cock through his breeches. He trembled when she pressed a fervent kiss to it and whispered, “Sumi.”

His groan lingered in his throat as his fingers tangled through her hair and pulled her up. He stared at her fiercely, silver eyes glittering. “Sumi,” he rasped before capturing her mouth with his.

His tongue stroked the outline of her lips until they opened. She shuddered when he entered her, hot and wet and powerful, his tongue melting into hers. Her breathing hitched as a shock of pleasure rushed through her.

His arms tightened around her, holding her close so she could feel the thick column of his erection against her abdomen.

His heart beat fast against her breast, his tongue plunging fiercely now, his kiss turning wild. Feral. She felt the change in him. Gentle giant turned hungry beast. His mouth slanted over hers, tongue stabbing in and out, tasting every warm nook of her mouth. A needy whimper rose in her throat as she moved her lips over his, her tongue just as hungry. As eager to taste.

He lifted her, grinding his cock against her sex, powerful, muscled arms holding her fast as he bent his head and spread a wet, open-mouthed kiss down her neck. Liana arched her neck, exposing it to him. Her nipples throbbed with cold and were so sensitized that when his lips found a quivering tip and sucked it in, ripples flared right down to her womb.

“Oooh, yes.” Liana shivered, her arms and legs coiling around him, nails digging into his back as she used his body to support her weakening one. Her pussy was burning, wet. Flames licked her on the inside, quickly spreading to her limbs and belly. She rubbed that swollen spot against his body while his teeth, lips and tongue pulled and played with the hardened crest of her breast.

“I want you,” he rasped before he dove for the other nipple, suckling it into his heated mouth with such force she felt her toes curl.

“Kavi, take your pants off,” she pleaded, sliding down until her feet touched the ground, her hands trembling in her rush to help him. “I want you in my mouth.”