19. Klaus

19

KLAUS

The warm glow of the firelight turned Kelli’s skin golden as she took off the lacy black robe that went with her silky black negligee. She pushed her hair over one shoulder and slipped under the covers of the huge bed, shivering a little.

Klaus tried not to watch her in the dim light as he got in on the other side. The bed was so big, there was a vast distance between them. Gods , he wished he could roll over and take her in his arms…but that was out of the question, he told himself sternly. He couldn’t break his vow.

So he just laid there with his back turned to the curvy little Elite , trying not to think about how incredibly sexy she looked in that short little nightdress the cabin had provided for her to wear. He was still half-hard from watching the human porn and having her cuddled up beside him. He wished he could pull her to him and…

Stop it, stop thinking like that! he lectured himself. You can’t just ? —

Suddenly his side of the mattress tilted up sharply and he found himself rolling towards the middle.

The same thing must have happened to Kelli because he heard her give a little shriek and then felt her soft, curvy body collide with his own. Somehow he had rolled over on his other side so when they met in the middle of the bed, her soft breasts pressed against his chest. Feeling them sent a surge of lust through his cock, even though he was still confused about what exactly was happening.

“ What the fuck?” he growled at the same time Kelli exclaimed,

“ What in the world?”

The two of them thrashed around for a second until Klaus realized the bed was flat again.

“ What just happened?” he asked, sitting up and looking down at Kelli , who looked as shocked as he was.

“ I don’t know. I … I think the mattress tilted and rolled me towards you,” she said breathlessly.

“ Yeah , same for me,” Klaus growled. “ This fucking cabin—fucking ridiculous!”

“ Maybe it wants us to cuddle.” She sounded hesitant, as though she wasn’t sure he’d even want to cuddle with her.

The uncertainty in her voice nearly broke Klaus . She’d had a mate who didn’t care about her pleasure or her happiness for years—she had no idea how beautiful she was, or how much he wanted her. And he couldn’t tell her because of his vow.

But cuddling isn’t Bonding , he told himself. Would it really be so bad just to hold each other tonight?

“ I think cuddling sounds nice,” he said. “ I mean, if you want to.”

“ I don’t mind.” Kelli shrugged as though it wasn’t important to her but he could see the vulnerability in her big, grey eyes. “ It is pretty cold in here,” she added. “ Even with the fire.”

“ Yeah , fucking freezing,” Klaus agreed, though he personally felt fine. But he knew that human women got chilly easily. Kelli probably was really cold on her side of the huge bed.

The thought decided him. He was her Protector —he had to keep her safe and warm. It was his job.

“ I have a feeling even if we go back to our sides, the bed is just going to tip us toward each other again,” he said to Kelli . “ So we might as well cuddle up and keep warm together. I mean, as long as cuddling is all we do. We are still coworkers, after all,” he added.

“ Right , of course.” She nodded. “ The shower thing was… I mean, the cabin made us do it.”

“ Exactly —so it’s not our fault.” Klaus was relieved she felt the same way.

“ It’s not like we would actually, you know, do anything if we weren’t forced to,” she continued. “ I mean, it’s so unprofessional.”

“ You’re right. Unprofessional .” He nodded. “ Anyway , should we try to get to sleep?”

“ Sure . Er , how do you want to lay?” Kelli looked uncertain. “ I mean, do you want to spoon?”

Klaus opened his mouth to agree…and then thought about her round, soft bottom pressing against his aching shaft.

“ Uh , better not,” he said. “ How about if you just curl up by my side, like you did on the couch?”

“ Okay .” She nodded agreeably. “ That works for me.”

They lay back down, this time in the middle of the bed. Klaus lay on his back and Kelly snuggled up against his side. He put an arm around her and drew her close, loving the feeling of her warm, soft body cradled close to his own. He tried not to notice the way her full breasts and tight nipples pressed against his side…or the way he could feel her soft pussy against his hip as she settled more fully against him.

“ Good night, Klaus ,” she murmured.

“ Good night, sunshine,” he returned.

And then he tried to go to sleep…but there was no way. His body was fully alert now, including his shaft, which was getting harder by the minute. It seemed like the more he tried not to think about the curvy little human pressed against his side, the more that was all he could think about.

Kelli seemed to be having trouble falling asleep too. She shifted restlessly against him and Klaus had to bite back a groan as he felt her warm body move against his. He was just about to say that this sleeping arrangement wasn’t working—how much temptation could a male stand, anyway?—when she spoke up.

“ Klaus , can I ask you a personal question?”

“ A personal question? I guess so,” he said warily. Was she going to ask about his dead wife? Did she know about his past? His vow?

But when it came, her question was of a different nature entirely.

“ Earlier , on the couch, you said that, uh, that you loved going down on a woman.” Her voice sounded slightly breathless, as though she was embarrassed to be asking this but she wanted to ask it anyway.

“ Yeah , I do, baby,” Klaus growled. Suddenly his head was filled with images of getting her on her back so he could lick between her legs. Or even better, letting her ride his face. “ Why do you ask?” he asked her.

“ Oh because, I guess I just wondered what you like about it. That’s all.” She shrugged, which pressed her beautiful body against him even more.

“ Hmm …well, everything ,” Klaus murmured. “ I love a woman’s scent…her flavor…. I love to hear her moan my name and I fucking love it when she pulls my hair and lets me know how much she likes what I’m doing.”

He was still picturing going down on Kelli as he spoke and he could feel his shaft getting even harder. Gods , he was going to rip a hole through his fucking sleep trousers if he wasn’t careful!

“ You like her to pull your hair?” She sounded surprised. “ Doesn’t that hurt?”

“ Yeah , but it’s a good kind of pain, you know?” He looked down at her, thinking how beautiful she was, bathed in the shadows and golden light from the fire. “ Why do you want to know all this?”

She shrugged again.

“ I don’t know. I guess I’m just wondering why my ex didn’t have more interest in it. The way you describe it, it sounds amazing.”

“ It is fucking amazing. It can be amazing for the woman too—if you’re with a male who knows how to do it right,” Klaus assured her. He turned towards her a little so he could look into her eyes. “ Tell me, when your ex-mate tasted you, how did he do it?”

“ What …you want me to describe his technique?” she sounded incredulous.

“ Yeah , why not?” Klaus asked her. “ Maybe if you tell me how he did it, I can get an idea of why it didn’t do anything for you. Did he kiss your pussy first? Kiss it like he kissed your mouth?”

“ Uh , no.” She shook her head. “ He just kind of licked me a few times and then gave up.”

“ What ? He didn’t even trace your clit with his tongue? Or slip his fingers inside you while he sucked it?”

“ Uh , no.” Kelli still sounded embarrassed. “ Like I said, it was just a few licks. And to be honest, he never found my clit.”

“ What an idiot. Why bother at all if you’re going to do such a piss-poor job?” Klaus growled. The more he heard about Kelli’s ex-mate, the more he disliked the male.

“ It doesn’t really matter—like I said, I don’t like it much,” she offered.

“ You can’t say that,” Klaus told her. “ You can’t say you don’t like having your pussy tasted if you’ve never had it done before.”

“ But my ex?—”

“ What he did doesn’t count,” Klaus interrupted her. “ You can’t form an opinion on something you’ve never fucking experienced.” He cleared his throat. “ I could show you what it’s like…to really have your pussy tasted, I mean,” he offered. “ That way you’d know if you liked it or not.”

“ Oh , uh, really?” Kelli sounded uncertain…but also excited, Klaus thought.

Deep down a little voice was demanding to know what he thought he was doing. He was getting perilously close to breaking his vow.

Klaus pushed it away. He was tired of the guilt, he told himself. He wanted to taste Kelli and he was pretty sure she wanted him to taste her. That wasn’t so bad, was it? After all, tasting wasn’t Bonding .

That’s what you thought about cuddling and look where it’s leading you! whispered the guilt in his head. Klaus ignored it.

“ Yeah , really baby,” he growled softly. “ Why don’t you let me show you how it feels to have a male taste you—one who knows what the fuck he’s doing and loves doing it? Then you can decide if you like it or not.”

“ And …you really want to do that? Want to taste me, I mean?” Kelli’s eyes were wide in the golden light from the fire.

Klaus decided to tell her the truth.

“ Baby , from the first minute I met you I’ve wanted to taste your sweet pussy,” he murmured. “ It’s a fucking struggle trying to keep my hands off you, trying to keep our relationship professional, when all I want to do is lay you down, spread your legs, and lick you until you moan my name.”

“ Oh , Klaus !” Her voice was breathless again and as she shifted against him, the warm scent of her feminine desire tickled his nose.

“ Will you let me do it?” he asked. “ Will you let me taste you tonight, baby?”

“ I … I guess so. If you really want to.”

To answer her, Klaus shifted on the bed, scooting down until his head was level with her pelvis.

“ Spread your legs for me, sunshine,” he murmured, looking up to meet her eyes. “ Let me in. Let me taste you.”