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be the death of her.
    “I will remember that.”
    He learned each and every curve and texture of her breast, her nipples were worshiped in turn and she climaxed twice while he learned her body. By the time he made his way down her belly and between her thighs , she was exhausted. Her body flared to life under his touch and tongue once again as the dexterous appendage parted her lower lips and lapped at the moisture that her body was still producing.
    Caro could only moan as he worked her body’s reactions with a delicacy and precision that left her gasping. When she threaded her fingers through his hair and tried to pull him up, he decided to oblige her, surging into her as he took her mouth with his own. He maintained the kiss as his hips rocked his shaft into her and he took her scream for his own as he spilled into her again.
    Instead of slumping on her this time, he rolled to put her on him. Caro couldn’t move. Her entire body was limp, the product of the run, the exertion, and the elf under her. She couldn’t remember ever being this tired.
    Clearly, she got one thought in her mind. Dude, I need a shower . In seconds he had rolled to his feet and carried her into the bath. This psychic thing may not be all bad.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Nine
     
     
    “Carolyn, Westa and Henry have invited us over for dinner. Would you like to go?”
    Axom was towelling her dry and she had to smile. He was asking her if she wanted to go out. That was so cute. “Thank you. I would like to go. But after this afternoon, I don’t know how long my legs will hold out.”
    “If you need it, I will call Mavix and she can carry you home.” His smile was impish.
    “Right, do you want my thighs permanently splayed.” She realized what she had just said, “Don’t answer that.”
    “Oh, but I want to.”
    “Shut it. When do we need to leave?”
    “About ten minutes.”
    “You really left it until the last minute, didn’t you?”
    He was slightly sheepish, “I was hoping you wouldn’t want to go and we could continue learning each other.”
    “Axom, the only thing I would learn tonight is how you change your sheets. We got blood and, uh, stuff all over the ones on your bed.”
    “Good point. I am going to change those while you get dressed.”
    Leaving the comfort and delicate ministrations of his long fingers and the fluffy towel, she wandered naked into the guest room and grabbed a pair of jeans and a button down blue cotton shirt that made her look both classy and competent. Underwear was her normal practical cotton and lycra mix, not that Axom had noticed its lack of style. She did wish she had brought some of the prettier selections of her lingerie drawer. Well, she could not have anticipated jumping a werecat after a run.
    She was just finishing her toilette when Axom appeared at her door looking good enough to eat. She would have to try that later. His smiled indicated that he liked the idea.
    “You look lovely. Shall we go?”
    “Sure. It will keep my muscles from locking up.” Axom extended his arm and she took it, leaning on him a little more heavily than she would have if her thighs were able to meet in the centre again. She waddled and she knew it.
    It was a short waddle. Two streets over and they were at the home of Lucky and Henry. Westa’s face lit up when she saw Caro, and Carolyn could only marvel at the happiness that glowed from her friend’s face.
    Henry was doing his own glowing, only with a sort of dark moonlight happiness. But together they looked fantastic.
    “Carolyn, I am pleased to meet you.” Henry immediately took over as host since Caro and Lucky were squealing and hugging.
    As they parted with them both wiping happy tears from their eyes, Caro turned to Henry. Impulsively , she hugged him. He had made Westa happy, and that was good enough for her.
    Axom let her hug his friend for thirty seconds, then he pulled her away. “You are going to give Henry a headache. He won’t know