I was extremely attracted to my barbarian captor, but there was something else—something else that I felt deep down inside my heart.

Kradr stroked my face with his palm and ran his fingers through my hair. He seemed hesitant like he didn't want to break me like he didn't want to ruin me for the Zaqwar that would own me for the rest of my life. The truth was, I knew my happiness wasn't certain because my fate had already been written in the stones in the deep blue Volatile Sea. I had been sold into the equivalent of slavery, but I didn't want to go on without knowing the touch of the man who awakened every sensual and carnal need in my body—in both forms.

“I know you will trade me and my dowry to Haugar. I know you want your brother back,” I said.

He buried his face against my chest as if trying to hide some emotion he didn’t want me to see.

I continued, “Please, besides wanting to walk on the shores of Cape Scyllaea again, I’ve never wanted anything more than this.”

“You’re too good for the Zaqwar. I don’t want you with the Zaqwar. I want you to be free,” he whispered, raising his gaze to meet mine.

“I am free. You freed me, but now I chose. Let me chose.” I frowned and broke our gaze. “I get it. You won’t touch me because you think I’ll be useless when you present me to their leader. You’re afraid they will pass on your offer and not release your brother. You—”

“No—”

“I have more to offer my future mate than my maidenhead,” I stated firmly. “But…”

He shook his head. “But what?”

“Just…never mind. I’ll swim for you. Is that what you want? You want to watch me swim. You want me to sing all your worries away.”

Suddenly, he lifted my chin and leaned in closer, cupping his hand against my nape and pulling me closer to him. His lips covered mine and all tension left my body. I parted my lips to receive him, relishing in the way his tongue slipped inside to explore my mouth.

He moaned softly as he kissed me. The kiss was intense and exhilarating.

His hands moved to my thighs and he pulled me close to his groin. His cock was big and stiff against my mound. I recalled how thick and long he was the night before and my pussy clenched with anticipation.

Gently, he spread my legs apart and slid one finger between the folds of my sex. My clit pulsed against his touch. With a bit more roughness, he pulled my top down and my breasts sprang free. He didn’t waste one moment as his mouth covered one of my nipples. He sucked and licked me gently while running his big, thick finger through my heat.

I leaned back on the rocks and moaned in ecstasy as his fingers played with my pussy, circling my clit and enticing my pending climax.

“Is that good?” he rasped.

Tongue-tied, unable to speak or sing, I nodded. The sounds of the waterfall cascaded around us. We were hidden behind the curtain of nature, and for the moment, I pretended that we were the only ones on this planet.

His teeth scraped across my nipple and then he sucked the bud into his mouth again. The moment his fingers slipped inside my soaking wet entrance, a swift orgasm overtook me. It was my first climax in human form. I cried out and rocked my hips up to meet his fingers, urging him to go deeper. Panting on the rocks, I let my body soak in the aftermath of my orgasm.

He lifted his fingers to his mouth and tasted me. “Mmmm,” he groaned.

“That was amazing, Kradr,” I whispered.

Instead of responding, he knelt down, hooked one of my legs over his shoulder, and his head descended between my thighs. The first lick across my clit shocked me, but with each gentle lick, my legs began to fall open easily. I lifted my hips, offering him my throbbing sex.

I began to unravel as my emotions and carnal sensations pulsed through me. My toes curled. My lips were pressed together to keep from crying out too much. My juices flowed freely and he lapped up every drop.

He looked up briefly and said, “That’s right. Moan and sing for me.”

He dove back down going straight for my clit. I called out his name over and over again loudly as he dragged his hungry tongue across my sensitive bud.

“There,” I commanded. “Lick right there. Oh! Yes.”

He plunged a finger in me. I screamed. He added a second, three maybe since it felt so full inside of my pussy. I come, fast and hard, while his lips are still fastened to my clit. He growled and lapped at my sex like a barbarian who hadn't eaten a full meal in days. His translucent blue eyes were fixed on me as he helped himself. I was so sensitive from the last climax that I came again.

When he was done feasting, he lifted his head up and grinned while licking his lips. “You are good to eat.”

I chuckled, breathlessly, and a heated blush rose over my chest.

He lifted me off of the rocks. I was grateful since the sharp points were digging into my bottom in the heat of the moment. When he placed me on my legs in front of him, I could barely stand. All of a sudden, I had lost all knowledge of how to walk like a human. Either that or I was too unsteady from trembling.

“Easy, spellsinger, let me help you.”

Laughing, I fell into his embrace.

My barbarian lifted me from the water and marched his way across the lake back to the shoreline. He didn’t stop there. He didn’t stop until we reached the privacy of the den.

I wished that we could stay forever locked away behind that waterfall from the world. Just me and my barbarian.