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The Bigfoot slid against him. Herman could barely hold on to the pleasure that coursed through him. He was going to give in to the yearning and the delight that coursed through all of them. They were all connected in some way.
Sharing the same bed.
He threw back his head and howled when Phillip bit into his shoulder. He thrust his hips forward and felt his release as well as the shudder of the male on top of him. His heart beat erratically and yet he was complete in a way he never had been before. Being with them was the right thing. He knew it in his heart.
The females released his arms and Phillip rolled off him until he was nestled between
Alika
and Herman. It took him a second to catch his breath, but when he did he turned and saw
Elarna
, his woman, was looking back at him with her normal face. He trailed his fingers along her jaw. She kissed the inside of his palm.
“Are you happy?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said, glad the ship’s translators were able to form his language into words she could understand while he was in this form. “Are you?
With this?”
“Very. More than I ever thought I could be. Seeing you together with
Alika
and Phillip drove me wild.”
“It seemed Phillip was making you very content. You enjoyed his mouth on you and his tongue?”
She nodded. “I did. And there are many more things I can show you. But just remember, you are the one I want to be with. No matter what happens on
Rovan
. You are my mate.”
“And you are mine.” He pressed his muzzle to her lips and kissed her gently.
Herman lay wrapped in the arms of the woman he loved and the two other aliens he had come to respect and think of as his friends. Sharing this intimate moment had cemented something between them.
Elarna
had shown him that his existence was not a curse. It was a gift.
He had learned that there was more out in the universe than he ever thought possible, and he was going to discover it with the woman he loved and his new found family.
About the Author
Crymsyn
Hart
is a National Bestselling author of erotic romance and horror. Her worlds are filled with luscious vampires, gorgeous gods, quirky witches, and everything else that goes bump in the night.
Crymsyn
worked as a psychic for many years in Boston while attending Emerson College. She graduated with a BFA in Writing, Literature, & Publishing.
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