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both gave in and consummated their mating bond.
    “You like that, Bliss,” he said as he ran his hand up her leg, caressing the back of her knee and then sliding up and down her thigh, inching closer to where she wanted his hand the most.
    She couldn’t answer. Couldn’t give into him just yet. So he stopped, and instead untied one of her wrists, but if she thought he was going to free her, she was mistaken. Instead, he leaned down and tied the free end of the rope around the table leg.
    Then he moved back from her and went to the sink to get some warm water. She didn’t move, didn’t want him to see her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her desire was written all over her face. Bit by bit, he was taking down her defences and leaving her open to him. Her only fear was, what would think when he saw her emotionally naked. Or physically naked. She was a little on the curvy side, her body never willing to confirm to society’s rules, just like the rest of her.
    “Sit on the edge of the table,” he instructed.
    At first she didn’t move. “Bliss, come on. I’m sorry I touched you like that. I should have bathed your arm first, it was selfish of me.”
    Selfish? How could she tell him that she enjoyed every moment of it. That his hands were better than any pain meds, and his touch more soothing than any bandage. She simply could not. Not yet.
    Turning to face him, she wriggled back onto the table, and he carefully took her jacket off, leaving it hooked around her good arm. Then he awkwardly removed her sweater. She lifted her arms for him, his eyes fixed on her voluptuous breasts as they were exposed to him. The moisture from the mud had soaked through, leaving the front of her shirt almost see-through.
    “Fuck,” he said.
    Yes, please , she thought.
    Hugo managed to tear his mind back to the job in hand and bathed her arm. “It’s not as bad as it looked,” he said, his voice thick with his arousal. “I’ll apply some antiseptic; it might sting a little. But it should stop any infection. Then I’ll bandage it up.”
    “Thank you,” she said, wincing when he applied the ointment. He was right; it did sting.
    “My pleasure,” he said, smilingly shyly, his eyes flicking down to her lips.
    “What else is your pleasure?” she asked softly, startled at her own daring.
    He moved, easing her thighs open and nestling his body between them as he applied the bandage. “Do you have to ask? You must feel it too.”
    “Feel what?” she teased.
    He pressed himself closer to her and she could feel exactly what he meant. “The same thing you feel. If I don’t fuck you tonight, my heart will stop beating and my lungs won’t be able to inhale the air. I need you.”
    She slid her hand between their bodies and stroked his cock, hearing a groan of approval from Hugo. His hand trembled; he was struggling to concentrate on bandaging her arm. If she carried on, he would be putty in her hands. The only problem was, she had already overstepped the edge of her comfort zone, and when he turned to face her, and she saw that hunger in his eyes, she trembled with desire, and fear, of what she had started.
     

Chapter Six – Hugo
    Her hand covered his cock and stroked him until he went weak at the knees. Did men ever swoon? That was a woman thing, right? Well, whatever, his legs didn’t want to support him and his head swam, and he even saw stars. Just from her hand. What the hell would happen when he claimed her body?
    “That feels so good, Bliss.” Oh, Bliss by name, bliss by nature . How corny could a man be?
    She squeezed him, just right, and he nearly exploded in his pants. This was totally unexpected. He had anticipated having to spend some time working up to sex, but she had jumped right in there. Maybe she was more experienced than he thought. He hoped he could satisfy her; he had never cared that he would live up to any kind of reputation. But he wanted to be the best sex she had ever had.
    His hands shaking, he tied