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“Only once, when you sent me to fetch you a chimera heart.”

“I’d never do that,” she gasped.

I chuckled. “Little queen, you did, then you demanded I put it back.”

“Oh, good.” She unbuttoned her dress, dropped the garment to the ground, and stepped into the spring.

Her bare backside was a delight, I wanted to lick as much as I wanted to lick the front. I was a damn fool for not agreeing to screw her to see if her memory returned. Fool times a thousand as she gazed back at the growing bulge in my pants. I palmed my aching cock. Having my mate so close and yet so far away from me made everything painful. She wet her lips. I kneeled at the side of the hot spring. The moss was spongy under my knees, and I let her bathe without claiming her body as mine.

Without figuring out what the one word was, either.

Chapter twenty-nine

Thea

Cossgarth

Irose from thesteaming spring, warm water dripping from my wet hair in rivulets down my breasts, over my taut nipples, down my stomach, and to the ache curling between my legs. The Beast moved around, making us a bed with more moss over the rocks. I wanted this Beast with a passion I couldn’t deny. I didn’t want him to deny it, either. It was a cozy-looking bed out here in the wilds of this realm I didn’t know. A bed I’d seduce him in.

I approached behind him and grabbed his dark horns. I wasn’t a fool to think he didn’t hear me approach. Nor was I a fool to think he’d let me seduce him if he didn’t want me to. He wanted this as much as I did.

“Thea,” he groaned.

I rubbed my hands along the length of his thick horns and back down again. He whirled and took me in his muscular arms. Crashed his urgent lips to mine. This was what my body wanted. My mind didn’t know who I was, or what we were, but my body soared with pleasure like nothing I’d experienced in the time I’d awoken with no memories.

I shoved him back into the bed he’d made me. Straddled his hips and rubbed my aching mound on his hard cock. He rumbled his pleasure deep in his throat. His firm hands grabbed my hips, rocking me back and forth harder and faster. The friction wasn’t enough. It teetered me on the precipice of orgasm, but I wanted him inside me. I was desperate to have him. To feel him deep inside like he was a part of me and maybe once there, I’d remember who and what we were.

Titling my hips a fraction higher, the end of his cock nudged my slick entrance. He paused, kissing me as I seated myself on his cock just to watch the look of ecstasy floating across me.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“You make me feel it.” I rocked my hips.

His hands returned to urging me on. To rocking me against his pelvis, finding the sweet friction against my clit and deeper inside where his cock nudged the tightening bundle of nerves.

“Yes,” I cried. “Harder.”

“As my little queen demands.”

He thrust up harder with his massive cock. Dragged me down firmer, so each roll of his hips caressed my clit on his body. My legs tightened and gripped him in a punishing hold, but he grinned as though it was the best feeling ever. His sexy smirk drew an orgasm from my body. I climaxed with enough force that every muscle in my body contracted and released wave after wave of undulating pleasure. He drove up into my quivering body. It didn’t matter what he did, everything felt good. Too good to be true.

Another few hard thrusts and he roared his release. His cock pulsed inside me, sending my eyes rolling back in my head with the pleasure of the sensation on my sensitive flesh.

I sagged onto his chest, so sated with his hard loving that my limbs quivered like they still contracted with after ripples of my orgasm. His arms swung around me and held me tight against his firm chest. The Beast’s breaths were as ragged as mine. His embrace was so good. So right. I should trust him. Admit I had a son who was most likely his.

“Well?” he asked. “Did I jog any memories with my cock?”

I laughed, making his cock slip free with my jostling chest and body.

“No.” I laid my hands on his chest and rested my chin on my hands to stare into his handsome face. “Guess you like your horns being touched?”

He chuckled. “It goes straight to my dick.”

“What are we going to do?” Tears formed in my eyes.

“Hey, we’ll figure it out.” He stroked my cheek with his knuckles.

“Sure,” I mumbled.