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  She answered me by tilting my head away and kissing my neck. Her hands gripped my hips and slid down to my ass as her mouth found mine. She lifted me up so I was sitting on the edge of the sink and pulled my legs to wrap around her waist. I guess that answered my question. She slipped her hands under my tank and tugged it over my head. I forgot about the sounds outside. I only heard the rush of my heartbeat and the hitch in her breath.

  “Do you want me to stop?” She was waiting for permission. My legs were wrapped around her and I was almost completely naked. Short of flashing a neon sign that spelled “yes,” my answer was loud and clear.

  “Don’t even think about it.” I felt a small smile on her lips before she kissed me deeply. I moaned when I felt her fingers slide under the silky material of my panties and pull them down. I had to shift my weight from side to side until they were at my knees.

  Brynn stepped away from between my legs to yank them completely off. She carried me to the couch. I was desperate for the feel of her on top of me. She placed a path of tender kisses down my body. I didn’t want sweet. I wanted passion and heat. We had time later to go slow and be new lovers.

  “Brynn, please don’t make me wait any longer. I need you right now.” I was breathless and desperate.

  She wasted no time stripping off her T-shirt and boxer briefs. I hissed when she crawled between my legs and our bodies touched. I automatically wrapped my legs around her again. She pressed into me and we both moaned at the contact.

  “You’re so wet,” she said and moved her hips into mine.

  I released my legs from around her waist to give her more room. Maneuvering on the couch was restrictive, but I was too turned on to care. I was going to have my first of many orgasms in about thirty seconds if she continued to grind into me. She slipped her hand between our bodies. Her fingers rubbed up and down my swollen slit until I begged her to fuck me. I didn’t think she heard me, but then I felt two deliciously long fingers slide into my core. I arched my back off of the couch as the feeling of being completely taken by another woman overtook my body. It was incredible.

  I threw one leg on the back of the couch and put my other foot on the floor so I could move into her. She leaned back on her knees and watched me thrust against her hand. Her other hand rubbed all over my body, brushing over my erect nipples and sliding over my thighs. When she lowered her head and kissed my stomach, I squirmed and put my hands on her shoulders. I wanted her mouth on me. I clenched and tried to stop the first orgasm from exploding. Her lips weren’t even to my hips before it hit. I cried out in surprise and frustration at my lack of control. She filled me in a way I hadn’t felt before. She continued thrusting and put her mouth on my clit. It was only a matter of seconds before I felt myself climbing for another, more powerful orgasm.

  “Please don’t stop.” I squeezed her shoulders to keep her in place and moved my hips against her mouth, finding the perfect friction. We both moaned when we realized I was going to come again. My body felt flushed. I tensed and cried out for the second time.

  Brynn slowed her movements and gently slipped out of me when I tugged her up. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to feel her weight on top of me again. She kissed my shoulder and my neck, then softly sucked my earlobe. I felt a jolt through my whole body. I ran my hands over her sweaty back, anxious to touch her all over.

  “Can we go back into the bedroom? I need more space,” Brynn said.

  I couldn’t form a complete sentence yet and only managed a nod. She reached out and pulled me up. The sensation of her naked body against mine gave me a surge of energy. I couldn’t wait to touch her. I led the way to my room because it had the bigger bed. She ignored the covers piled at the foot of the bed and pulled me onto the mattress.

  “Why did I wait so long?” she asked.

  I didn’t have time to answer before her lips captured mine in another heated kiss. She twisted our bodies so that I was underneath her again. My body wouldn’t be able to handle another orgasm so soon. As good as her touch felt, as wet as I was for her, my body needed to relax for a few minutes. I gently pushed her back and straddled her waist. She ran her hands over my breasts and down to my thighs. Her appetite for me was voracious. She leaned up so that we were face to face. I moaned when her fingers found my slit again. I leaned forward so she could slip inside, even though I was sure I wouldn’t be able to come again so soon.

  “More.” I wanted to feel as much of her as I could.

  She moaned louder than I did when she slid a third finger inside. I clung to her shoulders and rocked against her hand, fearing that my motions would hurt her. That fear wasn’t enough to make me stop, because I was selfish and had wanted Brynn to fuck me since the second I laid eyes on her. I wanted to touch her at the same time, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything except for her inside me, consuming me. We found the perfect rhythm together and I let myself go with wild abandonment. She held on to me, but gave me the room to move, to climb, until I reached climax again. I collapsed against her, my body shaking with absolute exhaustion.

  “Come here, lie with me.” She grabbed the sheets off the floor. I couldn’t utter a single sound. I curled in the crook of her arm and waited for my body and my heart rate to return to normal. Neither of us spoke. I had enough energy to put my hand on her chest before I fell asleep, selfishly sated while Brynn waited.

  * * *

  I woke some time before dawn. We were in the same position, only covered by a warm blanket. I wasn’t cold, but I shivered anyway. Waking up next to a beautiful woman wasn’t exactly something I was used to. Brynn’s body was warm and I snuggled next to her, listening to the soft exhale of her breath near my ear. She was asleep, probably exhausted, since she did all of the work. I lay next to her for several minutes and enjoyed the feel of her body. I wanted to touch her everywhere, but I didn’t think it was fair of me to wake her. I had been selfish for hours. I quietly slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. A shower sounded heavenly so I closed the door and turned on the water. I wasn’t wrong; the hot water felt amazing.

  “It’s kind of early, don’t you think?” Brynn asked.

  I gasped when Brynn opened the door to the shower. “You have to stop scaring me.” I brushed the water from my eyes so I could properly see the tall, beautiful, and completely naked woman standing in front of me.

  She reached for my hips and pushed me away from the stream to hog all the water. I couldn’t keep my hands from touching her wet, slick body. “I’m six feet tall and walk like a Neanderthal. I’m not quiet,” she said.

  I poured soap on the bath sponge and reached out to her. She was stunning. There wasn’t a single flaw on her body other than the tiny scar by her lip. “You’re beautiful.” I couldn’t stay mad at her. Good things happened when she scared me. I was hoping for a repeat performance. Only this time, I wanted more of a leading role. She twirled me back under the water and gave me a proper good morning kiss.

  “You’re the beautiful one.” She moaned when I lathered her breasts. I ran my thumbs over her nipples before I moved the sponge lower to rub between her legs. She leaned her head back under the water and tilted her body toward me. She was not afraid of pleasure, giving or receiving. She put her hands on the walls to brace herself and pushed down on my hand. I dropped the sponge and watched the water stream off of the muscles in her stomach and the junction of her thighs. I ran my hands over her.

  When I dropped to my knees, she stood in front of the water so it wouldn’t hit me. We made eye contact. She didn’t look away. I ran my hands up her thighs and spread her apart. The water didn’t deter me from the sweet target that I had been wanting for days. She wrapped her hands in my wet hair and drew me closer, gently bobbing my head against her as my tongue lavished her clit. Her power over me made me weak in such a phenomenal way. I submitted to her faster than I had to anyone else and, for the first time, I didn’t care. I wanted to be in her control. Just as I was getting comfortable on my knees, she gently pu
lled me to my feet.

  “Let’s go back to bed. There’s still a lot of time before I have to leave for work,” she said.

  I stood up, wrung out my hair, and reached for the towel she handed me. It took her thirty seconds to towel dry her entire body and her short hair. I was still struggling with drying off my body. I couldn’t even figure out the tangled mess that was my hair. There was no time for product or even to run a brush through it. Brynn tugged off my towel and walked me back to bed, touching me the entire time. I loved her hands on my body. I wanted to be greedy again, but I also had this desire to please her as much as she satisfied me.

  “What time do you have to leave?” I managed to ask before her lips claimed mine.

  We didn’t talk for several minutes as we reacquainted ourselves under the covers. I worked my way over her body, nipping and kissing until I reached her warm, wet core. She was so ready for me and so patient over the last several hours. I didn’t care if she was going to be late for work. This was the most important thing I was going to do today. I grabbed her thighs and pressed them open.

  She held my wet, tousled hair back with one hand and lifted her hips to my mouth. I flattened my tongue against her slit and ran it up and down slowly until she bucked with pleasure. I sucked her clit into my mouth and swirled my fingertips along the inside of her thighs and down to her ass. Her moans encouraged me. I caressed the softness of her lips and carefully slid a finger inside of her. She was unbelievably tight. I moved my finger slowly and licked until her hips gyrated faster against me. The hand that was holding my hair up was now pressing my head into her. I loved it.

  When she came, she was loud and her entire body shook with release. It was a beautiful sight. Her nipples were rock hard and a slight film of sweat glistened off of her chest and stomach. She pulled me into her arms and held me. My hair enveloped us when I finally stretched and kissed her.

  “Looks like you won’t be late after all.” I placed tiny kisses across her face and on the sides of her neck until her breathing evened out.

  “Who said we were done?” Brynn asked. She flipped me over and I forgot all about time as she continued her delicious discovery of my body until well after the sun came up.

  Chapter Nineteen

  I decided to go with Brynn to the sanctuary. She offered and I wanted to be next to her. Spending more time there was on my agenda anyway. We never finished our tour of the place and I still had a ton of questions. Plus, we were both nervous about the men looking for me. I was mildly concerned at first, but with the fourth guy in the mix, I was looking over my shoulder every couple of minutes.

  “You will definitely be safe at the sanctuary,” Brynn said.

  She said it more to herself, but I nodded. Rangers with guns. And they were all on my side. “Oh, I know,” I said.

  We didn’t talk a lot as we were getting ready to finally start the day. Brynn kissed me a few times in the kitchen, but I could tell she was nervous. I hoped she wasn’t regretting her decision. As if reading my mind, she reached over and held my hand. It was sweet and made me smile. I felt like I was in high school again.

  We pulled into the parking lot and I jumped out of the truck, eager to see Wally again. I was thankful he wasn’t at the cabin last night, but I missed him.

  “How do you think he did last night?” I turned to Brynn before we reached the door. She reached out and cupped my chin. She didn’t say anything, only stared at me and gave me a small, sad smile. I frowned. “Are you okay?” I touched her hand.

  “I am. I think I’m just tired.” She dropped her hand.

  I reached out and grabbed it. I stepped closer to her and lowered my voice. “You hardly got any sleep last night.”

  She shrugged. “I got enough.” She opened the door and we walked into the foyer. Wally scurried over to us.

  “Wally!” I was so excited to see him. He waddled over to me first, surprising me.

  “So that’s how it’s going to be, huh, my little man?” Brynn picked him up and flipped him onto his back. I reached out and tickled his stomach. He nipped at me, gently, like a puppy.

  “Were you a good boy last night?” I asked.

  “He got into just about everything, but I think he had a good time.” Tina walked over to us and gave us a play by play of their night.

  “Kennedy managed to lock herself out of the cabin and I found her wandering out behind it along the stream,” Brynn said.

  “My phone was sitting on the kitchen counter. I went outside to drink a cup of tea and shut the door without realizing it was locked,” I said.

  “Well, Brynn thought for sure the poachers found you. She shot out of here like a bullet when she couldn’t reach you.” Tina winked at Brynn and reached out to touch my arm. “We’re glad you’re okay.”

  I smiled at her. “Thank you. This is all a bit scary.”

  “I know waiting isn’t easy, but I have faith that we’ll catch them,” Tina said. She excused herself to check on the animals in the back and Brynn went to her office to read a few reports and tuck Wally in. He needed a good nap since he didn’t sleep at all at Tina’s.

  “Do you mind if I go visit with Tina for a few minutes? I want to see what she’s doing today and maybe get a few more pics,” I said.

  Brynn’s answer was a swift kiss on my lips. The kind that made me rethink my decision about leaving Brynn. “Go. Have fun. Learn something. I’ll find you in a bit so we can head out.”

  I blew a kiss at Wally and trotted off after Tina. I picked the perfect time to show up as two rangers were bringing in a young bison whose leg was tangled in barbed wire. I didn’t think. I grabbed my camera and clicked away. The rangers were trying hard to keep him from struggling and hurting himself further as they wrestled him off of the trailer.

  “We couldn’t get the wire off out in the field. It’s in deep, Tina. I’ve given him one tranquilizer already.” Rick, the hero who towed my car, was sweating profusely. His muscles were strained as he, Roger, and Brody, a ranger who jumped in to help, held the buffalo still while Tina administered another shot.

  The buffalo fought the drug and eventually succumbed. They wasted no time as Tina called for assistance to help with the stitches. Rick carefully clipped off the wire and Tina went behind him, cleaning and suturing the injury. It was incredible to watch them work quietly, efficiently, and so in sync. After almost an hour of makeshift surgery right outside of the trailer, but still in the garage, the buffalo was stitched, bandaged, and dragged into a stall where he would have to spend some time to allow the sutures to heal. I was exhausted just watching all of them in action.

  “Is it always like this? So chaotic and intense?” I asked. I looked around at four very tired and sweaty workers.

  “Not to this degree, but yes. Whenever you deal with larger animals, it gets crazy because they aren’t used to people or getting caught.” The rangers nodded at Tina’s assessment. “They think we’re going to hurt them. A part of me believes they know deep down that we’re helping, but we still keep our guards up.”

  I handed everybody a bottle of cold water from the break room, anxious to continue this unplanned interview. Tina’s fresh, white, veterinarian jacket was covered in blood and ripped low where a barb caught the pocket during the take down. It was almost lunchtime and she still hadn’t assessed the animals ready for release today. That would easily take the rest of the day even if she cut her lunch time in half.

  “Why do you do what you do?” I asked her. A lot of people worked with animals, but usually the cute, fluffy kind. I was curious why this petite woman wasn’t afraid to wrestle with some of the largest animals in Alaska.

  “Every animal deserves a chance. Each one I work with has such a personality. It’s amazing. The puffin from the other day? He struts around in his cage cackling at all the animals. And the elk? Do you remember him? He’s scared of his own shadow, but in a playful way. It’s almost as if he laughs at himself. You know Wally and what a delight he is.”


  What she said was true. People liked to have pets, but what these people were doing here, was far greater and less selfish than pet ownership. “It must be hard to form a bond and then have to release it back into the wild.” I sat while Tina cleaned up. She had several white coats hanging in a locker so this clearly happened a lot.

  “Yes, but it’s still so satisfying knowing that we’ve extended the life of one of these majestic creatures. Plus, I get to handle so many different animals that most vets don’t get to. Brynn probably mentioned that I worked in a regular practice before I was able to come here full-time. I enjoyed that work, but this is fulfilling in a very different way.” She smoothed out the front of her clean coat after she buttoned it. “Are you ready to make the rounds?”

  I followed her into the first room that housed smaller animals. They were all separated by diets. The herbivores were in one room, the carnivores in another. Larger animals had their own bays to heal in.

  “What percentage of the animals get released and live to have long, healthy lives?”

  Tina sighed. “Well, the circle of life is alive and well in Alaska. It’s heartbreaking when we heal an animal and set it free, only to find a wolf or another animal killed it a few days or weeks later.”

  “How do you know it’s one you’ve treated? By the scars?” I was genuinely curious.

  “We tag them before they leave. It helps us understand so much about migration, population, and just their behavior as a whole.” She handed me a stainless steel disc that was smaller than a dime. “This is the largest one we have. It stores their information and serves as a tracker, too.”

  “These have to cost some serious money. How are you paying for all of this?” The sanctuary was nice and clean, but nothing showy.

  “We always struggle. Everyone here spends their downtime filling out paperwork for grants to make up for the gap between our federal funding and our operational costs. Most of our visitors donate. A few dollars here and there help. We receive donations from wealthy patrons and the sanctuary has fundraisers to increase awareness and interest,” she said.